Double Lover [Entertainment]

The sound of water stopped.

After taking a shower, Jiang Cha pushed open the bathroom door and walked out slowly.

She habitually went to see Givenchy, and found that she was sitting on the bedside, with a plate of sliced ​​watermelon on the bedside table beside her.

Given's gaze drifted out of the window.

She was wearing a smoky gray shirt with a large lapel, with a white collarbone and two white buttons on the chest all the way to the waist.The long legs under the black tube skirt are stacked one behind the other, straight and slender, thin but powerful.

"I'm fine, it's your turn."

Jiang Cha lowered her eyes and said softly.

She caught a glimpse of the watermelon on the fruit plate, pursed her red lips, and poked a piece into her mouth with a bamboo stick.

This is not a seasonal fruit, but it tastes sweet and delicious, icy sweet.

Givenchy kept looking at her from the corner of his eye.

Maybe it was because he just came out of the bathroom, his cheeks were slightly flushed by the long-term heat, like a blush in the snow, soft and lovely.Then Jiang Cha lowered her head, her white fingertips danced lightly on the screen, and the corners of her lips curved.

Given raised his eyelids and looked at her.

Who is she talking to?

How could she be so happy chatting with others.

Jiang Cha raised her eyes, and looked at Givenchy with pure and bright eyes, as if wondering why she was still sitting there.

Given turned around in embarrassment.

She lowered her head and turned to work. Although her expression was calm, there was a trace of uneasiness.

This anxiety made her stand up again, find the bathrobe from the closet, and take a bath with the towel.

Who is she talking to?

Given was thinking about it when he turned on the shower switch, was thinking about it when he squeezed out the shower gel, was thinking about it when he put on a bath towel after taking a shower, and was still thinking about it after changing into a bathrobe.

She put on the watch that was in the locker under the mirror.

From the corner of the eye, he glanced at the sapphire blue dial on his wrist.

The thin silver-white pointer trembled, pointing to eleven fifteen.

OK, half an hour has passed.

Given came out of the bathroom door expressionlessly, without saying a word.

After a while, I shrank under the quilt and asked sullenly, "Still chatting?"

Jiang Cha felt that she seemed extraordinarily cold.

"Yes."

Given turned over:

"Then you can continue talking."

"what happened to you?"

Jiang Cha noticed that she was curled up into a ball, her face was pale, and she seemed to be suffering, so she asked, "Stomach pain? Or is it stomach pain?"

Given: "It's okay."

It's all right.

Jiang Cha was communicating with several leading actors in the group about the play, and he didn't devote his energy to pondering Givenchy's thoughts.We talked for too long, and even forgot her existence for a while.

After a long time, Given suddenly said: "You don't care about me so much, aren't you afraid of losing me?"

Jiang Cha turned her head and saw a raised figure under the quilt: "..."

She stood up, put the phone screen down on the desk, took a deep breath, and turned off the light.

"Go to sleep."

In the silence of the night, Given had been waiting, waiting for Jiang Cha to respond with something so that she could feel at ease.As a result, after a long time, I didn't hear anything. Ginger Tea was still sleeping with her back to her, her long hair scattered on the lavender-scented pillow, quietly.

Given then turned over and turned his back to her.

Perhaps it was because the fragrance of flowers and plants filled in the pillow spread out, the ginger tea thoughts were a little confused, and I fell asleep in a daze, as if I had a dream.

The light in the dream was very dark, the dim chandelier cast light from the ceiling, and the light and shadow fell on a woman in front of me.

Long hair, thin.

But the woman's face was always covered with a layer of veil, and she couldn't see clearly, only her hands were remembered.

Thin hands with slender knuckles, cold white complexion slightly transparent, light blue blood vessels and slightly protruding tendons on the back of the hands are clearly visible.Jiang Cha squeezed her hand, kissed her fingertips lightly, from the fingertips all the way to the back of her hand.

Raising his eyes, he bumped into a pair of black and white eyes, his eyes were dim.

Ginger Tea smiled, swallowed a knuckle, and sucked it gently.

It seemed to be raining all the time in the dream, there was always the sound of raindrops beating on the windowpane outside the window, and the air was also wet and sticky.The rainwater passed through the branches and fell among the grass, drop by drop, and slowly slid down, crawling out a winding wet mark on the muddy path.

The rhythm of nature, one click at a time.

