The apex of the actress

Ji Yao silently turned on the light music in the car, but even so, she still heard someone "baji".

She thought that putting on the music would isolate the sound, but she didn't know whether it was because the soft music was too soothing, or someone's voice was too loud after drinking too much, but she could still hear Song Zijin's voice.

"I kissed you, why didn't you kiss me?"

Shen Xiwen looked a little uncomfortable. After all, there were outsiders in front of her. Although Ji Yao couldn't see them, she felt awkward to some extent.

She patted Song Zijin on the back lightly, coaxing her like a child: "Go back and kiss again."

Song Zijin was unhappy, and pouted slightly: "Shen Xiwen, you used to be very impatient, but today you actually..."

Shen Xiwen hurriedly covered her mouth, not letting her finish the rest.

After all, she is a boss, so she needs to look good in front of the employees, okay? How can you use the word "monkey anxious" to describe her?

At this moment, she suddenly regretted allowing Song Zijin to drink so much alcohol. This man really has no reason when he is drunk.

Song Zijin was covered by her mouth, and he didn't say a word for a long time, so he just played in her palm, occasionally making a "beep" sound of a car horn.

Shen Xiwen was amused by her appearance, as if he had discovered some treasure by accident, and praised her cuteness in his heart.

Probably this is the so-called beauty in the eye of the beholder. After all, in Ji Yao's eyes, Song Zijin is now like a mentally retarded.

And when Shen Xiwen took out her mobile phone, with pink bubbles in her eyes, Ji Yao seemed to see two mentally retarded people.

IQ is truly contagious.

The Shen Xiwen she knew before was definitely not like this.

In the past, Ji Yao usually took a taxi and left after sending people to their destinations, but now, like an old mother, she worriedly watched the two go upstairs until she saw Shen Xiwen's room lighted up through the window. Dare to leave with confidence.

When the two children arrived home, she was relieved.

But at this moment, after arriving home, little friend Shen helped little friend Song to the sofa.

Song Zijin stared at her for a moment: "Shen Xiwen, say you like me."

While changing her shoes, Shen Xiwen replied: "I like you."

"You are so perfunctory." Song Zijin poked her chest with his hand.

So Shen Xiwen was serious again, with a sincere face: "I love you."

"Then why didn't you take the initiative to say that you love me? Why did I tell you to say it? Are you forced by me?"

Shen Xiwen: "..." Are people who drink too much always making trouble for no reason?

But fortunately, Song Wuli's trouble-making memory is not very good. One minute he was still questioning Shen Xiwen's love for her, and the next minute he said before Shen Xiwen replied: "You haven't kissed me yet."

Shen Xiwen leaned over, and helplessly planted a light kiss on her forehead.

Song Zijin closed his eyes, like a child waiting for a surprise gift from an adult, with a happy smile on his face.

After receiving a satisfactory gift, she buried her face in Shen Xiwen's arms, with a bit of sadness in her voice: "Shen Xiwen, we must be together well."

Shen Xiwen knew that she was probably still affected by the drama, so she put her hand on her head and stroked it gently: "Well, we will definitely be together well."

"Shen Xiwen, we live in the era of free love, we must cherish the present moment."

"Okay, I will definitely cherish the moment."

"Shen Xiwen, sometimes I don't speak well. Don't blame me. If you are really angry, just ask me. Although I don't know how to coax people, I will try to coax you. You can't sulk with me, you can't Just ignore me, you can't let me go."

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

Song Zijin stretched out his little finger and smiled sweetly at her: "Pull the hook."

Shen Xiwen also stretched out her little finger, Song Zijin's image was engraved in her eyes: "Lagou."

Song Zijin stamped with her, and looked at her bewilderedly: "Shen Xiwen, help me take a bath."

Shen Xiwen's whole body stiffened suddenly, as if the blood in her whole body was boiling, did she hear wrong?

She must be asked to turn off the lights every time there is a love affair, for fear that she will see a little more of the spring, what is the little girl talking about?

Shen Xiwen wasn't quite sure, although she heard it clearly, she still asked tentatively: "Zijin, what did you say?"

Song Zijin, who was drunk, didn't feel anything wrong, and looked at her innocently: "Help me take a bath, can't you?"

Shen Xiwen swallowed her throat: "Yes."

She used to always think about what it would be like if Song Zijin took the initiative, but now that Song Zijin really took the initiative, her undressing hands trembled slightly.

It was really because Song Zijin standing in front of her was too innocent, her eyes were pure and untainted by lust, like a child, she even felt that she was committing a crime.

The water in the bathtub has been filled, the water temperature is right, and rose petals and milk have been sprinkled in it.

Shen Xiwen led Song Zijin over, the girl was naked, her slender ankles stepped into the milk bath first, and then she lay down, her long hair was half wet, revealing her sexy collarbone and fair arms.

If it was normal, Shen Xiwen must have done something long ago, but now, she tried her best to persuade herself not to touch Song Zijin in this situation.

After finally making up his mind to go out, Song Zijin's voice came from behind Shen Xiwen: "Aren't you going to wash with me?"

