School Heroine Secretly Loves Me

"Why don't you discuss it with me." Song Nanqiao raised his hand and pinched the girl's cheek helplessly.

The investor is sleeping with the actor, and if others find out, there will be some discussions to some extent.

"If I told you, you probably wouldn't agree."

Wen Wenyao smiled. She knew Song Nanqiao too well. Song Nanqiao was never willing to put herself under the pressure of public opinion. If she told her in advance, Song Nanqiao would definitely not agree to sleep with her.

"The director will agree to you."

"I'm not only an actor, but also Miss Wen." The girl smiled sweetly, her eyes were curved, and she had a harmless expression.

Song Nanqiao sighed, he really had nothing to do with this girl.

"The rooms are all ready, let's go back to the room first." Wen Wenyao took Song Nanqiao's hand, and under the watchful eyes of the staff, the two got on the elevator together.

When taking the elevator, Wen Wenyao kept tightly hugging Song Nanqiao's arm, leaned against Song Nanqiao softly, and would hold the other's arm and shake it from time to time, just like a little girlfriend.

"Restraint, go back to the room and be intimate."

"What does it matter in the elevator?"

Wen Wenyao didn't seem to care at all, still holding Song Nanqiao's hand, refusing to let go.

When I arrived at the room, it was just as Song Nanqiao expected, it was a 1.8-meter bed.

It seems that Song Nanqiao is destined not to sleep peacefully.

Every time the two of them slept together, Wen Wenyao always had to torment Song Nanqiao for a while, sometimes it took more than ten minutes, and sometimes it took an hour or two. In short, Wen Wenyao never took the initiative to settle down.

As soon as Song Nanqiao put down her luggage, Wen Wenyao hugged her.

"Be quiet tonight, you're going to the scene tomorrow. Recite your lines for a while." Song Nanqiao poked Wen Wenyao's little head, his expression became serious.

"Tomorrow will be an appearance of about ten seconds. There will be no lines, and the script with lines will follow."

The director deliberately put some simple scenes in front, so that Wen Wenyao can get used to it first.

"That doesn't work either. To make a good impression on the director, I'll take a look at your script."

"Well, okay." Wen Wenyao was still obedient, took out the script from the bag, and handed it to Song Nanqiao obediently.

Song Nanqiao took Wen Wenyao's script, glanced at it for a while, and knew the outline of Wen Wenyao's role.

"You're playing the last princess?"

"Uh-huh."

"Are you sure?"

"There should be no problem in the early stage. The identity of this character in the early stage is a relative of the emperor. It would be good to deduce the nobleness and character that the princess should have, but I am not sure in the later stage."

"How to say."

"This is a tragic role. Later, I will change from the identity of the last princess to an exotic kabuki. The identity of the princess is easier to control, but I have to study more about kabuki."

Wen Wenyao was not sure. The director's request was to reflect the tragedy of the princess falling into the mud pit from the Temple of Heaven after experiencing the disputes of the Lunlun. He had to switch repeatedly from the identities of the princess and the prisoner to engage in psychological struggle.In the end, she accepted her status as a prisoner, but she still had to keep the nobleness that the royal family should have and her own unstained temperament.

Song Nanqiao looked at Wen Wenyao's face carefully, and had to say that the director's casting was really good. Wen Wenyao's own extravagance, coupled with a clean temperament and elegance in every gesture, is very suitable for the last generation The identity of the princess.

Acting as a kabuki may make people feel that her temperament is a bit wasted, but it is precisely this that makes people feel sorry for her.

"If you play this role well, you will attract fans. Because you have an advantage in appearance, and if this person is set in a supporting role, it is also attractive."

"The premise is that I acted well." Wen Wenyao smiled slightly, and then reached out to take the script from Song Nanqiao's hand.

She has always been very serious in her work, and has never fished in troubled waters. Now that she has decided to become an actor, she must carefully figure out the charm brought by the role and try her best to act in her true colors.

Under Song Nanqiao's gaze, Wen Wenyao took the initiative to sit on the desk and began to study the script carefully, looking extremely serious.

Song Nanqiao: "I'm so relieved."

System: "It's a good thing for children to work hard in their careers."

One person, one system exited the room very sensibly, and ran downstairs to the billiards room to play billiards, which can be regarded as leaving a separate space for Wen Wenyao.

Wait around ten o'clock in the evening.

Song Nanqiao received news from Wen Wenyao.

Wen Wenyao: I've studied the script for tomorrow to the point where I don't understand it, so I'm going to bed soon.

Song Nanqiao: Mmmm

When he returned to the room again, Wen Wenyao was already taking a shower, and the script from just now was on the table. Song Nanqiao cast his gaze over it, and what he saw were traces drawn with a pencil.

