Paper wedding business [Entertainment circle]

After drinking for three rounds, the atmosphere became more and more lively.

Cen Zhiwan asked Yang Jiabao: "Really?"

Yang Jiabao staggered on the high chair, "What really?"

Cen Zhiwan's cheeks were a little wine red, "I was meowed by Chu Youqing."

Yang Jiabao and Cen Zhiwan clinked their glasses, and there was a clear "ding dong", "You are still looking forward to it, aren't you?"

Cen Zhiwan raised her chin, 360 degrees with no dead ends, and the lights were dazzling, "Nonsense, I'm not iron. Open your mind!"

Yang Jiabao supported Cen Zhiwan's shoulder and shook it violently, "Wan Dou, wake up, what if Chu Youqing is the pillow princess?"

Cen Zhiwan was innocent, and she couldn't compare to someone who was married twice and then divorced. She asked, "What is a pillow princess?"

Yang Jiabao pushed her away in disgust, "Princess Pillow, you just suffer but not attack!"

Cen Zhiwan let out an "oh", understood, and then said, "Then I can do pure 1 for love."

Yang Jiabao slapped the table and laughed, "Cen Zhiwan, you are crazy, you little fairy still want to be a pure 1, you are the most 0 1 in the world! Happiness is barely possible, unilateral contribution, let alone long-term! Ha ha!"

Cen Zhiwan pursed her lips, and went back in disgust, "Go away, I just like people like Chu Youqing."

Yang Jiabao picked up a pistachio from the small plate, rubbed the salt away with his fingertips, "That's really cheap for you."

Cen Zhiwan embraced Yang Jiabao, quite proudly, "Are you envious, are you jealous?"

Yang Jiabao let her hold her, "Look for a fight."

Cen Zhiwan smiled, and suddenly sighed softly.

Yang Jiabao understood, and stuffed unsalted pistachios between her lips, "Chu Youqing, did she really... leave early in the morning?"

Cen Zhiwan turned around sadly, lying on the bar counter, crunching nuts.

Yang Jiabao smiled, "It's kind of scum."

Cen Zhiwan turned her face away and warned Yang Jiabao, "Don't call my wife a scum..."

Yang Jiabao threw a pistachio into his mouth, "Then when will she come back?"

Cen Zhiwan shrank, "I don't know..."

Yang Jiabao laughed again, "It's not scumbag. A standard scumbag man, oh no, a scumbag woman. Leave after eating. Are you sure you fucked her yesterday? How do I feel? It was Chu Youqing who fucked you What? Pea, talk!"

Cen Zhiwan sat up straight and raised her chin with both hands, "Chu Youqing's mother, is she really making a fuss in the company?"

Yang Jiabao is a gossip, with a lot of gossip, "Isn't it? I heard that I go to Chu Youqing's company to sit every day. The brokerage director of Chu Youqing's family has let go. He said that if he sees her mother again, he will jump off the building."

Cen Zhiwan frowned in doubt, "Which brokerage director?"

Yang Jiabao stared round his eyes, "You really don't hear anything outside the window, and you only want to find a partner. The one surnamed Lian, Chu Youqing's old manager. Oh my god, Lian Xiaolian is still lying in the hospital, you Have you forgotten? Lian Fangyu is Lian Xiaolian's aunt."

Cen Zhiwan annoyed: "How can I remember so many people?"

Yang Jiabao was overjoyed and giggled, "Puppy without conscience, why did Chu Youqing's mother take a fancy to you? Our manager He is still lying in the hospital, so you must have forgotten it too. ?”

Cen Zhiwan waved his hand, he couldn't think about it.

Yang Jiabao laughed, "He Tong and Lian Xiaolian had just finished fighting, and you turned around and married Chu Youqing, hahaha, I think He Gou is going to be mad at you, and he won't be able to leave the hospital for the next six months!"

Cen Zhiwan smiled at Yang Jiabao and said sweetly, "I'm free these few days, let's go see He Tong again. You accompany me."

Yang Jiabao's expression changed, and he was frightened and tried to excuse himself, "I won't go this time! Don't drag me around!"

Cen Zhiwan slapped the table: "If I die, I will find someone to back me up!"

Yang Jiabao: "Ah bah bah bah! Newlyweds, what are you talking about! Hurry up and bah! It's unlucky!"

