Electric Phantom [Entertainment]

Late at night, Wei Zhuang was wearing silk pajamas and was applying hand cream.

in the mirror.

Her eyes drooped slightly, and her gaze fell on a piece of lipstick.

Lancome M804.

It is a rose red with a retro velvet feel, with a warmer tone, and it will have a low-key and high-end sparkle in the sun.

In addition to the seaside advertisement, there is also a close-up advertisement.

Xiaoyuan's makeup is very light, and the facial features are close-ups at a quiet distance. She holds the M804 and applies lipstick to the mirror, bit by bit.Next is a close-up of her lips.

The plump, sensual and slightly parted lips reveal a bit of white tooth shadow, the texture is as soft as petals, and the flash of lipstick makes her lips seem to be covered with dew.

Her lips are small and plump, which is very suitable for lipstick advertisements. There is no BGM in the shot. In the close-up of the lips one by one at a quiet distance, it is suffocating and hot due to lack of oxygen.

In the end, the tube of lipstick stood in the middle of Xiaoyuan's full lips, as if she made a "hush" movement, which was extremely charming.

The picture was frozen for a long time before Wei Zhuang took his gaze back.

This color is very suitable for Xiaoyuan, but it is not suitable for me.

When her stylist bought her cosmetics a month ago, she also included this new series. It was not yet on the market at that time, but she kept this color number because she already knew who the spokesperson was.

Wei Zhuang sat quietly for a while, rubbing his forehead again.

She doesn't know what's wrong with herself?

It was supposed to be over, and she was waiting for time to get used to it, but when she went to pick out jewelry at the beginning of the year, she picked the emerald gemstone almost without hesitation.

At that time, Xiaoyuan's mother had just passed away, and she had to take care of her sick brother. Her childhood was exposed on the Internet, and she wanted to do something to make her happy.

This was the first time she had prepared a gift for someone so meticulously, but after receiving it, she was rarely procrastinated, using a business trip as an excuse to fail to send it out in time.

Wei Zhuang didn't want to redeem or express anything through this gift, but simply wanted her to be happy, would she like it?

Will she be happy in the director's crew?Already adjusted to the new script?

The assistants around them all said that the director was teasing her because he was interested in her. Wei Zhuang thought she didn't care, but she asked Alex to send a gift the next day...

The result was much worse than she expected.

Weizhuang's chest line was slightly undulating, and she turned her eyes away from the lipstick. The current Xiaoyuan made her feel too strange.

Wei Zhuang's pensive face was reflected in the mirror.

Wei Zhuang feels that work can bring her all the sense of accomplishment she needs, and satisfy most of her desires. As for the so-called physical needs, she has always asked for little, but Xiaoyuan brings her a very special feeling Very novel.

She appreciates Xiaoyuan's enthusiasm and ambition for her career, her diligence and perseverance, and deep down in her heart, she even admires her talent in acting.

Besides that, she is also attracted by her physical condition.

The strange thing is that Wei Zhuang felt it the first second she saw Xiaoyuan, and her life of asceticism made her feel very keen about herself.

At first, she thought it was "everyone has the love of beauty", but with each encounter, she felt more and more intensely, which was not felt by other people of the opposite sex or the same sex.

That's why she signed with her.

Before meeting Xiaoyuan, she felt that sex was just like that, lackluster.

Until I met her, it turned out that being intimate with people is a natural thing, and every time it is very pleasant, it gradually fermented into the existence of "I will miss it if I don't have it".

Xiaoyuan is like a pool of pure and clear water, like a cloud quilt after the sun has sunburned, and like a psychedelic dream. When she gets close, the smooth water drops fill her fingertips, and the warm and fragrant breath wraps her She breathes, and she wants to explore, immerse, and stop again and again.

The relationship between them is throbbing, turbulent, and inextricably searching. She never thought that she would not feel bored, bored and bored, and she would gradually let go of her guard and recognize each other with her.

In Weizhuang's private daily life, no one has ever been so close to her life, calling her, making video calls, eating with her, hugging her, being tender, and sleeping in the same bed with her.

Set aside a large area in her own living space to accommodate another person. From the initial incompatibility, she instinctively rejected it, and soon got used to it.

Getting along with Xiaoyuan is a very wonderful thing. She has never established such a close relationship with others. In front of her, she is mostly childish and coquettish, staring at herself with twinkling eyes, and she also has A mature and considerate side.

Wei Zhuang believes that he is special and unforgettable in her heart, and he also likes her in his life.It is a very comfortable and warm feeling to see her smiling face and sleeping face when she comes home from work, or when she is tired.

This cognition is already enough, maybe, she can spend more time together, maybe she can ignore her inner resistance to her identity as an actor.

It would be great if she didn't know her purpose. She is just a tool for her experiment.

It turned out that there was also a balance in her heart. She felt unbalanced and extremely angry, sober up in an instant, and decided not to let this person affect her emotions, and ended it decisively.

After a period of time, Wei Zhuang's heart was full of resentment, and she was even more resentful because of her own resentment, so she avoided Xiaoyuan, but she couldn't not reach out when Xiaoyuan was in trouble To help her, it is impossible not to feel sorry for her, but she is also very resentful that Xiao Yuan is unfamiliar with her, and her heart cannot be peaceful for a long time.