Ginger Tea bit her shoulder, tightly clinging to her bare and beautiful back, curled up and scratched her slender fingertips lightly, pinched the tip of a thick black curly hair with her fingers, and only made a vague nasal sound.

Clearly, waking up covered in fine sweat, Jiang Cha opened and closed his lips slightly, as if in a daze.

Last night seemed to be a dream.

Also quite fragrant.

I have forgotten most of the things in the dream, I only remember the hot and humid feeling, but I can't remember anything else.

ten o'clock in the morning.

New Entertainment Media, manager Yang Yan's office.

"That's it."

Yang Yan picked up the glass at hand, bent down to take a cup of hot water, and explained to Jiang Cha without haste: "The honeymoon program group has changed the rules again, this time there is no need for two people to share a room. Everyone It's a single room."

"Ah."

Jiang Cha's eyes fell on the script of the scene to be filmed in the afternoon, and the tip of the pen drew a mark.

"You think about it again?" Yang Yan raised her eyebrows slightly.

"it is good."

Ginger tea still didn't respond.

As an agent, Yang Yan can be said to be the type who treats her very well.

Some people have a very bottom line in life, and Yang Yan is that kind.She does not force, but only urges and suggests, and almost every time she chooses, she will seriously consider issues from the standpoint of ginger tea.

Ginger tea is very grateful to her.

But this time is different.

Yang Yan raised her eyes and looked at her carefully.

The base of ginger tea is very good, this time she came out with almost no make-up, but her lips are red and her teeth are white, and her eyes are naturally charming and beautiful. When she sits there casually, she is so amazing that people can’t take her eyes off, like a painting .

Participating in variety shows, the cast is relatively comprehensive, some are responsible for humor, some are responsible for making jokes, some are serious, and some are purely responsible for beauty.

But she felt that besides being pretty, ginger tea had many other advantages.For example, she has a gentle personality and never loses her temper; for example, she is diligent in her hands and feet, and often inadvertently helps others to do some trivial things, for example, she is very kind...

Of course, own artists, with their own filters, are pleasing to the eye no matter how they look.

Yang Yan really hoped that she would participate.

More or less, I can start over by tearing off the former infamy and annoying labels.

Yang Yan sighed softly.

She knew that Jiang Cha was docile on the outside, but was always stubborn on the inside.

"Are you sure you don't want to go?"

Yang Yan thought for a while, and explained to her: "In the last episode, there was an actor who was in a similar situation to you. He didn't want to be tied up and hyped. He refused to participate in the show and refused to fire the CP. She looks very backbone, doesn't she? But you guessed that she What happened next?"

"..."

"It didn't take long for her to pass away slowly."

Ginger Tea's nib hovered for a moment without making a sound.

"You have to consider the possible adverse effects of refusing to participate. In the last program, the program group also used a similar method to create momentum, announcing the list of invited guests first, so that the audience can look forward to it. In this way, if everyone waits If any of the famous stars did not participate, if they refused, everyone would feel disappointed."

"The audience is disappointed, do you think it's okay?"

"Reality show, how good it is to shorten the distance between the screen and the real actors."

Jiang Cha lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and said softly, "I'm an actor, and it's enough for me to concentrate on acting."

"You are so childish."

Yang Yan said: "Times have changed a long time ago. Now who doesn't need to participate in a variety show, and then post a few drafts to set up a pleasing character design? Being able to participate in such a popular show, it's too late to be happy if it's someone else."

"What a great opportunity, you really don't want it?"

"No." He refused coldly.

"If you really let go and don't care anymore, why make such a compromise for one person." Yang Yan pinched the cup again, took a sip of water, and said seriously: "Tomorrow is the last day, I am waiting to give the program team an answer. "

Jiang Cha asked softly, "What are the arrangements for the show?"

"It's just a group of people doing tasks according to the director's request. It's a normal variety show, nothing. Maybe the only intimate contact is a small random punishment that will be given when the task is not completed."

"punish?"

Jiang Cha lowered his eyes, his red lips trembled, and asked softly: "There is still this kind of punishment, even if I agree, can Givenchy agree to participate?"

Yang Yan smiled: "Mr. Ji agreed when someone invited him for the first time."

Ginger tea was a bit of a surprise.

Outside the window, the wind gently swayed the branches of the banyan tree, and the light brown whiskers fluttered gently.

In the faint halo, her expression was blurred.