bait [entertainment circle]

◎Do you want to take an oath of sovereignty? ◎

"Isn't it... tears?" Si Er's reddish eyes were blurred, his white fingers rested weakly on Shang Lingjue's shoulder, and he bit his lips lightly, cold and lustful.

Shang Lingjue was still wrapping around Si Er's slender waist, his loose long hair was as bright as lacquer, and his narrow eyes were filled with dark colors, "Yes, sister, try it yourself."

Seeing that Si Er still looked hazy and out of the situation, Shang Lingjue chuckled, and took the initiative to hook Si Er's hand to let her feel it for herself.

The next moment, through the thin lenses, Shang Lingjue could also see the shock and shame in Si Er's glowing peach eyes.

"Ah, Shang Lingjue, it's all your fault."

After being stunned for three seconds, Si Er buried his eyes in Shang Lingjue's arms with his eyes closed.

The small voice that was about to break was full of coquettishness.

"Sister," Shang Lingjue frowned slightly, and said in a gentle voice, "How can you blame me, you insisted on sitting up."

At this time, S Er's beautiful cheeks in front of Shang Lingjue were puffy, and his thin and white skin glowed with a heart-warming glow.

On the screen behind them, the princess played by Sier in the movie is wearing moon-white sleeves and dancing by the lake covered with cherry blossom petals.

Seeing that Shang Lingjue was looking at him with scorching eyes, Si Er's heart skipped a beat, and then jumped even more restlessly.

The woman's soft fingertips grasped Shang Lingjue's collar, her snow-white half-curved body swayed lightly, and her skin was filled with a faint fragrance. As the two of them breathed and smelled each other, she asked in a delicate voice, "Ah Ling, what should we do?"

Feeling the steady stream of warmth, Shang Lingjue slightly raised his black eyelashes, and said meaningfully: "You can sit back in your seat."

"It's dirty over there," Si Er wrinkled his small and upright nose, "Don't."

The woman's eyes fluttered, her eyes were charming, and the gold-rimmed glasses reflected the lingering light, which was cold and sharp.

The sleeves slid off with her movements, revealing a slender and weak wrist, with icy muscles and bones, as if it would break if touched.

"My place is clean?" Shang Lingjue's long and slender eyes were deep in color, with dark rolling faintly.

"Well, clean."

Si Er's legs were crossed, and the calf under the A-line skirt was soft and soft, with a faintly stretched graceful arc, revealing a jade-like texture, and the emeralds on the ankles dangled like spring leaves falling on the heart, which made her feel beautiful. It's unbearable.resistance.

"Sister, this sitting position will be uncomfortable." Shang Lingjue lowered his eyes and tried to calm down by taking a deep breath. As a result, all the women's slender waists and long legs were in his sight. "You said you didn't like it before."

"Is there?" Si Er looked at Shang Lingjue, his delicate and delicate brows were slightly frowned, and he became majestic with his dazzling beauty, "I never said that."

Shang Lingjue: "..."

People who pretend to be asleep can never be woken up, especially Si Er, who is now "lying" in front of his face, and his face is not red and his heart is not beating.

After the "prestige" of the beauty with bright eyes and white teeth passed, she softened into a beautiful and well-behaved kitten, buried in Shang Lingjue's neck, and pinched the tip of Shang Lingjue's ear restlessly with her left hand, "A Ling, aren't you going to take responsibility?"

"What are you responsible for?" Shang Lingjue's beautiful eyes flashed a faint smile, and his decadent and world-weary delicate eyebrows were filled with bright feelings.

"I never did this before, it's all because you are so good-looking." The woman's red lips covered Shang Lingjue's small ears, her white teeth flicked, "I want you to make it up to me."

The tips of Shang Lingjue's ears were red, and after her body trembled slightly, she realized that the delicate and tender skin on Si Er's thin and white waist was faintly red.

Like a crushed rose printed in snow, soaked in crimson rose dew.

"Sister," Shang Lingjue quickly weakened the strength in his hands, "Does your back hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt."

Then, the woman pursed her lips and said, "But it can hurt."

**

After a long time, the movie has already finished playing.