His reason was instantly rushed to the sky by this invitation.

She had only one reason to leave the bathroom, but countless reasons to stay.

Even though Song Zijin looks like a child now, she is still an adult no matter her age or figure. So, what was going on in her head just now?What are you hesitating about?

Thinking of this, Shen Xiwen immediately closed the bathroom door, took off her clothes, and stepped directly into the bathtub.

After a lot of tossing, Song Zijin's body was already weak, and when she was not moving, Shen Xiwen could barely carry her back to the room.

"Sister..." She tugged on Shen Xiwen's arm and begged her in a low voice, "It's really too bad."

But the voice was too sweet and soft, Shen Xiwen couldn't hold back for a while.

Song Zijin slept until the sun was high before opening his eyes, his whole body was sore, and his body was full of marks left by someone.

She wanted to get up and put on her clothes, but her body was too soft and she couldn't exert any strength at all, so Song Zijin could only complain and punched Shen Xiwen with a fist.

"Beasts!"

Shen Xiwen embraced her gluttonously, with a smile on his lips: "You were not so fierce last night."

Song Zijin bit her arm moderately: "Shut up!"

The memories in her brain are incomplete and fragmented, but in those fragmentary memories, it seems that every time she becomes conscious, Shen Xiwen never let her go. Dizzy a few times.

Song Zijin glared at her reproachfully: "Shen Xiwen, I'm hungry!"

Shen Xiwen hugged her: "I'm not hungry."

"Then are you going to cook for me?"

Seeing that Song Zijin was getting emotional, Shen Xiwen quickly took out her phone: "Whatever you want to eat, order takeaway."

She didn't rest all night, and she was quite tired. If she wanted to cook again, she really didn't want to move.

Song Zijin took the phone, ordered a few favorite foods, and ordered a salad for Shen Xiwen, then returned the phone to her, wrapped the quilt away by himself, turned his back to Shen Xiwen and didn't look at her.

"You put on your clothes first, then go out and change for me when you're done."

Shen Xiwen shook her head and sighed, sure enough, when she was sober, she really didn't want anyone to see her at all.

Wine is a good thing, and Song Zijin should be fed more in the future.

After Shen Xiwen changed her clothes and finished washing, she sat on the sofa in the living room and waited for her. Song Zijin came out in a very weird way. Instead of sitting next to her as before, she sat on the other side of the sofa, far away from her.

Shen Xiwen couldn't laugh or cry: "I don't eat people."

Song Zijin was wearing long-sleeved trousers, but because it was summer and the collar was not high, the imprint on her neck was still clearly visible, so she rolled her eyes at Shen Xiwen: "You must be a little self-aware."

Shen Xiwen was at a loss for words for a while, and changed the subject: "I'm going to go abroad in two days to attend the awards ceremony, do you want to go together?"

"I'm not going." Song Zijin curled up on the sofa, hugging his knees with his hands.

"Then you have a good rest at home. I have given full authority over your current work schedule to Chen Huan. If you have a suitable script to send over by then, and you are undecided, just wait until I come back."

"Yeah!" Song Zijin nodded, "If that's the case, now that the filming is over, shouldn't it be time for you to pay me?"

Whatever Shen Xiwen thought of Song Zijin, she felt how happy Song Zijin was when she heard the news that she was leaving. She thought that Song Zijin might have other plans, but when she heard her asking for money, she felt that she must be suspicious.

"I'll transfer it to you later."

"Yeah!" Song Zijin nodded again, "How many days are you going?"

"Three days at the latest."

"Don't you have friends abroad? Don't you want to meet?"

Shen Xiwen: "...do you think I came back too early?"

"No, no, you can go boldly, I will wait for you at home." Song Zijin's ears were flushed, his eyes were erratic, and Shen Xiwen could tell at a glance that she was lying.

It's just that Shen Xiwen had to go to the award ceremony this time. She thought about it carefully, and although she didn't know what was sold in Song Zijin's gourd, it was unlikely that any major event would happen.

Two days have passed without incident with Shen Xiwen. In these two days, because Song Zijin was still feeling unwell, Shen Xiwen felt sorry for her and didn't do anything else.

Two days later.

Song Zijin watched Shen Xiwen go out. She originally wanted to send her to the airport for peace of mind, but there were too many fans sending her off at the airport, so she gave up.

As soon as Shen Xiwen left, Song Zijin immediately called Chen Huan.

"Have any scripts been sent over recently?"

"Not much. After all, your movie hasn't been released yet, and you're not very famous now."

"Then take a look, is there anyone who plays the role of a coquettish bitch?"

Chen Huan flipped through the script: "There really is, but it's just a soy sauce role, playing a famous prostitute, and she is coquettish enough. In the script, she is described in the script as Bai Meisheng with a smile back and eyes, what's the matter, do you want to play it?"

Song Zijin patted the table to decide: "That's all, hurry up and contact the director to sign the contract."

Song Zijin has always been very interested in the role of the seductive vixen, but she knew that if Shen Xiwen was there, she would definitely not agree to let her play it.

But now that Shen Xiwen is not here, she can do whatever she wants.