Double Lover [Entertainment]

The breeze comes slowly, passing through the sycamore tree at the door.The large leaves blow gently.

The sun was shining brightly, illuminating half of Jiang Han's face, and her expression turned pale for a moment.But only for a moment.

"Six years?"

Jiang Han turned his head, straightened the broken hair beside his ear, and slowly smiled playfully: "That will be soon."

Given looked at her silently, slightly surprised.

Jiang Cha has liked her for six years—everyone can tell that the relationship between the two of them is very good.Six years, what a long relationship, it's all like this, what else does Jiang Han have to think about?

The sun at noon is too strong, a little daunting.Given slightly narrowed his eyes, folded his hands on his chest, his thick eyelashes fluttered down, his expression was a little puzzled and impatient.

Jiang Han had already got half of his body into the car, only turning his head.

"The seven-year itch, have you heard of it?"

Before Givenh could say anything, Jiang Han got into the car with a short body, closed the door neatly, and left.

The seven-year itch?

Ah.

Given thought, that would not be Ginger Tea's turn.

But having said that, she was a little anxious in her heart.

Why hasn't ginger tea come home yet?

Who did she see.

Looks like Song Baiwei?

Although Given had invested in several films she made, the two actually didn't know each other well.She only remembered that Song Baiwei's films had a relatively high overall rating at the box office and had never made a bad film, but they were not the most profitable directors of commercial films.As for the rest, she didn't care and didn't understand.

Given pondered for a moment, opened the search engine, and entered: Song Baiwei.

Information given on Wikipedia.

Song Baiwei was born on July 1989, 7 in...

unimportant.

Continue to scroll down, a bunch of award-winning experience is not important.

……

The page stopped at Love and Marriage.

Unmarried, unknown relationship history.

Given narrowed her eyes slightly, she moved her slender fingers and returned to the first page.There was a photo there, with a wicker chair in the background and a cup of tea in front of her. Song Baiwei was wearing a pure white tea dress with a soft smile on her face.

Given raised his eyebrows.

So contrived.

In his early 30s, unmarried, his love history is unknown.

suspicious.

Given struggled for a while, and thought of a bunch of possibilities for a moment, the water dripping from his wet hair dripped into a puddle at the door.

It was almost noon, and although it was spring, the wind still carried a bit of chill.Given slightly caged her hands, she was wearing thin clothes, her long hair was still wet, and coughed lightly as the cold wind blew in her face.

She quietly closed her eyes.

Then he suddenly realized that his train of thought seemed to be led astray by Jiang Han.The current her, anyone can see that she has ulterior motives and is playing with ginger tea.

She tried to control herself and not to think in other directions.

As soon as the door closed, she began to struggle again.

Song Baiwei seems pretty pretty.Will ginger tea...

She hasn't had a drop of water since morning, and her face is reflected in the oven door as she passes the kitchen.Somewhat pale, the lip color looks hypoglycemic.

Time to forage.

She doesn't usually worry about these things.In the house in the middle of the mountain, there are always a row of servants waiting for her, cleaning the room, preparing food anytime and anywhere, fresh fruits and vegetables, desserts, and afternoon tea.

The flowers on the bedside table are curled with dew.

Jiang Cha doesn't like to stay with servants, so only the two of them live here.

Given opened the refrigerator and frowned.

It was empty, a jar of jam, boxes of juice, and a bar of chocolate.

Given picked up the chocolate pickily, went upstairs, peeled off the aluminum foil with his slender index finger, and worked while eating.

Check the time every now and then.

It's been more than an hour, why hasn't ginger tea come back.

It is noon.

Both the cafe and the studio are in a bustling business district in the center, not too far from the quiet residence, only about 10 minutes' drive away.

Jiang Cha sat in the back seat, holding a paper bag in his arms.A croissant lay quietly in the paper bag, and the slight warmth and the aroma of wheat wafted through the nostrils.

Yang Yan couldn't help laughing: "It's already noon, who will eat it when I take it home?"

Jiang Cha raised her red lips, lowered her eyes and smiled.

The sunlight passed through the gray window glass and fell on her fair side face, as if time stood still for a moment.The long eyelashes were slightly raised one by one, looking light and slender, and the corners of the thin red lips were slightly curved, as if thinking of something, gentle and sweet.

"You..." Yang Yan hesitated to speak: "Let me remind you again, don't be too concerned."

Ginger Tea nodded.

Still didn't listen.

The driver put her at the door, turned around and left.

Jiang Cha went upstairs lightly and pushed open the half-closed door.A thin figure sat quietly from behind.

Given sat in front of the notebook, typing away.

Seeing her coming, he didn't look back, as if he didn't notice the existence of ginger tea at all.

"Have you had breakfast?"

Jiang Cha asked in a low voice.

Given stopped his fingers and turned his back to her and asked, "Who did you see just now?"

"A director."

"Why so long?"

"Signing the contract, there are many things to explain."

Given finally turned around.

The half-wet long hair carried a cool fragrance, and the white light instantly illuminated the tall and straight bridge of the nose. Half of her cheeks were hidden in the dark, and the other half fell into the sunlight. Her black and white eyes looked at her quietly. she.