"Does the injured hand hurt now?"

Shang Lingjue stroked Si Er's long hair lightly, and asked soothingly.

S Er lazily raised his eyelashes, his peach blossom eyes were still filled with physiological tears, and he gave Shang Lingjue an annoyed look, his weak voice was low and hoarse.

"It doesn't hurt, it just doesn't have much strength."

"Then... does your back hurt?" Shang Lingjue leaned back on the chair and moved a little to make Sier more comfortable.

"You also know that your waist will hurt," Si Er wanted to bite Shang Lingjue again, but thinking about biting her off just now, he rubbed Shang Lingjue again with distress.

However, just now Shang Lingjue was not obedient at all, and now he is pretending to be a wolf with a big tail to care about her, I hate it to death.

And the movements are much more skillful than before, and I don't know if I practiced secretly.

Thinking of this, Si Er's heart felt sour and astringent, his beautiful and moist lips were tightly pressed, and he looked like he was about to lose his temper.

"Sister, what's the matter?" Shang Lingjue looked sideways at Si Er, who was playing a survival game.

"Ah Ling, Xiao Yun came to me to ask about your situation before."

Sier shrank into Shang Lingjue's arms, and lazily placed his thin, white and slender fingers on the cinnabar mole on the tip of Shang Lingjue's ear.

She decided to take a roundabout tactic.

"When?" Shang Lingjue moved his hand away from the mouse, and lightly brushed Si Er's right wrist.

"It was just after the press conference we clarified that we met once."

"Oh."

Just an "oh"?

Si Er bit his lip, not understanding how Shang Lingjue could end the topic with an "oh".

"A Ling," Si Er asked casually as he curled Shang Lingjue's hair with his young white fingers, "Then do you know Xiao Yun well?"

"I'm not very familiar with you. I haven't contacted you since I left the country." Shang Lingjue frowned, glanced at Si Er strangely, and found that the woman's red lips were slightly curved, and her eyes were wandering. "Sister, are you sleepy?"

"No……"

The devious tactics failed.

"A Ling, in the love variety show, you and Xiao Yun..." Si Er didn't want to say those two words, but just looked at Shang Lingjue with a pair of watery eyes.

"What about me and Xiao Yun?"

"And Song Taoxi," Si Er blinked his eyelashes, and slowly whispered into Shang Lingjue's ear, "You stayed together during the night of true love, and even went to see your parents."

"Meet the parents?" Shang Lingjue was even more puzzled, his clear voice tinged with doubt, "When did she and I meet the parents?"

"It was snowing that day, and you walked together, wearing black and white hats for couples."

Si Er touched the corner of Shang Lingjue's lips with his fingers, and stretched his body to get closer.

Hearing this, Shang Lingjue couldn't laugh or cry, she really didn't expect Si Er's inner activities to be so rich, and to remember them for so long.

"Actually, we went to see the puppies born to the big dogs, and all the things we bought were for the dogs."

"Then..." Si Er opened his red lips, his eyes were flushed, and he felt aggrieved, "You spent the night with Song Taoxi, and you were on the seaside trestle with Xiao Yun, and you still dislike me for being six years older than you, saying I am old."

"Hey...that was an angry word on purpose," Shang Lingjue felt a slight pain in his heart when he saw Si Er was about to cry again, "I just like older sisters."

"Oh, Luo Yiyu is also older than you, don't you want to like her too?" Si Er snorted softly, his tone rising, making people tickle like a little scorpion.

No wonder Si Er is a math major, he can really count, he can remember everything clearly, just like an accountant.

Mathematics is used here, so cute, Shang Lingjue thought.

Si Er looked at Shang Lingjue and continued, "There's also that foreign mixed-race girl who said to date you a few days ago."

Surprised by Si Er's straight ball, Shang Lingjue answered her question very seriously after a little ridicule.

"Sleeping over is just playing games, and Xiao Yun is borrowing seats. That girl is my friend's younger sister. The child can't control her mouth, and she has already assigned more homework. My relationship with my senior sister has always been just between friends. "

Thinking of borrowing a seat, Shang Lingjue put his hand around Si Er's waist, exerted a little force, and looked at Si Er calmly.