"It's really hard work." Song Nanqiao expressed satisfaction.

"If you are satisfied, reward your little cutie with a sweet goodnight kiss." Wen Wenyao came out of the bathroom wearing a bath towel.

On the snow-white shoulders, there are water droplets that have not been wiped off.

The girl who had just taken a shower had a slight mist on her cheeks, and was flushed by the hot air. She looked extremely pure, and what she said just now seemed a little playful and cute.

Before Song Nanqiao could speak, the girl threw herself into her arms, raised her head, and looked at Song Nanqiao expectantly with her watery eyes.

Of course Song Nanqiao knew what she was thinking, and kissed the girl before she could open her mouth.

A sweet kiss.

Song Nanqiao hugged Wen Wenyao's slender waist, brought her into his arms, and wrapped her in a bath towel by the way.

"Rest early, we will be filming tomorrow."

"it is good."

After getting Song Nanqiao's goodnight kiss, Wen Wenyao was as happy as if he got candy. Like a child, after drying his hair, he lay on the big bed.As soon as Song Nanqiao turned off the light, he fell asleep peacefully.

the next morning.

Before dawn, Song Nanqiao called Wen Wenyao up.

The agent was already waiting outside the door.

The scenes to be filmed today need to be filmed at sunrise, so before six o'clock, Wen Wenyao has to go to the set to put on makeup and prepare for filming. The director's request is that it is best to do it all at once.

Song Nanqiao, who is the girlfriend and the organizer, naturally had to go with her with sleepy eyes.

Under the illumination of the white weaving lamp, the makeup artist on the set was adjusting the lipstick color for Wen Wenyao.

"Miss Wen's skin is very good, and her facial features are also very good, just like the rumors." The makeup artist looked at Wen Wenyao in the mirror, constantly amazed.

"What's the rumor?" Wen Wenyao asked curiously.

"The staff or the director who have met Ms. Wen all praised Ms. Wen for her excellent looks. Even with a pure and natural makeup, she can beat all the actresses in the entertainment industry."

"Thank you, but I will pay more attention to my acting skills." Wen Wenyao thanked him, and began to look at himself in the mirror.

She remembered that Song Nanqiao seemed to be a face-controller too.

At first, Wen Wenyao didn't pay much attention to such things as appearance, but now it seems that he has given himself too many surprises.Sometimes, Wen Wenyao wondered if Song Nanqiao would fall in love with her so quickly if it wasn't for this skin.

"Xiao Wen, the director is calling you."

The manager, Sister Lan, rushed over, ready to take Wen Wenyao there.

"Okay." Wen Wenyao got off the chair, followed behind the manager, turned on the lights, and walked to the shooting location.

Song Nanqiao was waiting for him at the shooting location.

The first time Wen Wenyao saw Song Nanqiao, he was in a great mood, and Song Nanqiao was also smiling, and made a cheering gesture to Wen Wenyao beside him.

"Xiaowen is standing here. You don't need to read lines for this shoot. It's not difficult. What you need is to leave a glimpse of the sunrise at sunrise. Remember, don't be too deliberate. Go to the camera."

Because it was the first time to shoot, the director was carefully guiding Wen Wenyao, and the photographers next to him were constantly adjusting their positions.

Finally, when the sun rose and a ray of sunlight hit Wen Wenyao's cheek, the director called action.

Under the warm sunshine, the 16-year-old princess turned her head slowly because she heard someone shouting...

Smart facial features with a gentle smile, clean temperament coupled with pure girlishness.

Time seems to be frozen at this moment, as if when she turned her head, the world took on color...

Song Nanqiao held her breath and froze for a moment, now she finally understood what it means to "look back and smile at Bai Meisheng, Liugong Fendai has no color"

Looking at the screen recorded on the computer in the background, the director was also very pleasantly surprised. He patted his thigh and said excitedly.

"It's really amazing, even a computer can't synthesize this face."

Then hurriedly called cut.

Hearing the director call cut, the staff put down the camera in their hands, and the manager hurriedly took out a down jacket, pretending to put it on Wen Wenyao.

"No need, Sister Lan, I brought clothes."

"Really? I didn't see you take it just now."

"In her hands."

Wen Wenyao glanced at Song Nanqiao who was standing in the distance, stunned, and walked in front of Song Nanqiao with small steps.

"Is your girlfriend good-looking?"

"It's beautiful." Song Nanqiao started to pick up the words.

"Your girlfriend is cold now, what should you do?"

"I should give you the coat." Song Nanqiao was taken aback for a while, and handed over the coat in his hand.

"No, you should hug me."

Wen Wenyao didn't pick up Song Nanqiao's coat, but leaned against Song Nanqiao's arms as if he lost his strength, absorbing the warmth from Song Nanqiao's body.

