Electro-optical Phantom [Entertainment]

Chapter 118:

Wei Zhuang always sleeps lightly and sleeps alone all the year round. If there are many people around her, she can immediately feel it. Maybe it is because she is not used to it, she doesn't sleep deeply.

At night, she heard the sound of rain, pattering, like spilling on her ears, she opened her eyes, and subconsciously stretched out her hand to poke around, but didn't touch anyone.

I got up and adjusted the brightness of the lights in the house slightly, and then I saw the small garden.

In the dim yellow halo in the room, she curled up at the end of the bed with a thin silk quilt on her back, hugging the pillow, sleeping soundly.

Wei Zhuang's bed is too big, she may feel empty and shrink down unconsciously, until she finds the most secure position, then she sleeps in peace.

This is a habit she has cultivated for many years to describe muscle memory.

This is the third time sharing a bed with her, Wei Zhuang thought.

The first time was at the Kijima Hotel.

It was the second time in her room.

It's just that after they were affectionate the first two times, Xiaoyuan naturally fell asleep next to her shoulders very tired, Wei Zhuang did not wake up midway, and the two of them fell asleep until dawn.

Not tonight.

Although Xiaoyuan came to her room to sleep like a baby, maybe she also realized that she was not used to sleeping with others, so she didn't ask to be next to her. Sometimes she was really careful and sensitive.

Wei Zhuang looked at Xiaoyuan’s sleeping face in silence for a while, got up, walked to the end of the bed, bent down and picked her up. The moment Xiaoyuan was suspended in the air, she was a little startled, like a conditioned reflex, but she quickly calmed down. Coming down, he leaned against Wei Zhuang's shoulder in a daze.

Wei Zhuang put her on the bed, Xiaoyuan fans grabbed the pillow and murmured, "...I woke you up?"

"No." Wei Zhuang lay down on the other side of the bed.

"It's raining..." Xiaoyuan also heard the sound of rain, but her eyelids were still heavy and she fell asleep again soon.

Wei Zhuang lay on his side, staring at her with his hand on his chin.

The actor rushes day and night after filming, and it is inevitable to sacrifice sleep time, especially Xiaoyuan. She loves acting so much. Every time she joins the crew, she will devote her energy, time, and feelings to the greatest extent.

No, it's not only an investment, but an advance.

So every time she finishes filming, she gets very tired.

This time it looked okay. It was not as serious as the previous "Huo 3", and Xiaoyuan already had symptoms of depression at that time.

When Wei Zhuang saw the film in Beicheng, even she could not look away from the small garden on the big screen, and was deeply attracted by her.

She couldn't figure out the psychological emotions at the time. She was relieved, proud, and maybe a little bit painful, and she couldn't tell the feeling.

In acting, Xiaoyuan has an inevitable vigorous ambition and sincere and pure enthusiasm. She appreciates this very much, but Wei Zhuang is aware of the fact that the first place in Xiaoyuan’s life is acting. other.

This is somewhat similar to Zhu Ehua.

Wei Zhuang's expression condensed slightly, and gradually became silent like a deep pool.

She lay back, listening to the louder and louder rain, the rustling sound was natural white noise, it should be a good sleep.

But Wei Zhuang was unable to sleep deeply.

At this time, Xiaoyuan suddenly rubbed against her. In this rainy night, her soft body approached her, and the slight fragrance touched Weizhuang's neck, causing her to itch slightly.

She stretched out her hand slowly and stroked her hair, Xiaoyuan unconsciously slammed into her arms, and soon her body temperature also penetrated.

The room was very quiet, with only Xiaoyuan's light breathing and the constant sound of rain outside.

Wei Zhuang closed his eyes, and his sleepiness spread unconsciously.

The rain is getting bigger and bigger, the thunder is faint, Wei Zhuang is asleep, and his arm rests on Xiao Yuan's waist.

When it was almost seven o'clock in the morning, Wei Zhuang woke up first. She looked down at the small garden in her arms, her expression a little dumbfounded.

The rain outside didn’t stop, Xiaoyuan lay in her arms and fell asleep quietly, her eyebrows were black, her lips were red, Wei Zhuang watched her quietly for a while, touched her lips, and then leaned over. Go down and kiss gently.

Xiaoyuan's eyelashes moved, she opened her eyes in a daze, "...Frances? Are you awake?"

The collar of her pajamas was open, and her white skin was exposed. The woman's slender fingers rubbed her collarbone, and Xiaoyuan's body reacted before she woke up.

Then there was a tingling sensation on the neck, Xiaoyuan's body trembled and couldn't help making a sound.

