Tianguang [entertainment circle]

I saw Jiang Yuan searched around but couldn't find it, so he went straight to the dressing room and came out with a pair of white shoes.

From a distance, Xin Ye recognized the pair of shoes that he had worn and changed in the studio.

Jiang Yuan walked under the curtain, knelt down on one knee, held Xin Ye's slender ankle, and prepared to put the white shoes on her.

Feeling the warmth from Jiang Yuan's hands spreading along the veins of his legs, Xin Ye shrank his feet, a little nervous.

"what are you doing?"

"Hide it." Jiang Yuan replied calmly.

Xin Ye was confused by this answer: "What are you hiding?"

Jiang Yuan didn't answer her, but lowered his head and carefully put the white shoes on Xin Ye's feet, and tied the shoelaces for her meticulously.

Looking up at the bewildered Xin Ye, Jiang Yuan lowered his eyes and gently kissed Xin Ye's tender knees exposed under the long skirt.

"Okay, continue." Jiang Yuan stood up, ready to pick up the camera.

I saw Chang Xiaoyou holding a selfie stick with a mobile phone in his hand, standing outside the curtain dumbfounded.

The screen on the phone is a live broadcast room, the chat area swipes very fast, Jiang Yuan can even see fans watching the live broadcast sending many gifts, and gift animations exploded on the screen.

Jiang Yuan squinted his eyes slightly, and looked down at Chang Xiaoyou.

Chang Xiaoyou swallowed, and silently turned off the live broadcast room.She still has the same lightning-like appearance just now, as if she hasn't recovered yet.

"I'm doing a live broadcast... I want to promote it for you..." Chang Xiaoyou had already lost his ability to organize words.

"The one just now was also included?" Jiang Yuan asked.

Chang Xiaoyou didn't dare to nod his head: "Maybe everyone just happened to be distracted by something else, maybe you didn't see it, hahaha..."

Listening to the weird silence in the studio, Chang Xiaoyou only felt his scalp go numb.

What should I do now?what to do?

Originally, I just wanted to gain popularity for Jiang Yuan, but this person tied his shoelaces and kissed his knees just now, no one expected to come out like this?

On Jiang Yuan's usually cold and indifferent face, there was an expression that Chang Xiaoyou couldn't understand.

Chang Xiaoyou was frightened for a while: "Do you need to ask a crisis publicist to help?"

Jiang Yuan only slowed down: "No need." After speaking, he turned to face Xin Ye, ready to continue taking pictures of her.

Xin Ye blinked, looking back and forth between Jiang Yuan and Chang Xiaoyou.She didn't realize what happened, but looking at Chang Xiaoyou's appearance...it seems that she did something to embarrass Jiang Yuan?

By the time a whole set of photos was taken, Jiang Yuan had already used up a new SD card.

Looking at the SD card, Jiang Yuan hesitated for a moment, then put it in his pocket.

"Xiao Ye." She stopped Xin Ye who was about to run back to the dressing room to remove her make-up and change her clothes. "Thank you."

Xin Ye smiled sweetly: "You are! Walking around with a camera, it's even harder!"

After speaking, Xin Ye continued to take his own steps, with a smile that hadn't faded from his face.

And the makeup artist who had been standing at the door of the dressing room to observe the whole process of Jiang Yuan's shooting also showed an expression of "that's how it is".

It turned out that the mark on the little goddess' shoulder and neck was not a birthmark, but... a hickey.

Jiang Yuan drove home with Xin Ye.

After busying with Xin Changyuan's work these days, and finishing another set of photo shoots in the afternoon, Xin Ye was a little tired, and walked on Jiang Yuan's arm all the way.

At home, Xin Ye slumped on the soft sofa, stretched his limbs and watched Jiang Yuan go to the kitchen to make dinner.

Taking advantage of this gap, she picked up her phone and looked through it boredly.

Suddenly, several hot searches on Weibo were pushed out.

"Assistant Jiang Yuan's studio!"

"Jiang Yuan Xinye love confirmed!"

"Jiang Yuan tied the shoelaces for the little goddess Xin Ye!"

Xin Ye looked through these hot searches one by one with a lot of emotions.The source of the matter lies in the live broadcast account opened by Chang Xiaoyou.

Because during the live broadcast, netizens witnessed Jiang Yuan bowing his head seriously to tie Xin Ye's shoelaces and kissing her knees.

Chang Xiaoyou was thanking the fans who gave the gift, and didn't notice the situation behind him earlier, which led to the netizens seeing Jiang Yuan's actions at a glance.

There was an uproar in the comment area.

"Isn't this the majestic Jiang Da photographer? He even tied people's shoelaces!"

"Inexplicably, I feel that the two of them have a sense of CP!"

"Wildfield CP, I'll hit it first."

"..."

