If you want to refuse after seeing it, you will still welcome it [Entertainment]

With eyes open, listening to the shallow breathing behind me, I stayed up until after five o'clock in the morning, before I couldn't resist the overwhelming drowsiness and fell asleep.

When I woke up, it was already 11:30 in the morning.

A large area of ​​light golden light came in from the floor-to-ceiling windows, covering the body of the person by the window, as if emitting a layer of soft golden light.

Layers of gauze curtains are floating, and the straight hair tail is slightly moving in the breeze that leaks in.

It's so dreamy... so unreal!

The beautiful brown eyes were closed, and the long and distinct eyelashes were slightly upturned, like a butterfly about to fly high.

The warm and cool face is also more transparent in the hazy soft golden light, the color is so perfect that it looks like a dummy carved out of cold jade.

Seeing this, I couldn't help being fascinated, and it took me a long time to wake up, and I sighed in shame: So, it is true to be addicted to women!

Thinking about it, if this person wasn't good-looking, no matter how drunk he was, he wouldn't have dragged her around.

This is the idea of ​​​​seeing sex!

"As soon as Ms. Zuo woke up, she stared at the beauty, but she fell in love with my slave?" Wen Mo, who was watching and resting with his eyes closed, felt it, took off the small white earphone on one side, and wrapped it around with his fingertips thin line.

"Nonsense." Zuo Jin would not admit it, seeing her lazy appearance without opening his eyes, the sullenness left in his heart at night rose again, and he straightened his slightly messy hair and got out of the hospital bed.

Hearing the sound of footsteps heading towards the bathroom, Wen Mo opened his eyes and looked at her back, with a faint smile on his lips.

Wait a minute, won't she be awkwardly shy when she looks at the numbers in the account?Yingying's beautiful eyes sparkled brightly, pouring out a reserve of wanting to talk.

Thinking like this, the arc of the corners of her lips gradually deepened.

When Zuo Jin came out of the bathroom, the simple round table was already filled with five or six dishes, all of which were his favorite tastes and ingredients.

I couldn't help but glance at the smiling person, thinking in my heart: My assistant has been bought!

When Zuo Jin was eating, Wen Mo was sitting on the sidelines watching, staring at him with horror, "Ms. Wen, why are you acting weird today?"

"No." Wen Mo denied, feeling happy, and his mouth began to sweeten, "It's so pleasing to the eye and happy to watch Ms. Zuo eat!"

Even if there are thousands of mistakes, rainbow farts can be solved.

"cough---"

Hearing this, Zuo Jin got a mouthful of food stuck in his throat and almost choked himself. After he could not swallow it, he coughed with his face flushed. He didn't know if it was really suppressed or because of embarrassment.

"Eat slowly, don't worry, I won't fight with you." Wen Moyu smiled, and moved over to caress her back.

"I'm in no hurry!"

As the hand on his back flicked, Zuo Jin's body stiffened, and he moved the chair uncomfortably to the side, avoiding her with practical actions.

It's not your fault, I don't say it when I should say it, and when I shouldn't say it, my mouth is like a layer of honey, which shocks me to death!

"Okay, you're not in a hurry—" Wen Mo didn't get wrapped up, and leaned his elbows on the table, tilting his head and tilting his face to continue watching.

Zuo Jin had no choice but to follow her and eat quietly.I wanted to ask her why she didn't eat, but seeing her "sexy" look, I didn't want to ask.

When Zuo Jin finished his meal and wanted to clean up the bowls and chopsticks, the perverted person had already taken the first step and cleaned up the table neatly, leaving Zuo Jin stunned.

Under her "conspiracy" gaze, she moved to the side of the hospital bed, took out her mobile phone, and found that there were several account information in it, she glanced at it casually, but didn't pay attention.

My own account, from time to time, receives charitable donations from caring people, and I am used to it.

Seeing that she didn't respond, the corners of Wen Mo's upturned lips gradually flattened, and there was a tendency to bend down.

As soon as Zuo Jin raised his head, the people who appeared suddenly came into his eyes. The sky was clear just now, but in a blink of an eye, the mist filled his mind, "Ms. Wen, what's wrong with you? Are you in good health?"

"Ms. Zuo, don't you think today's mobile phone is a bit different?"

"Is there?" Zuo Jin looked at his mobile phone over and over again, "It's still my mobile phone, the same as yesterday."

"Ms. Zuo, look inside again, carefully look at the numbers, for example."

With doubts, Zuo Jin turned on the screen again, looked at the numbers carefully, raised his eyes to meet her expectant brown eyes, and said uncertainly:

"Friday, June 2019, 6, is this?"

Wen Mo felt that he was at a loss, and lost 52 in one night. He reminded him bluntly: "The amount received is 52. You can try again."

"52, it was Ms. Wen... you transferred it?" The amount was not large, but it was not small, and this person had no debts. What does it mean to suddenly transfer 52.

"Yes, 52, Ms. Zuo, taste it carefully." The corners of Wen Mo's lips turned up again, and his brown eyes became sparkling. "Do you think it's a little special?"

In Wen Mo's anticipation, Zuo Jin frowned gradually, thinking about it, there was only one reason, and that was the person in front of him——

She really only wanted my body, and even paid for it!

Trying to control my facial expression, the brows moved slightly, and the black eyes were deep: "Are you sure?"

"Yes!" Although Wen Mo felt that something was wrong, he couldn't figure it out for a while, so he nodded along with the words.

