Electro-optical Phantom [Entertainment]

The last phone call seemed to be more than three months ago.

It's been almost half a year since we met last time, right?

Xiaoyuan noticed that Wei Zhuang's gaze fell on her, and she lowered her gaze to see the shawl she was handing over.

It is brown and black, very soft and warm, resting on her goose-white wrist.

Looking forward a little bit, she wore a golden seal ring on her slender tail finger.

"Put it on," she said.

Xiaoyuan took it, shaking her shawl away, and hung it on her shoulders, as if a soft cloud hugged her, her ears were a little hot, "...Thank you, Mr. Wei."

Gao Tezhu was standing next to her, unable to look directly, fearing that her mouth was grinning, she turned her face slightly, her eyes still locked on these two people.

She doesn’t understand Wei Zhuang’s too early relationship history. She has been around Wei Zhuang for ten years. She has never seen any special people. Two or three years ago, some extremely powerful people would pursue her, politicians, top-notch business circles. There are celebrities, both at home and abroad. In the end, there is no follow-up, and her private life is also very simple to self-check. It is hard to imagine that in the entertainment and financial circles of drunken fans, there is no scandal in her position.

Gao Tezhu felt that compared with his own boss, he was a butterfly in the colorful world.

Later, she actually guessed that her boss probably had an emotional disorder or apathy, or she was born with a sense of coldness.

Although there have been some "recreation objects" in the past few years, confidentiality contracts have been signed one by one, and a lot of resources have been given out, but the boss just took a few glances and she was not interested.

What a loss! No need to do this kind of charity!

High Special Assistant often sighs!

But tonight, she actually saw the boss "sniffing" up close-the boss knew he was "smelling", right?

I heard the boss say: "Say in the car."

Gaote glanced over, and Xiang Xiaoyuan's shoes were taller today. It looked like they were only a little shorter than Wei Zhuang. The two approached naturally, without holding hands, as if there were still invisible wires connected, and got in the car.

Today, the big boss is not in a large car, so it is difficult for Gao Tezhu to follow along. For a while, she fell into a situation where heaven and man were at war.

If you take a step closer, you can listen to gossip at the tower, or you can pack up and be resigned.

The drivers of the two cars were in the car listening to the instructions, and the two bodyguards accompanying them were guarding one by one. At this time, Gao Tezhu even felt that he was a bit redundant.

If there are no conditions, we must create conditions.

Gao Te's help was not empty at all, moved his steps without showing a trace, and approached the car.

The two people in the car did not notice everything outside the car.

It was the first time that Xiaoyuan sat next to Wei Zhuang. After nearly half a year, he hadn't seen each other. It felt a bit strange, neither became unfamiliar nor familiar.

Half a year seemed to be a blink of an eye, and the two of them were still in the same place.

Xiaoyuan wanted to let her go, so she should take the initiative to say: "Mr. Wei, I have thought about it, and I agree to renew the contract."

There were only two of them in the carriage, and the heating was around them, and the breath blended in the air.

The tassels on the skirt of Xiaoyuan were next to Wei Zhuang's trouser legs, shimmering in the dark environment.

"Have you thought about it?"

Wei Zhuang asked.

She can always express the effect of interrogative sentences. If this is in the mouth of other superiors, she may be arrogant and arrogant, but what she said is a kind of gentle and shallow questioning.

"Well, think about it, is it as good as before? I don't need you to give me any resources, gifts, pocket money."

"I can't force you to do things you don't like."

"Ok."

"time?"

"...You decide."

Gao Tezhu was close, and she almost heard it clearly. She was half excited and half emotional. She always felt that there was an unspeakable violation, but this violation was especially suitable for them.

[The beautiful scenery of the good day, the long night, you guys just talk about this? 】

[How did these two people make such an unromantic thing so romantic? 】

She grinned unconsciously, and suddenly she was so excited that the boss's eyes had already seen her through the car window.

Gao Te helped his expression straight, and Wei Zhuang lowered the car window a bit, "Alex, you have the contract ready."

"Ok."

"Let Pharaoh take you home."

"...Thank you, Mr. Wei."

The window of the car lifted up.

Gaote paused for a while, and it was no longer possible to "create" conditions, so he had to walk to another car and go home obediently. No matter, I will have a long time in Japan, and I will stay in the position, so I'm not afraid of losing food.

The carriage became quiet again.

Once I talked about the contract, Xiaoyuan didn't know what to say.