Hearing like a promised response, Wei Zhuang kissed her ear, "Let me see?"

"Frances..." Xiaoyuan murmured, still unable to process the information in her mind. In the next few seconds, she noticed that a more numb sensation was coming. She was sucked by the wet shun, and she curled up sensitively...

In the process, Xiaoyuan was awake and not very awake. She felt that she was on the deck of a ship floating on the sea, without clothes, the soft and gentle rain and mist rubbed into her skin, leaving endless ripples. , And then the waves on the sea rose, she was thrown up and down, and she could only climb the reed village tightly...

She didn't know what she called or what she called, and finally fell asleep again.

When she woke up completely, the rain had stopped, and there was a note left by Wei Zhuang on the bedside table-I went downstairs to have a video conference.

She took a shower and walked to the dining room to eat breakfast after washing. She found her mobile phone. It was ten o'clock.

She bit the sandwich and sent WeChat to Wei Zhuang, "I got up."

She hasn't responded immediately. She should be busy. Xiaoyuan didn't care. She was already waiting for work on the crew at this time. It was a rare leisure time. She took photos of her sandwiches and shrimp salad and adjusted the colors. , Tweet:

"Leisure and happy morning~laugh~" She paused, and tagged #ZZ again.

The happy mood is juxtaposed with Wei Zhuang's abbreviation, which is her secret thought.

Zhuangzhuang?

She was taken aback for a moment, then she covered her lips as if thinking of something.

The elevator door drew open, Xiaoyuan came to the 33rd floor, opened the door, just to see Wei Zhuang coming out, the eyes of the two met in the air.

Between the sparks and the fire, the details from a few hours ago unfolded in their minds, like a slow-moving movie frame by frame.

——Their lips stuck together, and they kissed confusedly. Xiaoyuan was completely depressed, sleepy, without the energy and strength to "repay", all of his mind and all senses were concentrated on the body and received any touch and capture.

Xiaoyuan's face gradually became hot, she lowered her eyes and dared not look at the woman, "Have you finished the meeting?"

"Ok."

"Then go up to the 34th floor?"

"Ok."

The two walked side by side, Xiao Yuan didn't dare to lift his face, and the details in his mind became clearer:

They had a new posture, Wei Zhuang raised her leg, and she cooperated softly, letting her...

And she didn't know what was wrong, and said some extremely shameful things, like "here, but also...", "Zhuang Zhuang, you are so amazing..." and so on...

As soon as the elevator door on the 34th floor opened, Xiaoyuan ran into the house, not daring to look at the woman for a moment, and ran all the way to his room.

Oh my god, is that too ashamed?

Xiaoyuan was covering her face, and she also exposed her nickname in her heart as Wei Zhuang. She didn't know what her expression was when she heard it?

She can't go out!

After a while, Wei Zhuang knocked on the door again.

"Why, what's the matter?" Xiaoyuan's heart was still beating wildly.

"Your phone is ringing." It was still a low magnetic voice, as if there was not much emotional ups and downs, a shy resentment flashed in Xiao Yuan's heart.

Ruan Qing called to check the itinerary with her.

"Give you four days to rest, and then there will be a few interviews on the 30th, and Venice on the 29th will announce the nomination list, there will be many things..."

"Oh, um..."

Xiaoyuan listened absently, and glanced at the woman sitting on the opposite sofa reading the newspaper. She was scattered on one side. From this angle, her sitting posture was not correct, with a 35-degree angle, eyelashes and nose. It forms a perfect streamline with the thin lips, and looks a bit cold and not close.

Why is this woman like this?

I did to her in the morning... something like that, and now I don’t take the initiative to come over to sit with myself, and I don’t take the initiative to look for topics, and there is a sign that nothing has happened!

"Hey, baby, do you listen to me?"

"Hmm..."

"What are you doing? Take your ears over and listen to me!" Ruan Qing suddenly stern, shouting loudly.

Xiaoyuan was frightened, his eyes closed, and he sat down properly.

The woman on the opposite side casts an imperceptible look.

"What did you post on Weibo? What does that tag mean?" Ruan Qing asked her.

"Ah, just... just send it out."

"...I don't need to worry, right? If so?"

"Yeah, rest assured, no one noticed." Xiaoyuan nodded vigorously.

"Okay, then I will believe you, okay, I won't bother you, I'll hang up!"

"Huh~" Xiaoyuan sighed after the phone call and looked at Weizhuang again. She was still reading the newspaper. What newspaper is so good?

Xiao Yuan was angry, threw away the phone, got up and walked to the opposite row of sofas, and suddenly drew the newspaper in her hand!