His expression looked a little cold.

The light gray suede bathrobe was slightly untied, only one side of the lace was loosely tied, and water droplets were still wet on the collarbone, drop by drop, the sun shone on it, crystal clear and cold.

"come over."

Given said.

Ginger Tea approached slowly, and Givenchy stretched out his hand to pull her, causing her to fall on his lap.She hugged Jiang Cha's waist tightly, and her warm breath sprayed on Bai Nen's neck.

A thin kiss, lingering behind the ear.

"How's the director?" she asked.

Jiang Cha's eyes lit up, he nodded and said, "Very good, very powerful."

Given forcefully bit her earlobe.

His hands reached into his clothes and pinched her waist.

"Itchy." Jiang Cha dodged with a smile, not noticing Givenchy's increasingly serious eyes.

"You..." Jiang Cha whispered with trembling voice, "What are you doing?"

It began to drizzle outside the window, and the dry grass gradually became wet. Water droplets rolled down the tip of the grass, gradually converging into a muddy stream.

It was slippery and difficult to walk in the canyon.

The screen on the side had long been darkened, and the gray and black reflections reflected the overlapping transparent figures of the two.Jiang Cha climbed onto Givenan's shoulders, curled up her thin white fingers, her red lips were slightly parted, and her fair cheeks seemed to be covered with a rose-colored veil.

……

The curtains were half closed, a translucent white gauze.

The sun was shining quietly, and the atmosphere was quiet and ambiguous.

Ginger Tea lay on her shoulder, panting softly.

"Stop filming." Givenchy whispered in her ear.

"Huh?" Jiang Cha looked at her unexpectedly: "Didn't you let me enter the entertainment circle at that time?"

"..."

Given looked at her quietly.

She said sternly, "I don't want to think about it now, can't I?"

Jiang Cha smiled: "Okay."

She only thought Givenchy was joking.

Given frowned.

"You don't want to?" Given stared into her eyes: "I really like the feeling of being a star? Being supported by so many people."

"That's not what it means." Jiang Cha lazily pinched the loose hair on Givenan's shoulders, strand by strand.

"At least let me finish acting this time... This movie is very important to me, it's different from before."

"Why?" Given said, "Because the director is Song Baiwei?"

Jiang Cha stared at her for two seconds.

"I don't like Song Baiwei."

Jiang Cha said softly, "I only like you."

Given a thought, he suddenly felt a very strange feeling.

"Put on your clothes first...Be careful of catching a cold." Jiang Cha stood up, her legs were a little weak, but she still bent down patiently to help her fasten the loose bathrobe.

This caring word somehow pleased Givenchy, and her expression softened for a moment.

Jiang Cha was still thinking that she hadn't eaten breakfast, so she stretched out her hand, pinched the side of the packed paper bag, handed it to her, and said softly, "Are you hungry?"

Given took it, but still lowered his eyes.

Her eyelashes are very thick, and when they hang down, against the faint light, there is a kind of beauty of thick and colorful.The lip line is very elegant, white skin and red lips, like a pen drawing drawn with a few strokes, the lines are cold and hard, but the person is elegant and outstanding.

"In the future too?"

she asked softly.

He didn't look at ginger tea, his eyes dropped.

Ginger Tea's long eyelashes blinked lightly.

In broad daylight, she was very embarrassed to say these words.What's more, hasn't she already admitted it?

Her heartbeat was a little messy, and she couldn't speak, and it dragged on for a while.

Hearing that there was no movement from Jiang Cha, Given was a little displeased.

"I want you to repeat that."

Given looked at it, but there were some emotions that Jiang Cha could not see clearly and were not so sure flashed in his clean eyes.

Forced to be calm, embarrassed, and slightly nervous.

not confident.

"I like you, now and in the future."

Ginger Tea whispered.

The sound is as thin as a mosquito.

Given looked at her quietly, with a faint smile in his eyes.

Then glanced to the side.

"How much do you like it?"

she asked softly.

After saying this, her eyes lowered even lower, her slender fingers curled up slightly, and the base of her cold white ears was stained with a blush.

Jiang Cha turned around and looked at her quietly.

Little by little, his eyes tried to see her clearly from the inside out.

Then the red lips were curved, and the eyes were filled with fragments of light.

She hugged her with a smile, leaned over, and exhaled gently into her ear: "I like it very much, I like it very much."

The tender red lips rubbed against the earlobes, and the dark eyes looked at Givenchy without blinking, as if trying to capture every slight expression of hers.

"That's all you want to know."

Jiang Cha smiled lightly.

Given's thin lips pursed, he suddenly felt that he couldn't save face.

"how about you?"

Jiang Cha looked into her eyes seriously.

Probably because he bullied her too much just now, the corners of Jiang Cha's eyes were slightly flushed, the long and curled eyelashes trembled slightly, and they opened like butterfly wings.The deer-like eyes looked at her quietly, extremely gentle.

"Do you like me too?"

Given glanced to one side, his expression instantly cooled down, showing a slight disdain.

"Is this what you should ask?"

The author has something to say: This chapter has been edited again~ Does it feel more natural?

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