"Really?" Si Er looked at Shang Lingjue with bright eyes, and parted his red lips lightly, "Then you can only eat my cooking from now on, okay?"

"Pork liver soup?" Shang Lingjue deliberately said that with a smile on his beautiful eyebrows.

"I can do other dishes too, especially stewed pork rib soup," Si Er's moist eye tails were raised, and his tone was rarely competitive.

The soft and fragrant fingertips touched Shang Lingjue's palm, the woman's voice was tinged with tears, but her tightly pursed red lips were stubborn, "And that sweater, yours and others', don't keep it."

Listening to the subject-verb-object adverbial upside down, Shang Lingjue had to react for a while before he understood what Si Er was talking about.

That time in the hospital ward, she took out the sweater with stains and intentionally said it belonged to someone else...

Su Er's memory is really good.

Seeing that Shang Lingjue didn't answer, Si Er's eyes sparkled, but his tone was extremely soft, "Ah Ling, don't think about others, only me, okay?"

So, Sier is now... am I jealous of myself?Shang Lingjuewu had a bright smile in his pupils, he frowned and shook his head, "But I want to keep it, what should I do?"

Hearing this, Si Er's eyes, which were bright just now, suddenly dimmed, his jade-like fingertips turned slightly white, and his face, which had been exhausted just now, turned even a little paler.

"Sister," Shang Lingjue let the woman lean into his arms, and met with a weak and silent little resistance, "That trace/trace belongs to you, do you really want me to lose it?"

"Shang Lingjue, you deliberately teased me," Si Er's eyes were hot, his lips were red, as if he was angry.

"I'm sorry, I won't tease you anymore, I'll bite your hand," Shang Lingjue put his hand on the corner of S Er's lips.

Looking at the clean and slender fingers in front of him, Si Er instantly thought of the scene just now, and said coquettishly, "You have a good idea."

Feeling that Si Er's words became more and more sour, Shang Lingjue rubbed his brows, and decided to turn his back on the customer, "What about you and Gu Shuang, it is said that she was the first kiss on screen?"

Hearing this, Si Er's face turned red again, pursing the corners of his lips, and said in a low voice: "No, the few emotional scenes I filmed were all borrowed seats."

"Huh?" A trace of astonishment flashed across Shang Lingjue's eyes. She thought that Si'er, an idiot with drama, would never agree to borrow a seat. "Sister, actress, are you so unprofessional?"

"Because I don't want to, Chen Yan also said this to me, but I just can't get over it," Si Er hurriedly drank water to hide his embarrassment.

The woman moved quickly, and inadvertently sprinkled some water on the clothes, soaking a small piece, faintly transparent.

Shang Lingjue suddenly felt that Si Er was "strong outside but capable in the middle", and his appearance was very troublesome. Before that, on the show, his eyebrows were like cold smoke, his eyes were like cold stars, and he was a noble and beautiful queen.

It turned out that behind the scenes, it was an innocent girl who even borrowed a place for a kiss scene.

"So," S Er closed his eyes half-closed, his red lips curled slightly, "Are you jealous, Ah Ling?"

Shang Lingjue's eyes were immediately stained with a smile, the previously unreasonable and abstinent young lady finally got the hang of it, and could understand that she was jealous.

What a joy.

So, she hummed softly, expressing her affirmation.

"Don't be jealous, I seldom act in romantic movies, they're all dramas," Si Er said with a clear and shallow breath, and the small space on the gaming chair became even more cramped.

Noticing that there was a layer of water in S Er's eyes, and he was in a daze, Shang Lingjue patted S Er, the palm of his hand was full of cool and soft touch.

"Sister, are you sleepy, go to bed."

"What about you?" Si Er looked up to see Shang Lingjue's expression, but only saw the girl's curvaceous and sharp jawline.

"Play some games, you go to bed first," Shang Lingjue's fingertips continued to heat up, moving over the woman's pure white sweater.

After a while, Shang Lingjue found that the person in her arms was not about to go to sleep, so she lowered her head and looked at the woman, "Sister, don't you want to go to sleep?"

