Tianguang [entertainment circle]

Who is this Fu Yu?

Why is Jiang Yuan so close to her?

At this time, Xin Ye really wanted to hear Jiang Yuan's explanation to herself, but when she called Jiang Yuan, she only heard "the user you dialed has turned off" from the receiver.

She just felt that in this sweltering summer, she was so cold that she felt chills all over her body.

But she couldn't question Jiang Yuan just because of this, she had to meet Jiang Yuan in person.

Xin Ye packed up the script and pen in his hands, got up and walked out of the classroom a little absent-mindedly.

The playwright teacher was coming to check on Xin Ye's progress, but when he was standing outside the door, Xin Ye opened the classroom door, got out of his head and ran towards the corridor.

"Huh? Xin Ye! Where are you going!" The teacher looked at the back of the long-haired man who ran away in a panic, and was a little surprised for a while, "It's weird, usually you have to wait until the script is finished before you want to leave... now What's more important than writing a script?"

When Xinye took a taxi back to Jiang Yuan's apartment, Jiang Yuan was preparing dinner in the kitchen.

The rich meaty smell of fragrant duck soup permeated the air, mixed with the faint sandalwood fragrance from the restaurant, which attracted Xin Ye's attention.

She originally wanted to go straight to the kitchen without taking off her shoes, and ask Jiang Yuan herself what was going on.

But her footsteps stopped on the carpet at the door, she took off her shoes and put them in order, then closed the door, tiptoed to the edge of the kitchen, poked her head to look inside.

Jiang Yuan had already heard the door opening and closing.

She didn't look back: "You're back? Wash your hands and prepare for dinner." Her tone sounded like she was in a good mood.

Xin Ye obediently put down his backpack, washed his hands, opened the seat and sat on the dining table, waiting anxiously for Jiang Yuan to bring the dishes to the table.

Until the five dishes and one soup that are suitable for both meat and vegetables were prepared on the table, Jiang Yuan took off the little white rabbit apron that Xin Ye bought, sat next to Xin Ye and scooped up a bowl of soup for her.

"Thank you for your hard work, drink it while it's hot." Jiang Yuan handed her the soup in his hand.

Xin Ye didn't answer, and his expression didn't fluctuate at all.

Although Jiang Yuan was puzzled, he thought that Xin Ye must be tired after writing the script for a day, so he put the soup bowl in front of Xin Ye and continued to pick up vegetables for her.

During the whole meal, Xin Ye hardly spoke.

Jiang Yuan wanted to hide Xin Ye's affairs about Xin Tian, ​​and she was not willing to mention the reason for going out today, so she had to change the topic and talk about the old man's [-]th birthday.

"When I go to Qinghai to participate in the exhibition in early July, I will take you to meet my grandfather, what do you think?" Jiang Yuan asked.

Xin Ye took a mouthful of rice absent-mindedly, with a bulging face: "Oh."

Jiang Yuanmei glanced at Xin Ye's expression lightly, and faintly sensed something was wrong.

But since Xin Ye didn't say anything, maybe she didn't need to ask more.

"How's the script going?"

"good."

"What competition are you going to participate in?"

"do not know."

"Why don't you eat spinach?"

"I do not want to eat."

Jiang Yuan stopped his chopsticks, and his gaze followed the little white rabbit obediently eating rice beside him.

There is absolutely a problem.

Jiang Yuan stretched out his hand to grab Xin Ye's shoulder and neck, and gently stroked her collarbone with his fingertips: "What's the matter?"

Xin Ye didn't raise his head, didn't say a word, just buried his head in cooking.

The two remained silent like this.

The night outside the window has gradually enveloped the whole city, and the indoor lights of high-rise buildings seem to be brighter than the lights in Jiang Yuan's home at this time.

Before Jiang Yuan could continue to say anything, Xin Ye pushed his clean rice bowl away: "I'm full."

After speaking, Xin Ye got up and walked towards the bathroom in the room.

She turned on the faucet on the bathtub and put hot water on it to take a bath.

Ever since he received the news from Fu Yu and saw Fu Yu and Jiang Yuan being so close, Xin Ye has been filled with unhappiness in his heart.

Just now when Jiang Yuan picked up food for her, she looked at the chopsticks in Jiang Yuan's hand, and could even think of how that girl named Fu Yu fed Jiang Yuan with her own hands.

Even when she looked into Jiang Yuan's concerned eyes, she felt that Jiang Yuan might have left such eyes on that girl.

Xin Ye knew that he shouldn't have guessed so many things before confirming everything with Jiang Yuan.

But she is just an ordinary girl.

For such things, it is always difficult for her to break away from her emotions.

It wasn't until the hot water had gradually submerged Xin Ye's hands covering the edge of the bathtub that Xin Ye suddenly recovered and turned off the faucet.

She looked at the overflowing hot water, pursed her lips and sighed.

When she took off all her clothes and sat down in the hot bathtub, a large amount of excess hot water overflowed from her side and spilled onto the marble floor.

Xin Ye adjusted his breathing, trying to relieve his exhaustion from the whole day in the bath.

Outside the bathroom door, a black figure appeared.

Jiang Yuan opened the bathroom door and walked in slowly.

At this time, she tied the broken hair on her forehead and sideburns behind her head, and spread it over her shoulders casually, completely revealing that chiseled face.

She pursed her red lips lightly, and unbuttoned her short black shirt one by one.

Xin Ye was taken aback by Jiang Yuan who suddenly walked in, and quickly huddled his knees in the bathtub to cover his private parts.

Perhaps because of being soaked in hot water, Xin Ye's face was blushing slightly at this time, and a pair of smart eyes looked at Jiang Yuan timidly at this time.

