"I'll ask for leave for you...send you back." Yi Haiyin's speech speed is very slow, but every word is very clear.

When the words fell, Yan Ling didn't give Yan Ling a chance to object, so he took out his mobile phone and sent a text message.

I don't know who it was sent to. After a while, I looked up at her.

"All right."

"..." What's up?

Is he done with a text message?

Don't call her personally to explain to the director?

In case the director is unhappy, maybe he will not let them go like this. He actually sent such a text message, so he could give her a lightly...

Yan Ling felt that his whole person was going to be bad!

Watching Yi Haiyin, who drove out of the crew after starting the car, he quickly reached out and grabbed his arm, "Who did you text to? Director? Let's just leave. Will the director be angry?"

"No... he let you rest." Yi Haiyin's eyes flickered, and his lips were firmly opened.

Yan Ling breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this.

Just don't offend the director.

She softened and leaned on the car mat.

In the next second, I couldn't help turning his head to look at Yi Haiyin who was driving, and looking at his handsome face, he was slightly surprised.

I don't know why, every time I contact him, it always gives her a familiar feeling.

But apart from being in the crew, they didn't meet in private. Where did her familiarity with him come from?

Yan Ling blinked suspiciously, and immediately felt that he was thinking too much.

She was dizzy, she couldn't help but yawned when she got into the car, leaning on the car door, lethargic.

But when he thought of Yi Haiyin sitting next to her, he stretched out his hand and pinched his thigh to keep himself awake.

"Huh—"

When the car stopped downstairs in her apartment, Yan Ling suddenly recovered.

Only then did she remember that she seemed to have forgotten to tell him the address from start to finish. How did he know that she lives here?

"Yi Haiyin, you..."

"I'll take you up." Yi Haiyin interrupted her, pushed the car door first, and went on.

Walking to her, the gentleman opened the car door for her.

"Don't bother, it's all downstairs to my house, I can go up by myself... Ah!" Yan Ling was hugged by him before he finished speaking.

He kicked the car door up, turned around, hugged her easily, and strode towards the small apartment.

Entering the elevator, he looked down at Yan Ling who was still shocked, his thin lips opened slightly, "How many floors?"

The cold voice, like a clear stream, slowly flowed into Yan Ling's ears.

She was so excited that she finally reacted and reached out and pressed the elevator floor.

"Ding!" The elevator arrived.

As soon as the elevator door opened, without waiting for Yi Haiyin to ask, she proactively pointed out the direction of her home.

Stunned, let him hold her and walk to the door of her apartment.

Grandly, entered her home!

Even, went straight into her bedroom!

"Lie down for a while." Yi Haiyin gently put her on the bed, turned and went out.

Just when Yan Ling was wondering what he was going to do, he suddenly heard the sound of pouring water.

Immediately, I saw him walking in again with a cup of hot water, naturally sitting on her bed and handing her the water cup.

The skillful movements seem to be not the first time to come to her house, but to have come many times.

Yan Ling looked at the water glass handed to him, and finally asked the sentence he had held for a long time, "Yi Haiyin, how did you know that I live in this apartment?"