Cen Zhiwan covered her face, some long black eyelashes showed between her fingers, "I don't even know what kind of marriage I got married, no wedding, no wedding ring, no honeymoon, when I woke up, my wife was gone..."

Yang Jiabao reminded her, "Friends with benefits?!"

Cen Zhiwan clenched his hands into fists and suddenly realized, "Yes! The one with a marriage certificate!"

Yang Jiabao clicked his tongue softly, and said comfortingly, "Wan Dou, you're drunk..."

Cen Zhiwan's cheeks were hot, and she was dizzy with alcohol. She asked, "Baby, do you think Chu Youqing will like me?"

Yang Jiabao's mind was not clear either, "She doesn't like you, why is she sleeping with you? Oh, friend with benefits."

Cen Zhiwan was neither angry nor annoyed, "I will take advantage of Chu Youqing, I am willing."

Yang Jiabao laughed loudly, "You little trash, you pushed Chu Youqing away!"

Cen Zhiwan felt aggrieved, and now she also felt that Chu Youqing had taken herself, and blurted out, "You're trash!"

Yang Jiabao stood up: "You shit!"

Cen Zhiwan pointed at the bar: "Aren't you disgusting, you spit all over my drink!"

Two hours later, Weibo hot search No.5——

#black-viva Cen Zhiwan, Yang Jiabao, scolding each other for rubbish disgusting#

Cen Zhiwan and Yang Jiabao hooked their shoulders together, smelling of alcohol, leaned their heads together, and sat in the car swiping their phones.

Yang Jiabao's face was lit up by the screen, "Hot searches are getting more and more boring, I even said 'shit', why didn't I write it?"

Cen Zhiwan was bored and put down the phone, "Block the words, it's uncivilized."

Yang Jiabao turned his head to look at her downcast look, without the usual shamelessness of taking the opportunity to go crazy with alcohol, "Cen Zhiwan, why are you drunk today, how much do you drink?"

As the night wind blew past, Cen Zhiwan became more awake, "Which eye sees me drunk."

Yang Jiabao became more sympathetic and said, "Why don't you go back to the dormitory today."

Cen Zhiwan nodded, her heart became clearer and clearer. From Chu Youqing's point of view, quickly finding someone to marry is a good solution once and for all.

Chu Youqing is willing to sleep with her, because a sexless marriage will not last at all, and when the time comes to divorce, won't Chu Yinghou start to be disturbed again?

It's good now, everyone takes what they need.What I got yesterday was not a marriage certificate at all, it was a friend with benefits certificate.

Great, Cen Zhiwan.

In Yang Jiabao's words, Pea, what kind of pornographic services are you providing?

Cen Zhiwan looked out of the dark car window and said nothing.

Thousands of lights.

"Huh?" Yang Jiabao handed her the phone, "Wan Dou, your wife didn't go out on location, the paparazzi took it, and it's in this city. Isn't this near Chu Youqing's company... the boulevard? Next to the park?"

In the photo that broke the news, with the watermark of the Nine Palaces, Chu Youqing got out of the car, took a bottle of mineral water from the rear compartment, drank a few sips, and got back into the car.

The silhouette is so beautiful, in her morning painting, she is like red plums in the snow, only Taoist is more delicate than flowers, some flowers can be folded straight, so that people can dream clearly.

There is no doubt that the group photo is the most popular airborne search, and it is really extremely rare for the Queen of Chu to be photographed on the street.

Picture with words: Waiting for a day, @楚尤清 entered the company and never showed up again.

There are tens of millions of comments and reposts below, and I beg to remove the watermark.

Yang Jiabao asked suspiciously: "Why is Chu Youqing so careless? So many photos were taken?"

Cen Zhiwan pushed the door open, "Get out of the car."

Yang Jiabao raised his face and burped a little, "Huh?"

Cen Zhiwan frowned, and urged: "Hurry up, my wife will come home at night, there must be no one at home!"

Yang Jiabao staggered to the ground with his bag in his hands, his high heels almost sprained, "Cen Zhiwan, Ma De, take me back to the dormitory first!"

Cen Zhiwan said softly, "It's just across the street, walk around by yourself."

Yang Jiabao was inconceivable, "Cen Zhiwan! You've changed! Whenever you step on the horse, you'll come and go as soon as you call it! You bastard! You value sex and despise friends! You're only interested in sex! You're a bitch!"

In the large one-story apartment, the furniture is crowded together, casting shadows of probing heads, overlapping each other.