"I want to sleep here," Sier's eyes were flushed, his eyes were wanton and deep, and his rising tone made her look like a little fox pretending to be innocent, sly and beautiful.

There were still messy folds on the woman's pure white sweater, and there was a charming and lingering atmosphere on the small gaming chair.

"Okay, then sleep here," Shang Lingjue felt that S Er's body temperature was low, and Shang Lingjue's slender and slightly hot fingers hugged him tighter, "I'll dim the lights."

"it is good."

S Er's voice was sweet and soft, but after a long time, the woman not only opened her slender eyes with red marks still open, but also kept pointing at various places with her fingertips as white as jade.

"Sister, are you going to sleep?" Shang Lingjue's lips were itchy from Si Er's hair.

"Sleep now."

As a result, within a minute, a woman's soft voice sounded in the room again.

"A Ling," S Er's eyes were full of hope, and his light smile made people's hearts flutter, "tell me, can we..."

"Can what?"

"It's the game one, SL Dafa."

"SL Dafa, do you want to play a game?" Shang Lingjue deliberately pretended not to understand, causing Si Er to purse his red lips, sit up straight, and look at Shang Lingjue with cold eyes.

"A Ling, let's get together again, okay?"

"Sister, do you mean to remarry?" Shang Lingjue had a light smile on his delicate and wild face, and his moist lips were slightly pursed, as if he was thinking deeply.

"Well, I'll go to the Civil Affairs Bureau in two days," Si Er didn't want to "make progress" until he got married, but since Shang Lingjue said so, of course he had to go along with the flow and get the certificate stamped.

At the end, the woman pinched Shang Lingjue's tender eartips again, as if threatening, but her tone was utterly soft, "Then let's remarry, shall we?"

Shang Lingjue's slightly disheveled hair hung between her eyebrows, she was beautiful and unruly, she caught a glimpse of the little smugness on the corner of S Er's lips, and smiled relaxedly, "Okay, I'll go in a few days."

Is there really a right or wrong time to love?

Even though spring and autumn have come and gone, until now, she still doesn't know whether it was the right thing to meet Si Er, and she doesn't know whether Si Er is the right person.

Although, meeting may not be the right thing, but why care about right and wrong?

But the only thing she was sure of was that she was very glad to have met Si Er, and being with him for the rest of her life would make her happy.

Past disputes, resentments, fears, emotional tears may all be resolved.

So, love it and love it.

Seeing that her goal had been achieved, Si Er's hanging heart finally relaxed a little. She finally leaned into Shang Lingjue's arms, her soft breath lingering on the girl's thin skin.

"A Ling, are you tired, are your hands sore?"

"Not tired, hands...not sore," Shang Lingjue frowned slightly, glanced at his fingers, and was about to ask Si Er if he was alluding to something, when the woman stood up obediently.

However, probably due to the fact that he hadn't happened for a long time, Sier almost lost his strength as soon as he stood up.

Fortunately, Shang Lingjue brought her back again, and they sat back on the chairs together.

"Just now, I didn't have the strength to stand still, and you still haven't slept?"

"I'm afraid that if I press you, my hands will be sore and tired." Si Er looked up at Shang Lingjue, "I'm going to sleep over there, but... it's so dirty."

"Then let's go home and sleep."

Hearing this, Si Er was a little nervous again, and his young and white fingertips tugged on Shang Lingjue's clothes, "Are you going back too?"

"It's so late, of course we will go back together."

"Where are you going back to?"

"Go back to my house," Shang Lingjue looked at Si Er softly, and invited in a low voice, "Sister, come back to my house together?"

Looking at the girl's cool and delicate face, Sier struggled to maintain his sanity, restrained himself from being tempted, and said in a calm and clear voice, "Well, let's go to your house."

Like children who go home and do their homework together.

"A Ling carried me, I have no strength," Si Errou put his arms around Shang Lingjue bonelessly, with a charming tone.

"Well, sister, come and put on my clothes." Shang Lingjue took off his black coat again, only wearing a thin white shirt, slightly revealing the delicate and delicate collarbone, and draped the clothes on Sier's shoulders.