This unbridled sense of strangeness made her unbelievable and panicked. Although others could not see it, although she would not let others see through it, she knew that these emotions were dormant in her heart.

She could ignore them in the past, until tonight, she wanted to face them face to face, dissect them, and not let them damage and grind her.

Or is it here?

In the dead of night, Wei Zhuang was lying on his side on the bed, the darkness pervaded like a tide, and everything unknown in the depths of his heart turned into a hidden object at the head of the bed, which was shocking and impossible to avoid.

When she wakes up in the business field, she is a decisive person who will never procrastinate. She has invested a lot of time and energy in Xiang Xiaoyuan, and she has done everything she can. It should be over.

This should be what Xiao Yuan wants, right?

She no longer responded to her messages, didn't want her gifts, and ignored her, so she must have regarded herself as a thing of the past.

So be it?Let's call it a day.

In the future, she will continue to maintain the flying wings as before, and let Xiaoyuan have a relaxed and free environment to grow. This is what she thinks she should do, and she will only do this, and she will not do anything else. I'll take care of it.

Wei Zhuang closed her eyes, at this moment, as if something heavy hit her heart, a hole was smashed out, and the cold wind from nowhere pierced in, she was dragged by a huge force, Pull down and twist hard.

She couldn't bear it anymore, and sat up directly, the lights turned on with her movements, and the woman's face had a fragility that was visible at a glance, and this fragility was not seen by others, it was obscure and lonely.

She simply got up, changed her clothes, found the car keys, and went out.

She found her glasses from the car and drove all the way to Junyue Garden. The light and shadow of the night rainbow reflected her silent expression.

She pressed the elevator on the 34th floor, decoded it and entered the door.

The lights came on in response to the emptiness.

She stood expressionlessly for a while, the dimension of time stretched extremely long at this moment, and the old night and the new day came to the junction.

She walked in slowly.

She avoided this place for more than half a year, but when she walked in at this moment, she felt in a trance.

Living room, kitchen, dining room, her bedroom.

There was a familiar faint fragrance of lavender in the room, and the mattress was clean and tidy. She sat on the edge of the bed, and slowly brushed the sheets inch by inch with her palm, closed her eyes, and relieved a little of her weak fatigue.

There is nothing that cannot be faced.

She sat quietly for a while, letting the memory wash away, prune, and arrange the depths of her heart.

Afterwards, she got up and opened the bedside table.

No.

It was only then that she remembered that in the past few years when Xiaoyuan was by her side, she no longer put sleeping pills on the bedside table.

She thought for a while, got up and went to the bathroom, opened the mirror cabinet, took a spare sleeping pill, and returned to the bed with a water glass, swallowed the medicine, lay down, and the darkness quickly enveloped her again.

Even after taking the medicine, she still couldn't sleep well, and the timeline in her dream was all messed up.

It seems that she is in her early 20s. She is studying abroad, living a boring and fulfilling life. She looks up at her classmates outside the window. They are in groups, like colorful and crowded fish in an aquarium.

As if separated from her by a layer of glass, she was watching coldly here, while they were laughing and laughing there.

Like 12, she ran to her mother's house, knocked on the door, yelling, why did you do this to me, why, what did I do wrong?

No, it didn't happen, she didn't go to her.

still have?

It seems that at the age of 30, on a social occasion, those men surrounded her, holding her field, and those half-probing, half-contemptuous eyes were examining her.

Behind them they say:

"What can a woman do? How does she get there?"

"If you marry her, you can still get half of Luhua's shares if you leave. She is still very wealthy, looks good, and has decent abilities."

"Tsk, I don't know how many little boys I have to raise to satisfy her."

Those faces are blank, but malicious but ferocious, baring their teeth and claws.

Wei Zhuang only felt that he was in the water, and the waves on the shore were swaying, and she couldn't reach it, couldn't touch it, and his chest gradually swelled up.

"Frances..."

Suddenly, someone on the shore called her, it was a very familiar voice, someone jumped into the water and swam towards her,

Wei Zhuang saw his hand stretched out and was held by another white hand.

Then, the other party's red lips leaned closer, kissed her, and breathed out, and she was finally able to breathe.

In the next second, the world spun and they stuck together.

The scent of lavender wafted through their nostrils, and they sank into the familiar mattress.

"Frances..." Xiaoyuan hugged her tightly, his long legs hooked her waist, his hair was caught in her collarbone, they were entangled and soft together, Xiaoyuan's breathing was wet Yes, biting her red lips, humming, sobbing, "Well, here..."

"Zhuangzhuang, you are amazing..."

Wei Zhuang couldn't help sliding down to kiss her, which made her tremble and cry even more shyly and flusteredly...

The next moment, she was standing by the bed, looking at the bed in astonishment and disbelief, it wasn't her and Xiao Yuan, she was being pressed down by others...

Wei Zhuang sat up in shock, her chest felt like it was burning, her back was drenched, her whole body was trembling as if she had survived drowning, her palms were also trembling, and the sultry anger in her eyes burst out, she grabbed the handle of the bedside table. The water glass was thrown viciously as if trying to smash some screen...

The glass made a heavy muffled sound on the carpet, reluctantly.

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