Chu Youqing sat like a Guanyin, with the Kun Bao beside him, it can be seen that once he entered the door, he didn't move anywhere, and his thoughts were long.

Director Lian Fangyu yelled on the speakerphone, "Chu Youqing, I just finished my work and haven't left work yet. Are you really okay?"

Chu Youqing: "It's okay."

The descendants of Chu Ying don't talk coldly much, Lian Fangyu has long been used to it, opened the skylight and said bluntly: "It's okay, you were photographed by paparazzi today? Do you want the legal affairs to take back the photos?"

Chu Youqing: "No need. On purpose."

Lian Fangyu smiled and said, "Who are you showing on purpose? Cen Zhiwan had a good time at the bar, and became popular again. The two of you, too. It's only the second day after marriage, and you start grabbing each other's headlines?"

Chu Youqing left a note in the morning, saying that it would take a few days to come back after going to other places to shoot a scene, but there was nothing like that, it was the arrangement for next week.

She is just looking for a human form to marry, how can she really fall in love with the form of marriage?

But after one night, with physical contact, Chu Youqing's mentality changed greatly.

It's hard to say, but she actually encountered such a problem, she needs to distinguish the boundaries between lust and love, instinct and reason.

If Cen Zhiwan comes back tonight, Chu Youqing wants to understand her heart, she has never been a person who runs away from things.

If Cen Zhiwan let her stay alone in the vacant room, why would Chu Youqing care so much about it?

It was very late at night, and the luggage that Chu Youqing brought from home hadn't been completely disassembled. Chu Youqing looked down at everything in the house without any movement, thoughtful, very good, even the packing was omitted, in the future Each went his own way, each played his own way, as planned, and it was easy.

She finally got up from the sofa, picked up her bag and car keys, and prepared to go to the hotel where she usually stays to spend the night.

The electronic lock sizzled, and Cen Zhiwan carefully pushed the door in, as if afraid of disturbing someone.

Seeing Chu Youqing standing in the living room, his lacquer-like eyes glowed with joy, revealing a lot of real temperament.

But in a flash, Cen Zhiwan blushed slightly, not daring to make trouble in front of Chu Youqing. Speaking of which, when meeting Chu Youqing, Cen Zhiwan had to call her "senior".

Cen Zhiwan didn't ask about the note at all, but was surprised and happy, and said softly: "You, uh, Chu Youqing, you just came back?"

Chu Youqing turned around, turned her back to her, put down the keys and Kun bag, "Yes."

Cen Zhiwan heard some icy meaning, and explained: "I went to meet a friend, and I want to go home early."

Chu Youqing interrupted, "Go take a shower first, I don't like the smell of alcohol." After finishing speaking, he brushed his long hair and sat down on the sofa again.

He smelled of alcohol all over his body, and he was not too embarrassed.But everyone is in the circle, so the smell of wine is really nothing.

As soon as Chu Youqing gave the order, Cen Zhiwan quickly walked towards the bathroom.

She could have come back earlier, firstly, because she saw that Chu Youqing's hot search was late, and secondly, she didn't dare to drink and drive, and sat with Yang Jiabao in the car for a long time.

I took off in one breath and turned on the shower.

The hot water is dense, and the stars are hitting the white and smooth shoulder line.

Cen Zhiwan stretched out his hand to hold the cold white tile wall, exerting some strength with his fingertips.

Thinking about it, Chu Youqing really doesn't like her very much, she is really a formal wife.

Cen Zhiwan folded his palms together, gathered some hot water and poured it on his face, his long eyelashes pressed the spray, his bright and watery eyes lost some of their luster, condensed on the water vapor on the wall, and was lost in thought.

The sliding door of the bathroom slammed, and the white towel fell to the floor.

Stepping in with white jade feet, Cen Zhiwan protected his chest, stepped back step by step, and pressed against the wall.

The watery rhyme moistened Chu Youqing's picturesque eyebrows and eyes.

With her hands behind her back, she slowly closed the sliding door.

Cen Zhiwan's breathing gradually became faster and faster with the movements of her hands.

Chu Youqing walked through the water curtain, step by step, and Cen Zhiwan had nowhere to retreat.

Chu Youqing's soft lips embraced Cen Zhiwan's.

Cen Zhiwan panted softly, stretched out her slender hand, and tightly grasped Chu Youqing's perfect waistline...