Did Not Say Anything About My Feelings

In the dim living room, dead silent, Wang Jiulong sat on the sofa, propping his head with one hand.

He subconsciously touched his lips with his right hand, as if he felt something was missing.Instead, he took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, popped one out, put it in his mouth, lit it with a snap, then took a deep breath, leaned back on the sofa in a very relaxed and intoxicated manner, and closed his eyes. Eye.A few seconds later, he spit out a wisp of light blue smoke slowly, as if enjoying himself.A few minutes passed, and clouds and mist surrounded him.

At this moment, although he is calm on the surface, his heart is already turbulent.

As soon as he closed his eyes, he remembered that kiss.That, the kiss he wanted to refuse, but couldn't refuse.

Why not push her away?

He took a puff of cigarette in frustration.

"Pan'er, I never thought that you would become someone other than my sister..."

After he finished speaking, he clearly saw a flash of injury in Ling Pan's eyes.

But she immediately returned to normal, and smiled slightly: "I will let you think about it, and I will let you know that your feelings for me are not as simple as siblings, nor as a child, nor as simple as friends."

He didn't speak, didn't respond to her, and didn't refuse. He felt that he was a scumbag. He, Wang Jiulong, was never the kind of person who dragged his feet.

"Just admit it, you like her, ah, you like her little girl."

Hearing what Zhang Jiuling said so firmly on the phone.Wang Jiulong was even more annoyed and hung up the phone directly.

Although they played together when they were young, they haven't seen each other for so many years. After meeting again for a few days, do they already like her?

impossible……

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Since that day, Ling Pan and Wang Jiulong have not had any contact.

Ling Pan knew that Wang Jiulong was hesitating, and she would give him enough time to think about it.

There is no rush for this kind of thing.

John also asked about Wang Jiulong, asking why she hadn't contacted that handsome boyfriend recently.

Ling Pan also stopped hiding from her and told her the situation truthfully.

John sat on the couch with his hand on his chin, thinking.

Ling Pan collapsed to the side, looking at her lazily.

After a long time, John said, "So, people rejected you?"

Ling Pan rolled his eyes and said, "Do you have to make it so clear?"

John shook his head, turned to face her, and said, "Actually, his hesitation is justified. After all, you two grew up together, but now, you haven't seen each other for more than ten years, and you have just met again." God, you are a family member and a hugger, can they accept it? Just don't scare them!"

"I know, I just know that I'm too impatient, that's why I haven't had much contact with him this month. I even said a few words on wexin occasionally, and I haven't met him."

John nodded and patted her thigh: "Since you won't meet him now, then you should do your job well. There will be another show tomorrow. When the boss returned to China last time, she told me that she must I must be optimistic about you, don't let you make any mistakes, must let you work hard, and..."

Ling Pan interrupted her irritably: "If you still want to work with me, don't mention her to me."

John muttered, "My boss is her and not you..."

Ling Pan raised his eyebrows, narrowed his eyes, and smiled, "Do you think she can control me if I want to change my manager?"

John shuddered, and immediately said with a sneer: "Boss, you are my boss. Hehe..."

"If there is no work in January, I will go to Harbin." Ling Pan said to John while lowering his head and manicuring.

John looked at the schedule and said to her: "There are a few shows in mid-January, and there are still a few magazines to shoot."

"It's not just before the Chinese New Year."

John looked at her suspiciously: "What are you going to do? Why are you going to Harbin?"

Ling Pan smiled: "I haven't seen him for half a month, I have no choice but to see him."

"Think about it, are you sure you want to chase him?"

Ling Pan raised his head and looked at her calmly: "Haven't I been chasing him?"

"..."

In the evening Ling Pan received a shooting invitation from a magazine, and she drove to the destination with John.

John told her in the car before that this magazine is the predecessor of domestic fashion magazines, and many international supermodels have also appeared on their covers.However, this was not a resource given to her by Ling Yun, but a spontaneous invitation from the magazine.

It was the editor-in-chief of the magazine who came to receive him.

The editor-in-chief is a shrewd and capable middle-aged woman. She chatted with Ling Pan for a while, and after a few polite words, she took Ling Pan to the studio.Walking into the studio, the staff are all making preparations.

The editor-in-chief waved to a young girl, who came over.

"Let me introduce, this is Miss Ling Pan, who is also the cover character of this magazine. This is our royal photographer, Lu Tanwei."

Lu Tanwei smiled and shook hands with her: "Hello."

This woman is petite, speaks softly and softly, and has a pair of almond eyes that are always smiling.She has completely different styles from Ling Pan, feeling like a little woman.

Ling Pan also greeted her.

The editor-in-chief said: "Then you can start working, and I won't bother you."

Lu Tanwei gave her some clothes for shooting, and then took her to the dressing room, and asked the makeup artist to help her with makeup.

After changing into the first set of clothes, Ling Pan walked out.

The beautifully curved tube top made the slender waist seem unbearable to hold, and the high black bun complemented the snow-like dress, outlining the perfect curve.

Lu Tanwei nodded in satisfaction, as she understood beauty in her heart.

The magazine shooting took about an afternoon, and Lu Tanwei finished shooting Ling Pan's last dress, and then called it a day.

John stepped forward to tidy up Ling Pan's clothes.

At this moment, someone in the studio yelled, "Sister Lu, your partner is here to pick you up!"

Lu Tanwei glared at the man: "Got it!"

Ling Pan raised his head when he heard the sound, and when he saw the person walking in, he was stunned for a moment.

Zhang Jiuling walked up to Lu Tanwei with a smile in his eyes: "Is the work over? Treat you to dinner."

Lu Tanwei nodded: "It's over, wait for me to clean up."

Zhang Jiuling asked curiously, "Who are you photographing today?"

Lu Tanwei looked towards Ling Pan, and signaled with her eyes: "Ling Pan, a supermodel."

Zhang Jiuling looked at Ling Pan, squinted his eyes, and said thoughtfully, "That's right, Ling Pan."

Lu Tanwei looked at him suspiciously: "Do you know her?"

Zhang Jiuling smiled: "Hi, Wang Jiulong's girlfriend."

"Ah?!" Lu Tanwei's eyes widened in surprise, "When did Da Nan have a girlfriend?!"

Her voice was a bit high, which attracted Ling Pan who was on the opposite side.Ling Pan turned his head to look at them, and they both smiled awkwardly.

Zhang Jiuling hastily tugged on her sleeve: "Hush! Not now, soon!"

Lu Tanwei gave him a blank look: "I haven't talked about it for a long time, so what are you talking about here?"

Zhang Jiuling smiled and said, "Sooner or later, isn't it?"