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lost?Shi Wei was stunned, and hurriedly blocked the light with his hand to look carefully, Luo Xiaotong was still cursing dirtyly, then with a wave of his hand, the staff scattered in all directions as if fleeing to find someone.

Jiang Ciru was nowhere to be seen.

Shi Wei suddenly felt restless, at this time someone knocked on the door and asked her to make up a post, Shi Wei looked out the window a few more times, and had no choice but to leave with the staff.

The interview was just asking some basic questions, and it ended soon. After Shi Wei said goodbye politely, he walked back alone along the path full of floor lamps.

It was late at night, and the contestants had all returned to the dormitory. There was no one on the road, only Xia Ye's cicadas creaked, making noise along with the whirring wind.

There was a cat meowing not far away, and when I looked up slightly, I realized that behind the rows of houses, there was actually a small park hidden, but the lights were not on now, and it was dark inside.

By coincidence, Shi Wei turned in.

The park is not big, but the winding paths lead to secluded places. When you walk out of the path, you will find a flat ground. There are some things that can be seen vaguely, like swings and seesaws.

Shi Wei wanted to sit on the swing for a while, but as soon as he got closer, he saw what seemed to be a white thing sitting on the swing, and suddenly stopped in fright.

The thing didn't move at all, it looked like a human figure, Shi Wei boldly took out his phone to take a picture, and while he breathed a sigh of relief, his heartbeat also accelerated rapidly.

"It dazzled me." That thing - Jiang Ciru said calmly.

Shi Wei hurriedly put down her phone and let the light source point to the ground, so that she could barely see Jiang Ciru's appearance clearly. She was sitting on a swing, her silver-white glittering dress drooping on the grass leaves, and her bare arms were wrapped around the swing ropes , legs crossed, sitting gracefully.

Shi Wei calmed down, looked back, and then said: "You..."

"Teacher Jiang." Jiang Ciru corrected lightly.

"..." Shi slightly opened his mouth and changed his words with difficulty, "Mr. Jiang, your manager is looking for you."

"Understood." Jiang Ciru actually agreed, but his body remained motionless, only swaying back and forth with the wind.

Shi Wei was dumbfounded, didn't know what to say for a while, and finally could only ask: "It's late, aren't you going back?"

Jiang Ciru didn't speak for a while, just when Shi Wei thought she wouldn't reply, Jiang Ciru suddenly said, "Come here, do me a favor."

Shi Wei looked around the empty surroundings, then walked up, and stood in front of Jiang Ciru, the woman's fluffy hair was messed up by the wind, the makeup on her face was still delicate, when she looked down, the soft fabric of the neckline collapsed , revealing the white and tender skin extending into the collar.

Shi Wei hastily looked away with a guilty conscience.

"Help me." Jiang Ciru pointed to the heel of his shoe embedded in the ground.

Shi Wei was taken aback for a moment, and then almost laughed, seeing that Jiang Ciru's pair of expensive high-heeled shoes were firmly stuck in the narrow gap between the floor tiles.

So the reason why Jiang Ciru disappeared in the middle of the night was because he went out to wander around and got himself stuck on the swing?

"Teacher Jiang... didn't bring a mobile phone?" Shi Wei asked.

Jiang Ciru snorted lazily as a response.

The noble teacher Jiang didn't even want to condescend to pull out her shoes on the ground, but chose to sit here gracefully, waiting for someone to discover her.

Shi Wei was speechless for a while, and finally had no choice but to squat down as if resigned to fate, and stretched out his hand to pull it out, but the angle of the heel clip was so delicate that it didn't move even after a few pulls.

Midsummer's night was not cool, and Shi Wei soon started to sweat. She let go of her hands and stood up, pointing outside: "Otherwise, I'd better call someone, and tell your manager by the way, so she won't be in a hurry."

"Then the feature film aired, the well-known singer Jiang Ciru got stuck in the floor tile late at night?" Jiang Ciru raised his eyelashes slightly and looked at Shi Wei.

"..."

Shi slightly sighed, squatted down again, and stretched out his hand to press the upper of the shoe.

Changing Jiang's speech this time is as if I don't understand.

"Take off your shoes first, or you may get hurt if I try too hard." Shi Wei said softly, after she finished speaking, she stretched out her hand, paused for a moment on the slender, somewhat swollen ankle, and did not put it on.

It seems that Jiang Ciru not only got himself stuck, but also sprained his foot.

A girl in her early twenties is bending over and squatting like this, the bones on her neck are clearly defined, and it is obvious that she already has the appearance of a tall and tall adult.

Jiang Ciru seemed in a daze, then obediently and slowly pulled his foot out, watching Shi Wei holding the heel with both hands, and pulling it out of the ground forcefully.

"Okay." Shi Wei said, laying the shoes flat on Jiang Ciru's feet, and stood up with his hands behind his back.

Jiang Ciru looked away from Shi Wei's body, bent down to put on the shoes, and then grabbed the rope with her hands to get up, but the heels were too high and it was difficult to stand still, and her ankle was injured, so she suddenly stretched out her hands to In front of Shi Wei's eyes.

Before Shi Wei could react, that white and soft hand fell into his palm, like a carefully carved work of art, with the temperature of a summer night, scorching hot.

Shi Wei has seen too much of it frivolously holding the microphone, so when it appears in his hands, Shi Wei is a little dazed.

"Help me, thank you." Jiang Ciru stood up as he spoke, so the weight of his entire body fell on Shi Wei, and Shi Wei had to hold Jiang Ciru's hand tightly to hold her steady.

The body suddenly approached, and the smell of the perfume also enveloped it. It was a little faded by the wind, but it still smelled good.