"You... what are you doing here?"

Jiang Yuan was still taking off his clothes, looking down at Xin Ye in the bathtub.The expression on her face was very calm, with the tails of her eyes drooping, as if she was planning something.

Until she also stood naked in front of Xin Ye, and stepped into the bathtub calmly, Xin Ye suddenly felt a burst of blood rushing up in his nasal cavity.

Because Jiang Yuan's body also sank into the water, another large puddle of hot water was squeezed out from the bathtub.

Jiang Yuan's face was expressionless, and he propped himself up and approached Xin Ye.

She supported the bathtub wall with one hand, pressed Xin Ye's chin with the other, and kneaded those cherry-like lips with a little strength.

Her voice was cold and hoarse, like a cello playing in the water: "Why do you avoid me?"

Xin Ye wanted to avoid Jiang Yuan's restraint, but Jiang Yuan pinched his chin and raised his head, and was forced to look at those long and narrow eyes full of bewitching power.

Without waiting for Xin Ye to speak, Jiang Yuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and placed a deep and domineering kiss on those soft/tender lips.

Xin Ye gradually became a little confused in this overwhelming kiss.

She felt that Jiang Yuan was like stepping into a secluded forest full of sunshine. Jiang Yuan held her back forcefully in her arms, and her body temperature rose back and forth between the two of them. Jiang Yuan seemed to be occupying some treasure that belonged exclusively to her Own, let Xin Ye have no escape.

The steam rising from the bathroom was lingering, making the vision blurry.Jiang Yuan's lips fell down like fine rain, making Xin Ye's shoulders and neck itchy, half pushing and half watching the sweet Jiang Yuan buried in his neck.

"Don't... it's itchy."

Jiang Yuan ignored her, and clasped his slender white hands to the wall like a lock ring.

Until the hot air in the bathroom gradually dissipated, Jiang Yuan's breathing was a little short, and he brushed Xin Ye's temples at the base of his ears.

"Jiang Yuan..." Xin Ye folded her hands and was pressed against the wall by Jiang Yuan. She looked at the sexy and beautiful face in front of her with her distracted beautiful eyes, and her tone was a little weak. speak out.

Jiang Yuan gently rubbed her earlobe with the tip of his nose to calm down her anxiety.

The beauty in her arms was gritting her teeth and frowning lightly, Jiang Yuan looked at her with distress in his heart.

Feeling the loosening of Jiang Yuan's other hand, Xin Ye is like a rock climber grasping the huge rock supporting his whole body. Both hands clasped Jiang Yuan's shoulders tightly, and there was a slight tingle on her bright wrist. Red marks.

The long and smooth curly hair poured into the water, like a large piece of seaweed growing and spreading.With Jiang Yuan's deep or shallow movements, the hot water in the bathtub kept overflowing.Xin Ye was controlled by this force, and the hand clasping Jiang Yuan's shoulder turned white with force.

The chirping of cicadas in summer and night outside the window was a bit noisy, and at this time, the floor-to-ceiling windows were far away from the outside, and the heavy chirping sound, wrapped in the smell of sea breeze and lemon, spread like waves.

A piece of beauty spread in the bathroom, gnawing on Jiang Yuan's heart like ants.

The night light was half bright and half dark.

Jiang Yuan carefully covered Xin Ye's body with a bath towel, and carried her back to the bed.

Xin Ye was half covered with a soft quilt, and when she saw Jiang Yuan in a nightgown coming out of the bathroom after tidying up the traces, she tried to sit up.

However, there was a soreness under her body, which made her just want to fall asleep or curl up in Jiang Yuan's arms.

Jiang Yuan also quickly went to bed, hugged Xin Ye in his arms, and gently stroked Xin Ye's skin with his warm fingertips.

"I'm sorry," Jiang Yuan calmed down his breathing, and the haze in his eyes faded away, "I didn't expect it to happen so soon."

Xin Ye shook his head: "Anyway, it will be handed over to you sooner or later."

Jiang Yuan smiled, and gently kissed Xin Ye's forehead.

"Why are you ignoring me today?"

Hearing Jiang Yuan's question, Xin Ye pouted angrily.

"Who is the person who went to buy gifts with you today, please tell me quickly."

Jiang Yuan was stunned for a moment, only then did he realize that Xin Ye was jealous of Fu Yu.

"It's just grandpa's photography assistant."

"Grandpa's photography assistant?" Xin Ye was a little surprised, "Why didn't you tell me about your grandpa? No...why did you buy gifts with grandpa's photography assistant!"

"It's never too late to talk about grandpa." Jiang Yuan tucked Xin Ye's hair behind his ears, "His [-]th birthday is approaching, so I bought some local specialties in the capital with Ms. Fu."

When Xin Ye heard what Jiang Yuan said, his anger suddenly lost more than half.

But she squeezed harder into Jiang Yuan's arms: "Then why don't you send me a message yourself, and ask that girl to send it to me?"

Jiang Yuan sighed and smiled helplessly: "There is no electricity."

Xin Ye no longer had any reason to pick on Jiang Yuan's mistakes.

But after thinking about it, she always felt that something was missing.

Suddenly, those few photos of Fu Yu's close relationship with Jiang Yuan appeared in his mind.

"Then why are you so close to her..." Xin Ye said weakly. "She held your arm and... kissed your face."

?

Jiang Yuan froze for a moment.

Today Fu Yu did take her arm while she was not paying attention, but that was just for the old man to see.

As for kissing her face... Jiang Yuan has no memory of it.

"When?"

"Today's photo, and your birthday photo."

Xin Ye recalled the date of Jiang Yuan's birthday photo, which happened to be Valentine's Day on February 2th.