"Then you have to wear a coat." When Wen Wenyao hugged her, Song Nanqiao took the opportunity to cover Wen Wenyao with the coat.

He even zipped her up.

"There is no play this afternoon, you accompany me to play here."

Wen Wenyao took out his mobile phone.

She had already planned it out, and it happened that these two days were relatively easy, and since the scenic spot was very close to the shooting location, Wen Wenyao planned to go play with Song Nanqiao for an afternoon.

"what do you want to play?"

"Go to the playground, I heard there is a food street over there."

"Pfft, naive, I'm almost in my third year of high school, and I still go to the playground."

"Hmph, can't high school students go? From now on, you will take me there once a year."

Wen Wenyao snorted dissatisfiedly, like a kitten, seemed to be aggrieved.

Although I am so old, I have never been to an amusement park. After finally catching a chance, Song Nanqiao actually said that he was naive. It's really...too much.

If he was in the room now, Wen Wenyao would definitely bite Song Nanqiao hard to vent his dissatisfaction.

"Okay, okay, I will take you there once a year."

Song Nanqiao nodded in agreement on the surface, but in fact he secretly called childish twice in his heart.

"Come with me to breakfast."

"Good big star."

The two walked in tandem, and the manager standing in the distance looked at this scene suspiciously.

I seem to have seen that investor once. Before Wen Wenyao signed the contract, the boss seemed to have a good relationship with Wen Wenyao, and now they live together directly.

If it was a male boss, the agent would not dare to imagine it, but Song Nanqiao is a girl, and she is about the same age as Wen Wenyao, so the agent did not guess the relationship at the first time.

In the end, Song Nanqiao could only be attributed to the identity of the rich second generation lady.

Keep a suspense.

Wen Wenyao's side.

After the two had breakfast, Wen Wenyao was urged by Song Nanqiao to read tomorrow's script for a while, and Song Nanqiao took her out after the two of them finished their lunch.

Wen Wenyao wore a hat and a mask. There are actually not many people here, so it shouldn't be easy to be spotted.

Originally thought that Wen Wenyao was here to play a project, but along the way, Song Nanqiao watched Wen Wenyao buy snacks from various roadside stalls, eating everything from sweet to spicy.

The girlfriend bought it in front, and Song Nanqiao was carrying the bag in the back.

"Eat less sweet and spicy food, or you will get acne." Song Nanqiao frowned. Acne is a taboo for celebrities.

"No, I've never had acne." Wen Wenyao took a bite of a strawberry covered in syrup, and there was a clicking sound. The fruit, with some sugar, brushed across the girl's rosy lips, and swallowed slowly down.

"Eat a little too."

Wen Wenyao handed the snacks to Song Nanqiao's mouth.

"I always let me eat leftovers, but this time I actually gave me strawberry farts." Song Nanqiao didn't agree.

"Then I'll eat what you've eaten." Wen Wenyao bought another bunch, asked Song Nanqiao to eat first, and then ate the rest by himself.

"There is a scenic spot over there." Wen Wenyao pointed to the wooden sign.

Picked up the camera from the bag, wanting Song Nanqiao to take a picture of her.

Song Nanqiao naturally understood what she meant, took over the camera wisely, and began to take pictures of the girl in front of her.

"You stand on the steps, it looks better when you take pictures."

"it is good."

Wen Wenyao stood on the steps, tilted his head slightly, and raised the corner of his mouth intentionally or unintentionally, with an imperceptible smile.

The winter sun shone warmly on her body, and with a click, an extremely beautiful photo was taken.

Wen Wenyao looked at Song Nanqiao below, Song Nanqiao's whole body was covered by the sun.

No one around.

Wen Wenyao walked up to Song Nanqiao with strides.

"What's the matter? Did you stop shooting?" Song Nanqiao asked patiently.

"No, I thought of the first time we met."

Standing in front of her, Wen Wenyao's eyes began to soften. The moment Song Nanqiao looked into her eyes, his whole body sank...

There was a tinge of pink on the girl's fair and tender face, showing her girlish shyness unreservedly.

Wen Wenyao was the same when they first met, so shy and cute.

"Time flies so fast, it always feels like we've been together for a long time."

Song Nanqiao stroked her face and said dotingly.

"Because I've done everything with you." Wen Wenyao bit his thin lips, and then, taking advantage of his stepping on the steps, he leaned down and kissed Song Nanqiao.

The girl's lips are very soft, like two pieces of candy, which can always give Song Nanqiao endless aftertaste.

"Don't say such things during the day."

"Then let's talk tonight."