"But you'll be cold..." Si Er couldn't help but look at Shang Lingjue's slender and clean fingers, darting back and forth on the soft black fabric.

"I'm in better health than you," Shang Lingjue ended the conversation with six short words, and walked out of the Internet cafe with S Er on his back.

In the middle of the night, the city is completely silent, street lamps illuminate the empty streets, and most of the lights in the buildings are extinguished, leaving only the fallen leaves falling desolately.

At first glance, it looks desolate and sad.

The warm clothes filled with the sweet scent of mint made the woman's slightly lower body temperature slowly rise.

"A Ling, will it be cold, will it be tired?" Sier would ask several times from time to time, but he didn't bother.

And the answer she got was always two words from Shang Lingjue's calm voice: "No."

On the street at midnight, Shang Lingjue's shadow with S Er on his back is infinitely elongated under the moonlight, calm, elegant, peaceful and warm.

Later, Si Er kept talking, but Shang Lingjue's voice became weaker and weaker. She tried to stay awake and said, "A Ling, I'm so sleepy. I'll squint for a while. Remember to put me down when you're tired."

"Sister, go to bed, I'm not tired," Shang Lingjue's voice was soft, with reassuring magic, she knew that the two of them had been tossing and tossing for too long just now, and S Er had spent a lot of energy just crying later.

It's normal to be sleepy now.

Occasionally, when a cold wind blows, S Er, who is half asleep and half awake, will hold his clothes, put them around Shang Lingjue's shoulders, and wrap the two of them together in the coat, intimate and warm.

Sensing Si Er's gesture of warming himself in a daze, Shang Lingjue's eyes moved slightly, and then he smiled silently.

Searle doesn't seem so stupid anymore.

**

"A Ling..."

I don't know how long it took, S Er slowly woke up from his sleep, and found that Shang Lingjue was not by his side, he felt a palpitation of fear after being startled, he wanted to stand up but his legs were so dizzy that he couldn't get out of bed.

It was a strange bedroom, and the soft bedding was filled with a faint mint fragrance, which made her calm down a little.

I also changed into a new set of clothes, slightly bigger than the ones I usually wear.

However, when she just woke up and couldn't see Shang Lingjue, S Er lost all sense of security in her heart. She pushed herself against the wall and came out to the living room of this room.

The decoration of the room is very warm, the warm yellow and pure white tones look warm and clean, the navy blue sofa is comfortable and cozy, and the fireplace burning in the corner of the living room is the only light.

Looking around, Si Er was relieved to hear the faint sound of water.

It turned out to be a shower.

The sound of the water stopped, and after a while, Shang Lingjue came out wearing a black nightgown and wiping her hair.

The dense moisture made Shang Lingjue's lazy and wild face even more beautiful.

"Sister," Shang Lingjue frowned and looked at Si Er. The woman stood on the log red floor with bare, delicate snow-white feet, like a rose covered with snow. ice.

"A Ling..."

Before he finished speaking, Si Er was picked up by Shang Lingjue with a gloomy face, and put him back under the soft blanket.

"For such a big person, don't you know how to wear shoes when you get out of bed?"

Hearing Shang Lingjue's angry tone, Si'er timidly sat on his knees, his slender eyes looked at the girl's tall figure with wet eyes.

This time, Shang Lingjue couldn't utter a word of reproach. She wrapped Si Er in a quilt and said with a long sigh:

"Sister, you already have a fever, don't you know it?"

"Have you got a fever?" Si Er's cold fingertips touched his forehead, "It seems a little hot."

"Lie down obediently," Shang Lingjue was annoyed and funny, so he could only helplessly say, "I cooked porridge for you, you can eat a little before taking medicine, so as not to hurt your stomach."

"But, Ah Ling, I haven't taken a shower yet."

Walking to the door, Shang Lingjue heard Si Er's nasal voice, she turned around and said calmly, "I just gave you a brief wash, don't worry. The underwear and underwear are also washed and dried. You wear new ones in two days."

Watching Shang Lingjue turn and leave, two red clouds appeared on Si Er's pale face, which was charming and charming.

