Given the relationship between the two of them, it was a bit strange to do so, but no one said it clearly.

After Ning Jue returned to the room, he chatted with He Dingxi on the loudspeaker while taking a shower. The environment on the west side of He Dingxi was a bit noisy, and people seemed to be still on the set.

So Ning Jue asked, "Have you finished work so late?"

"No, it's almost time." He Dingxi said, "I'm worried that it will be too late, so I'll give you a call first."

Ning Jue wiped her hair for a while, but did not speak.

He Dingxi also seemed to feel that his words were too intimate, so he changed the subject calmly: "By the way, whose WeChat did you push me today?"

Ning Jue leaned down and splashed a handful of water on her face, saying, "Oh, I have a few friends who are in the sports collection business. If you have anything you're looking for, they can help you pay attention."

"Well, don't bother." He Dingxi paused, with a rare hesitant tone: "I'm just playing casually, and I've already found what I want. There's no fun, just burn money."

Ning Jue laughed, took the towel aside and wiped her face, "Three minutes of heat."

At this time, there were several voices on the other end of the phone, and He Dingxi seemed to be off work. After a while of noise, the surroundings finally quieted down.

He Dingxi asked Ning Jue, "How long do you have to come back?"

After Ning Jue finished washing up, she sat down on the sofa with tomorrow's script: "Next month, what's wrong?"

"It's alright." He Dingxi's voice floated from hundreds of kilometers away and landed softly in Ning Jue's ear: "I just missed you."

Ning Jue looked at the densely marked script, the corners of her mouth pursed slightly, and she smiled involuntarily.

"I'll be back soon." His voice was gentle that he didn't even realize: "Wait at home."

On the day Ning Jue returned, the plane was delayed until 2 am. Under Li Anqi's suspicious eyes, He Dingxi personally went to the airport to pick up Ning Jue. The two returned to He Dingxi's house together, and before they could say a word, they tugged and rolled onto the bed.

The next morning, when Ning Jue came out of the bathroom full of steam, He Dingxi had put on a suit and stood in front of the mirror with a tie. Today, he still has work arrangements, and Ayang has been waiting downstairs early.

Ning Jue caught a day's flight yesterday and had a night with He Dingxi again, and was a little confused at the moment. Seeing his wet hair, He Dingxi was about to put on his clothes, and helplessly pressed him to the head of the bed and sat down.

Ning Jue lifted her eyelids and glanced at him, and asked, "Aren't you in a hurry?"

He Dingxi didn't speak, instead he answered the whirring sound of the hair dryer.

He Dingxi's fingers gently rubbed between Ning Jue's hair, and Ning Jue narrowed her eyes comfortably. The warm wind blew his hair, making his sleep-deprived head even more groggy.

Ning Jue simply didn't do it for a while, and leaned his head in front of He Dingxi's body, then stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around his waist.

He Dingxi took a Ning Jue like this and had nothing to do. He patted the back of Ning Jue's head and scolded with a smile, "Get up, you're trying to get ahead."

Ning Jue closed her eyes and made up her mind to pretend to be deaf.

He Dingxi patiently blew Ning Jue's wet hair and asked, "Will you go to Keran's birthday party tonight?"

Today is Xiao Keran's birthday. A week ago, Xiao Keran invited Ning Jue and He Dingxi to her house for dinner in the evening. In addition to the two of them, Xiao Keran also invited several other close friends in the circle.

Ning Jue opened her eyes, and what caught her eye was a button on He Dingxi's shirt: "Well, I promised her a long time ago, and I'll go after work, how about you?"

He Dingxi said: "I almost got that time,

After a while, Ning Jue's short hair was almost done, and He Dingxi turned off the hairdryer. It was almost time for him to leave, and A Yang downstairs made several more phone calls.

He Dingxi stood by the door and asked Ning Jue, "Do you need me to pick you up at night?"

Ning Yan got up and put on his clothes, watching He Dingxi laughed: "No, see you at night."

Chapter 44

After He Dingxi left, Ning Yan called and asked Xiaoye to pick him up. He suddenly remembered that he had fallen here in He Dingxi.

During this time, Ning Ye and He Dingxi have been frequently exchanged. Unconsciously, the two of them had a lot of each other's things. He Dingxi's washing table was on the shaving knife, and He Dingxi's suit jacket was hung in the wardrobe of Ningyu's family.

Ning Yan simply found a circle in the bedroom, and did not see the trace of the table. He originally planned to stop today, and had a chance to ask He Dingxi again. He did not expect to find a special thing in the drawer on the bedside.

It was a transparent box with a golden glittering ring in the box. This ring is huge and exaggerated, with diamonds inlaid around.

Ning Ye knew what this was, this was a champion ring, a basketball player who belonged to a foreign country. The front of the ring is engraved with the team's logo, the bottom is the player's name.

There is also a small card on the box, which says on the card: "But, happy birthday."

This is the word He Dingxi. He Dingxi's handwriting is very distinctive, and the last stroke of each word will have an oblique angle that is not easy to detect.

Ning Ye carefully looked at the ring in the box, and suddenly remembered that the owner of this ring was Xiao Keran's favorite basketball star.

Now that the star has retired, there are many fans, and many of his things are selling high prices in the collection market. The championship ring is of great significance. Not only is the price expensive, but more importantly, it is impossible.

No wonder he often goes into the auction in the near future. don't know how much He Dingxi has hugged how much he had to empty in order to buy this thing.

Yes, Ning Yan remembered that He Dingxi liked Xiao Keran.

It turned out that when he treated his true heart, it was like this. Ning Yan thought indifferently that he would take care of his favorite, not far away to hold what she likes to her eyes.