After the kiss, Wen Wenyao hugged Song Nanqiao and relaxed his body. Song Nanqiao was a little taller than her, and Wen Wenyao was lighter, so Song Nanqiao could directly lift her up.

"You carry me on your back." Wen Wenyao put his arms around Song Nanqiao's neck.

"it is good."

Hearing this, Song Nanqiao really squatted down, and then the girl's soft body pressed down.

Wen Wenyao was very light, and Song Nanqiao picked her up almost without any effort.

"Nan Qiao."

"Ok?"

"Carry me into your heart."

"Is Miss Wen so romantic?"

"Only romantic to you, because I love you."

"Are you talking about love?"

"Of course, no matter how long it takes, I will take the trouble to say those three words in your ear."

Wen Wenyao exerted strength in his hands, and the hug became tighter, and the two soft areas on his back became more and more obvious.

"Did you feel it?" Wen Wenyao blushed and whispered in Song Nanqiao's ear.

"It feels...here, don't hug her so tightly..." Song Nanqiao suddenly felt a little out of breath, and his ears were still numb.

This woman...really is.

……

In the evening, the two returned to the hotel exhausted. Song Nanqiao took all the things he bought today back to the room.

Afterwards, he took Wen Wenyao to the restaurant downstairs for a simple dinner.

"There is a shooting task tomorrow, so I will rest early today." Song Nanqiao cut Wen Wenyao's steak and reminded him softly.

"Ah."

In this kind of matter, Wen Wenyao is extremely obedient, and he should do his own business well first.

Wait until the two of you are going to sleep.

Song Nanqiao immediately turned off the lights, so that he could sleep faster.

Maybe it was because I was very tired from playing today, after giving Wen Wenyao a goodnight kiss, the girl lying next to Song Nanqiao fell into a deep sleep, her breathing was steady, she should have slept well.

Seeing this, Song Nanqiao didn't dare to make a sound, covered herself with a quilt, and finally fell asleep in a daze.

Late night

The girl next to her frowned slightly, sweating.

"Song Nanqiao!"

Wen Wenyao woke up suddenly. In the dark night, her breathing began to tremble. Her pupils were a little moist, and her eye sockets were still red, as if she had been frightened.

In a hurry, Wen Wenyao hugged Song Nanqiao who was still sleeping, sobbing silently, unwilling to let go.

"What's the matter..." Song Nanqiao was naturally awakened. When she opened her eyes, she saw the girl's red eyes in the dark night.

"Are you okay?!"

All of a sudden, Song Nanqiao didn't feel sleepy at all. She straightened up, hugged Wen Wenyao in her arms, gave her a pat on the back, and kept yelling words like "it's okay" and "I'm here" over and over again. He coaxed Wen Wenyao again and again.

"Song Nanqiao..."

"Ok?"

"I am afraid."

"What are you afraid of? Can you tell me?" Song Nanqiao put his chin on Wen Wenyao's head and hugged him a little tighter.

"I dreamed..."

Just after saying three words, Wen Wenyao began to sob in a low voice, intermittently, unable to utter a complete sentence.Song Nanqiao listened and felt distressed.

"It's okay, don't be afraid, just talk about it." She kissed Wen Wenyao's eyebrows.

"I dreamed...dreamed that you were shot, and dreamed that you...in the fire, only half of your face remained...after that, I never saw you again, I kept looking, but But there is no news." When she said this, the girl's tears were already dripping down.

Wen Wenyao couldn't continue, so he could only hug Song Nanqiao, suppressing his crying.

"Dreams are always the opposite. Maybe I will get better luck recently. Don't think too much." Song Nanqiao felt relieved when she heard that it was a dream. She didn't believe in dreams.

"It's so real, it's the same as my own experience..."

Wen Wenyao was afraid for no reason. This dream was different from the past. It brought her a real sense of fear and oppression, as well as the pain of seeing her lover die but being powerless, as if her heart had been torn apart. Usually, she never wants to experience it for the second time.

"Don't be afraid, am I still fine now?"

"Then you promise me that you are not allowed to go out casually at night, and don't get close to dangerous places." Wen Wenyao was still worried, hugging Song Nanqiao, and now she just wanted to hide Song Nanqiao well, in a safe place .

"Okay, I promise you."

Song Nanqiao grabbed her hand and hooked her up.

"Keep your promise." Wen Wenyao wiped away his tears with a tissue, and after pulling the hook, he held Song Nanqiao's hand behind his back.

"Ah."

"If something happens to you, I won't live alone..."

"Don't say such things."

Song Nanqiao covered Wen Wenyao's lips.

Then he said, "Of course I'll be fine, don't worry."

For this reason, Wen Wenyao calmed down, lay down on the bed again, and fell asleep peacefully in Song Nanqiao's arms.

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