She is good at acting, and her social skills are much better than before, but in front of Wei Zhuang, she always can't help being nervous and playing abnormally.

She can't use the actor's trick, because Wei Zhuang didn't like it before.

Now what?

What to say?

Xiaoyuan lowered her face, and the gray light from the garage leaked through the car window. Not only did she not shave off her bright color, her arm skin was not covered by the shawl and fringed skirt, and her long and straight calf made her look like a flower The shimmering lily of the valley flowers bathed in milk.

After a while, Wei Zhuang realized that his thoughts had stopped.

She paused with her fingers in the air and tapped.

In this kind of intentional or unintentional silence, she said: "Come to me?" This time her ending sound seemed to rise a bit, which meant asking for advice.

Xiao Yuan stared at her knees for too long, lost the opportunity to look up at Wei Zhuang's expression, she nodded.

They didn't speak any more, they drove the car and drove them to the residence in Weizhuang.

In the quiet car, Xiaoyuan's eyelids are getting heavier and heavier. Her schedule from late October to today is full. She hasn't taken a day to rest. Now that she is slowing down, she wants to take a break for a while.

The second after she slept, she seemed to hear a muffled thunder from the horizon.

Oh, it seems that the weather forecast says there will be a thunderstorm tomorrow.

rain…

Sleeping on the spot, sleeping on the spot, is also a skill of actor stars.

Xiaoyuan leaned on the back of the chair, closed his eyes, and fell asleep. With the bumps of the car, it slid down and unconsciously moved towards Weizhuang.

Wei Zhuang's gaze came over.

She was half next to her knees, and if she didn't catch it, she would slide down.

Wei Zhuang straightened up, his left hand held her shoulder next to his knee first, and his right hand embraced her shoulder.

The shawl on Xiao Yuan also slid down, and a large piece of snow on his back was naked in the air, glowing like a pearl.

Wei Zhuang put his hand on the shawl and pulled it up to cover her shoulders.

Her long hair is woven into a vine shape around the back of her head, and a few small daisy hairpins embellish it, which makes people want to pinch the urge.

The heating in the carriage is sufficient, the atmosphere is very peaceful, and the glass of the car windows makes a slight dribbling sound.

The thunder was faintly, and the rain, which had been forecast for a long time, finally came first.

The fringe on the edge of her skirt was coolly next to her leg, like rain water poured into the fabric and penetrated into her skin.

When Xiaoyuan woke up, the car had stopped. She felt that she hadn't slept for too long, so she took a nap and suddenly felt something was wrong.

Xiaoyuan realized afterwards that she had used Wei Zhuang's thigh as a pillow.

There is also the warmth of the real thing behind, no wonder she really fell asleep for a while, her heartbeat suddenly became a little faster, I don't know if she should turn her head and look at Wei Zhuang.

"Woke up?"

Her voice came in her ears.

"Yeah." Xiaoyuan still didn't look back, and didn't get up, she responded slightly.

"The phone is ringing."

Xiaoyuan got up in a hurry, and almost threw herself into Weizhuang’s arms. She was taken aback and hurriedly sat down. She couldn’t find the handbag there, so Weizhuang took it over. The little silver bag "du "Dudu" vibrated desperately, striving for a sense of existence.

After finally succeeding in picking it up, Naijuan hurriedly yelled at the other end, "Yuan'er, Yuan'er, my God, your skirts, shoes, and jewelry!"

"Oh…"

"If you want to pay it back, you must pay it back to the brand tomorrow."

"Tomorrow hasn't arrived yet."

"Who thought you would spend the night out tonight?"

"..." Xiaoyuan's face became hot.

"Well, your outfits are all big names, a complete set of Chanel, bracelets, earrings and rings, which add up to more than one million, and the skirts and shoes are high-end RaLph&Russo..."

"You have to take care of the dry cleaning before sending it back..."

Xiaoyuan smiled irritably, "Then I have to pay back my handbag?"

"Oh. That's your own, so expensive, so you don't have to pay it back."

"Why don't I remember that I have this handbag?"

"Haha, it's okay, your dress looks very nice, it's on the hot search, and the official blog will claim it as soon as possible. Tsk, maybe, Feiyi can sign a good endorsement for you while it's hot."

"I know." Xiaoyuan didn't want to talk for too long, and talked too much about business. "I'll hang up the phone first." Put the phone back in his handbag, and then went to see Weizhuang.

"I'm done calling." Xiaoyuan said obediently, "I was walking too eagerly..." Impulsively, he was anxious to see her, but forgot to change clothes.