Shi slightly frowned and looked at her shoes, shook his head and said, "Your heels are not easy to walk on, why don't you wear them for now."

Jiang Ciru didn't seem to hear her, and walked straight forward, her waist twisted with her steps, full of the charm of a mature woman, and her hands were pulled out of Shi Wei's, hanging on both sides of her hip bones.

No wonder he was rumored to be playing big cards, Shi slightly sighed.

Whenever Jiang Ciru's daily behavior is photographed, it can become a real hammer in the marketing slogan. It's no wonder that the popularity of this road is so good.

But if you look closely, you can see that her body is a little shaky because of the sprained ankle.

Shi Wei followed her for a while at first, but in the end she couldn't see her, so she trotted forward suddenly, and blocked her way with her hand, in exchange for Jiang Ciru to stare.

"If you walk back like this, your feet will be worse tomorrow." Shi Wei said softly, then quickly took off his flat Martin boots, and stepped on the ground wearing only socks.

The lawn under his feet was soft and not uncomfortable, and there were still some tiny cold dews.

Jiang Ciru's gaze slid down Shi Wei's straight calf, and stayed on the tip of her toes. Her thick eyelashes blocked her eyes, making it impossible to know what she was thinking.

"Before I wore it, it was new." Shi Wei thought that she might dislike it, so she added another sentence, then suddenly squatted down, and pulled Jiang Ciru's foot.

Jiang Ciru clicked his tongue, unable to stand still, and was forced to bend down to support Shi Wei's shoulders, then watched the girl quickly take off her high heels for her, and put the boots on her feet involuntarily.

"Okay." Shi Wei straightened up, sweat glistening on his forehead, holding Jiang Ciru's high-heeled shoes in his hand.

Even though she was stepping on the ground with bare feet, she was taller than Jiang Ciru who was wearing shoes.

Jiang Ciru's eyes stayed on Shi Wei again, which made Shi Wei suddenly a little nervous. Fortunately, it didn't last long, and she was already walking forward.

The two were silent all the way, and Jiang Ciru, who was wearing inappropriate boots, still swayed gracefully, which made Shi Wei admire him from the bottom of his heart.

When he walked out of the park, he saw the assistant rushing towards him holding a flashlight, and Luo Xiaotong running crookedly behind him.

"Miss Ciru!" The assistant is a young girl. I don't know if she is anxious or hot, but she still doesn't forget to take out a tissue and hand it to Jiang Ciru, "My God, you are here in the middle of the night. Where did you go? Miss Xiaotong is dying of anxiety!"

"My aunt, you really are!" Luo Xiaotong, who rushed over afterward, blushed, and when he saw Shi Wei behind him, his expression became even worse, "Why is it you again?"

Before Shi Wei could speak, she hurriedly snatched Jiang Ciru's shoes from Shi Wei's hand with a pale face, beckoned the car behind to come over, pulled Jiang Ciru into the car, and drove off in a hurry.

Shi Wei didn't even say a word of rebuttal, and was blown in the face by exhaust gas, and coughed several times.

She wiped the ashes off her face, and whispered an "old hag" at the rear of the car.

Jiang Ciru and his shoes were taken away, Shi Wei could only walk back barefoot, luckily other contestants were there, at this time they were eating hot pot prepared by the program group, chatting lively, Shi Wei put on slippers He was quickly pulled into the crowd by Pei Xing and integrated into the show.

At the same time, opposite the house, the black Alpha was still parked, and the villa was brightly lit.

"We signed the contract, how could you not take pictures?" Luo Xiaotong slapped the back of his hand as he paced quickly.

Jiang Ciru was leaning on the sofa in front of her, swiping the phone in her hand, while the little assistant beside her was applying medicine to her ankle.

"In order not to shoot this part, you slipped away, look, your foot is hurt, how will you play tomorrow?" Luo Xiaotong was still chattering, "The director came here in the middle of the night, if this is cut into the feature film, your reputation will be judged." Do you want more?"

Jiang Ciru finally lifted his eyes when he heard the words.

"The contract says, do you want me to act in front of the camera?" Jiang Ciru's tone was very flat, "You want me to cry in front of the camera? I'm a singer, not an actor."

"Which variety show doesn't have a script..."

"Which script can be so bad?" Jiang Ciru interrupted Luo Xiaotong, she had already sat up straight, her long chestnut hair like water poured down the back of her head, and fell softly on both sides of her fragrant shoulders.

Luo Xiaotong paused for a moment, and lost his temper: "You really don't want to shoot?"

Jiang Ciru didn't answer, but took a fixed look at her, which made Luo Xiaotong's back a little hairy.

"Sister Xiaotong, it's better to be safe and steady when you come out to record shows in the future." Jiang Ciru suddenly said, there seemed to be a smile on her lips, but her eyes were still slightly narrowed.

Luo Xiaotong has been with her for so long, so he knows what this expression represents.

Luo Xiaotong was notoriously hot-tempered in the circle, and he offended many people for Jiang Ciru, but he didn't know that he was too lazy to care about it because of his feelings, Jiang Ciru had always turned a blind eye to this.

I don't know what medicine I took wrongly this time, because of this trivial matter, Luo Xiaotong cursed secretly in his heart, but still nodded in embarrassment.

Seeing her nodding, Jiang Ciru withdrew his gaze and continued to watch the assistant apply the medicine.

"Where are those shoes?" Jiang Ciru asked suddenly.

"Which pair?" Luo Xiaotong was taken aback for a moment, then suddenly remembered, "Oh, I'll throw it away if you change it, those cheap ones..."

Her words quickly disappeared in her throat, because Jiang Ciru's eyes narrowed again, and her tone seemed to drop to freezing point in an instant.

"Throw it away?" Jiang Ciru repeated.

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