The money is indeed transferred by yourself. Is there any problem?

It's not as expected, could it be that Zuo Jin resents that he likes her?

Can be used as a tool for her to solve her physical needs, but can't create an intimate relationship other than a bed partner?

After thinking about it, he asked, "Is that so?"

Zuo Jin maintained a gentle appearance, the corners of his lips were curved without any warmth, "That's right."

Hearing this, the light in the warm brown eyes went out, and the person returned to his indifferent appearance, "Oh——this is also very good!"

So I didn't get entangled in the numbers that all "kindergarten" children knew, and changed the subject:

"Director Chen sent a message in the morning, asking you to rest for five days before starting work."

"There is a lot of progress delayed in five days. I am fine and don't need to rest." Zuo Jin simply packed his things and prepared to be discharged from the hospital.

"The drama crew is also forced to give an explanation to the fans." Wen Mo paused, and added: "You and Mr. Lu's fans combined can overturn the entire crew. The official blog has been so noisy since last night. It hasn't stopped yet."

Zuo Jin: "It's fine to make a fuss!"

In the film and television industry, there are many dangerous scenes. If you are careless all the time, you will harm many people. The blasting team really needs to beat it.

"What Director Chen means is to let you and Mr. Lu be discharged from the hospital as early as tomorrow. Come over at the end of the labor union in the evening, shoot a video together and post it on the official blog, and the two of you will follow and repost it, and the fans will count it as an explanation."

Wen Mo, who was talking, picked some fruits from various fruit baskets and put them on a plate to wash.

Hu Zhen, Zuo Jin's manager, naturally had no reason not to come and visit. When he opened the door and walked in, what he saw was an orange-like scene.

The actress named Wen Mo was pulling her slender fingers out of Zuo Jin's mouth, and immediately froze in place, scanning the two of them with her small eyes.

Zuo Jin, who had just been forced to eat a grape, still had an abnormal reddish complexion. Seeing the stunned agent, Zuo Jin forced himself to speak calmly, "Sister Hu, what are you?"

"Come and see you." Hu Zhen has been in the circle for more than ten years. He has never seen any kind of people and things.

Talking to the person she wanted to sign but failed to sign: "I really didn't know that Mr. Wen and our Mr. Zuo are so familiar."

Speaking of which, there is still a little grievance between the two of them, and once these words are spoken, they will naturally not be too friendly.

"Maybe, there are many things that Manager Hu doesn't know." Wen Mo was softer in front of Zuo Jin, but in front of others, he was still the indifferent person.

This real Hu is ugly and narrow-minded. In [WM Entertainment] company, there are not only artists under him, but also other second- and third-tier stars.Two years ago, I was approached by an endorser of a skin care product, but this Hu Zhen used some coquettish maneuvers to cut off Hu Zhen and give it to the star under him.

In addition to intercepting Hu's endorsement, there are also occasional pushes.She was the one who created the entry for Wannian Female Second.

Wen Mo also knew the reason why he couldn't let go.

However, when she first debuted, she refuted her face in public, so she carefully remembered it.

To Wen Mo's words, Hu Zhen smirked back, "If I can't even know something, it's better not to let others know, so it's good for everyone."

Zuo Jin is a cash cow, but her golden signboard, except for the boss Wen Chuyi, anyone who dares to make up his mind will be in a hurry with anyone.

As soon as the voice fell, the person seamlessly spoke to Zuo Jin again: "This is the gift from the one who asked me to bring you."

Because of the presence of outsiders, there was no name-calling in the speech.

From the handbag, he took out a small rectangular box, pink and tied with a ribbon.

Zuo Jin stared at the box for a while before raising his hand to take it, "Thank you, Sister Hu!"

"Why are you being polite? There are many things that need to be taken care of. There is nothing to worry about about a piece of paper."

Hu Zhen also doesn't have a deep friendship with Zuo Jin, and he hopes from the bottom of his heart that Zuo Jin can continue to be with Mr. Wen, so that she can get along better in the company.

After Hu Zhen sat down for a while and left, Wen Moyi stared at Zuo Jin at the table with his arms folded.

If you didn't guess wrong, this pink box was given by that scumbag Wen Chuyi.

It also appeared on Weibo, with a pattern of red hearts.At that time, I thought it was to thank the fans and give them red hearts.

Thinking about it now, it was a show of affection.

The more I think about it, the more uncomfortable and astringent I feel.

Zuo Jin held the box sent by his ex-boyfriend, with complicated thoughts, staring at the pink box, as if he lost his soul, and couldn't care about Wen Mo's feelings at all.

After holding it blankly for a long time, it opened slowly, and inside was an expensive necklace, an invitation card, and a letter.

The invitation is festive red, Wen Chuyi is getting married, and she is invited to the wedding.

The letter was an apology and retention, and there was a long-term affection inside and outside the words, and I wanted to continue to maintain the previous relationship.

A drop of beauty's tears slapped onto the letter paper, blurring away the dried ink.

Then came one drop, another drop, and it slid down uncontrollably.

Seeing her crying silently, the corners of Wen Mo's lips moved, and he reached out to wipe away the scalding tears, but she turned her face away and avoided it.

I just heard her say: "Ms. Wen, can you let me... alone for a while?"

The tone of suppressed crying made Wen Mo's fingers curl up, slowly withdraw, and got up to go outside.