Wei Zhuang nodded slightly without saying anything. When the driver opened the door for them, the two walked into the elevator together.

Xiaoyuan had an impression of this place. It was the first time she came to see Weizhuang.

Single ladders and single households, layers of levels and passwords, luxurious night scenes, places that many people struggle for a lifetime can't afford.

However, Xiaoyuan feels that the rented house for her, her brother, and Caijuan is also very good. In the future, if they have the financial strength, they can buy one of their own, and the three will live together.

A house is just a house, not precious to people who live together.

The silver-gray elevator door opened, Xiaoyuan turned to look at Weizhuang, while Weizhuang looked straight ahead, like a slow motion in a movie.

Xiaoyuan entered the house, went to the room he had lived in before, opened the closet, and found a big cowhide bag first.

She took off her high heels, took off the ring and bracelet, and then went to pick the earrings. It was not easy. The diamond inlaid on it scratched to the ear, and she hissed.

"I'm coming." Wei Zhuang walked in at some point, came to her, raised his hand and stroked the hair near her ear, pinched her earlobe with cool fingers, and quickly removed one. Pieces.

Xiaoyuan didn't wear high heels, she was half her head short, her figure completely caged her.

Looking up slightly, it is the lower half of Wei Zhuang’s face, slightly moisturized lips, beautiful nose, and flawless cold white skin. Her head is turned slightly to pick the earrings and hair on the other side. Brushed her face.

Xiaoyuan couldn't react in a daze, soft and dumbfounded.

"Hair untied?" Wei Zhuang whispered, her long eyelashes flapped, and Xiaoyuan forgot to answer.

Wei Zhuang was already untying her hair, took off her hairpin and hairpin, and her long hair dangled smoothly, covering her slender, white neck.

After a while, the breathing of the two men seemed to be heard in the air.

"Hair is a little longer." Wei Zhuang said above her head.

"Ok…"

Xiaoyuan thought we hadn't seen each other for almost half a year. After "Drunk" was finished, Caimuan bought her skin and hair treatments and went to beauty salons two or three times a week.

Looking at it so close, it shouldn't be rude.

Hot searches say that she is very beautiful.

I don’t know what Wei Zhuang thinks...

Her mind was filled with a mess of thoughts, and her neck suddenly itchy, Wei Zhuang picked up a strand of her hair and went around her white fingertips.

Too close, Wei Zhuang's cold and cold voice seemed to be buried in the roots of her ears, and itchy and whistling caused a period of heat. She said, "Is the skirt untied too?"

Without waiting for her answer, Wei Zhuang's hands wrapped around her long hair and touched the zipper of her skirt.

She didn't pull it away immediately, but lowered her eyelids to look at Xiao Yuan. Xiao Yuan's big clear eyes gleamed, revealing her nervous heartbeat.

Together with the small brown freckles on the tip of her nose, Wei Zhuang's face is close at hand, and the tip of her nose seems to be one centimeter closer to comfort her.

The thunder was rustling outside, and the rain was not too heavy for a while, and the slightly cool air permeated in like mist, making the originally bright light in the room hazy.

The shadows on the carpet overlapped, as if kissing.

No one speaks.

Xiaoyuan bit her lower lip slightly, and the sunken skin between her neck was soaked in milk, and the trembling was looming from the bottom.

Wei Zhuang's fingertips wiped her slightly sweaty pair of clavicles, and she whispered, "Are you afraid of itching?"

"..." Xiao Yuan flushed, she turned her face away.

It's like flirting.

She finally realized it.

It's not quite like it. Although there are dark waves in Wei Zhuang's eyes that she does not understand, they are still clear and light.

She knows that she looks good, and since the beginning of school, many people pursued her. She understands the way men look at her, women...

That year, because of the movie "Xiao Wen", she went abroad for the first time and went to the romantic and open Cannes, France. If someone of the same **** came to tease her, she didn't quite understand at first, until she recognized the passionate and straightforward teasing in her eyes.

But she couldn't recognize Wei Zhuang's.

However, she felt that what she had warmed up from her heart was a throbbing she had never felt before.

The next moment Wei Zhuang turned his back to her, Xiao Yuan was a little bit abrupt, and she was caught by her without standing still.

Her long hair was pulled to one side, and the fringed skirt was tightly covered in layers like silver waves, outlining the outline of her body, and was slowly stroked by the woman behind her inch by inch.

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