Shang Lingjue reassured her, how could she be at ease, when she thought of her drowsy sleep, and the person she liked washed every inch of her skin.

She also washed her underwear... S Er felt that she really had a severe fever.

Can she rest assured?

Even if she and Shang Lingjue are very close, they came into contact with negative distance a long time ago.

However, this is no different, how can you rest assured.

Just when S Er was struggling and shy, Shang Lingjue returned to the bedroom with porridge, hot water and medicine.

Shang Lingjue looked at Si Er with concern, and said softly, "Sister, do you have strength?"

Although I am six years older than Shang Lingjue, I can still act like a baby when I am sick, right?

Si Er's cold and ascetic face was dyed crimson, and he said softly: "Ah Ling, I will feel dizzy."

"Drink some porridge and sleep after taking the medicine, okay?" Shang Lingjue gently hugged Si Er into his arms, "I added sugar, it tastes sweet."

"Okay, then... hug me to sleep later," Si Er was afraid that Shang Lingjue would not like it, so he added weakly, "I'm sick, it's so cold."

"Okay, I'll hold you to sleep."

"There's still tomorrow." Sear smelled the warm and sweet scent of mint, his voice was hoarse, "Stay with me too."

"be with you."

**

A few mornings later, in the bedroom on the second floor of the villa, the autumn sun was thin and light, and Si Er fell asleep alone, when the cell phone on the bed cabinet suddenly rang.

"Si Er, Shang Lingjue has a new love, and they are also on Weibo trending searches together?" Chen Yan called, and his tone was also in a hurry, as if he wanted to urge Si Er to grab a marriage.

"What?" Si Er was still a little dazed because he hadn't fully recovered from the cold, and he spoke in a strong nasal voice, his black hair was scattered on the pillow, and his color was blurred.

When she opened Weibo, she saw a trending search.

#奇龙事前Meet captain Shang Lingjue was almost criticized by the whole school for falling in love#

Click on Weibo, and there is a photo of Shang Lingjue tying a scarf for Si Er at the school rostrum that day.

Because the pixels were not high, and the person who took the photo was standing behind the two of them, so only Si Er's back and Shang Lingjue's cold and pale profile were captured.

"Shang Lingjue changed his taste?" Chen Yan cautiously probed Si Er's attitude, "I feel that the girl in the photo is so young, full of collagen, and very young."

"Chen Yan, I'm the girl you're talking about," Si Er Ruyu said with a complicated expression on his cold face.

"What, who is that person?" Chen Yan almost threw the phone out, when did these two people get together again silently.

"it's me."

"It's you?" Chen Yan was stunned for a while before making a sound, "You and Shang Lingjue, what's the situation, the old love is rekindled, and you are together again?"

"Well, we're together again," Si Er looked at the red book next to the bed, his haggard and pale face with crooked smiles, like red lotuses blooming in the snow and ice, sickly and stunningly beautiful.

"When did it happen? Did I not wake up, or did you not wake up? There is no sign at all."

"In the past few days, we have all woken up."

"It's been a long time, I don't think Yu Er has heed, let's celebrate together," Chen Yan's tone sounded like a dancing raccoon, "Hey, let me recommend some of your fanfiction for you to read, write It’s so beautiful, and now you can finally watch it happily.”

"Familiar with Humanities?" Before Si Er had time to utter the words of rejection, Chen Yan received the address of the article on WeChat.

"Princess Gao Leng: The Wife Runs with the Ball"

"The President's Marriage Code: The Edge of Desire and Favor"

"You read these two articles first, they are all popular articles in your cp super chat, and the blood level is no less than the real experience of the two of you."

"Since when did you become a CP fan of me and Shang Lingjue?" Si Er was full of helplessness, but accidentally opened the link to the article.

"It's only in the last few years. How did you reconcile? No, that's not the point. Now everyone on the Internet thinks that Shang Lingjue and Song Taoxi are together. As the wife of the palace, aren't you going to justify it and take an oath of sovereignty?"

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感谢在2022-04-2422：00：04～2022-04-2522：00：05期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦～

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