It seems that because the scandals of Jiang Yuan and Xin Ye have been thoroughly cleaned up, the comment area is hardly as dirty as before.

Even many of Jiang Yuan's black fans immediately expressed their willingness to turn to fans for the sake of cp.

However, there are also people who think they are rational and eat melons. They still think this is a hype, thinking that Jiang Yuan and Xin Ye are nothing more than trying to bind each other's popularity to attract the public's attention.

Until Jiang Yuan put two plates of filet mignon pasta on the table, Xin Ye still hadn't gotten out of the hotly searched comment area.

Seeing that she was watching so intently, Jiang Yuan sat next to Xin Ye and leaned on her little head to watch the content on the screen together.

"These netizens are so sensitive," Xin Ye lamented, "Someone made a special collection, collecting the news that we have intersected since we met, saying that the two of us have long been in love."

"Indeed." Jiang Yuan suddenly said this.

Xin Ye was surprised: "...you won't be playing with me from the beginning, right?"

"That's right," Jiang Yuan reached out and chopped the steak sprinkled with black pepper on the table, "After all, I lost a set of toiletries."

Xin Ye immediately pulled his long hair to cover his face.

"I... I don't remember." Xin Ye weakly concealed it.

Xin Ye originally wanted to compensate Jiang Yuan for that set of toiletries.But I don't know why, the whole set of toiletries is nearly [-], which is a quarter of the royalties she spends on writing a short script for more than half a year.

She was busy evacuating at that time, and she always traveled according to her temperament, and she was short of money, so she escaped in a moment.

Could it be that Jiang Yuan wants to get her back now?

Xin Ye had no choice but to admit his mistake obediently with his head down: "I will save money to compensate you," she sneaked a glance at Jiang Yuan, "but you haven't used up the exact same set in the bathroom, so..."

Jiang Yuan raised his eyebrows: "I don't want exactly the same compensation."

"Then what do you want? Just ask."

Jiang Yuan was quiet for a while, then looked at Xin Ye with a smile.She inserted a piece of cut steak into Xin Ye's mouth: "How does the meat taste?"

Xin Ye replied subconsciously: "It's delicious."

However, as soon as he opened his mouth, the smile on Jiang Yuan's face deepened: "I think so too."

Xin Ye faintly felt that something was wrong, but couldn't tell for a while, so he pretended not to notice anything, picked up the knife and fork from the dinner plate, and ate the steak pasta.

but……

It wasn't until Xin Ye finished soaking in hot water comfortably, washed her teeth, even applied the mask and took care of her skin care, and was lying on the bed ready to fall asleep obediently, that she finally understood what Jiang Yuan said.

Jiang Yuan has already ripped her inside and out, his lips and teeth rolling over her body.The slender fingers explored and rubbed outside the wet flowers, like a wolf in a fairy tale knocking on the door of the little white rabbit's house.

How does the meat taste?

Isn't it just reminding her secretly... TvT

Jiang Yuan himself did not expect that she would have so many and such strong desires for Xin Ye.

When taking a photo for Xin Ye today, seeing her bare/exposed snow-white feet, Jiang Yuan even wanted to pull her into the dressing room, take her a little bit, and see her crimson face that was dizzy from being kissed.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yuan uncontrollably lifted up Xin Ye's little white leg, and squeezed her ankle tightly.

Xin Ye lay on his back on the pillow, looking at Jiang Yuan who raised his ankle to his lips: "It's a little itchy."

Jiang Yuan's breath sprinkled on Xin Ye's little feet, and those shell-like nails seemed to reflect the dim light in the night light.

Jiang Yuan, with a hint of fanaticism and toughness like a wolf hunting prey, kissed the ankles of those pink feet.

The numb feeling spread all over Xin Ye's body, and she couldn't help but let out a groan.

The two lingered for a long time, until the warmth between each other could not be covered by the cool air from the air conditioner, and Xin Ye got tired and fell asleep in Jiang Yuan's arms.

And Jiang Yuan hugged the warm and fragrant nephrite in his arms, and everything in his heart seemed to be blocked by something.

After all, Xin Ye is still a little white flower without any experience in that area.

Thinking that every time he was about to go into that secret place to taste Fangze, but because of Xin Ye's frowning in pain, he forced himself to leave, Jiang Yuan felt distressed and helpless.

I'll have to put up with it again tonight.

After the film was submitted to the official First Youth Film Festival, everyone in the crew got a brief moment of peace.

Jiang Yuan is more peaceful.

Because she kept Xin Ye, Mu Sanwei and the others away, she removed her name from the film production team.

She couldn't disobey that woman's demands on herself.Even though she couldn't forgive that woman for leaving her and her father away, she still instinctively wanted to rely on her, hoping that she could change her mind.

The date to write the 121st email is fast approaching.

In the early morning at the end of June, Jiang Yuan received a text message from an unknown number.

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