Days dominated by wife-watching demons

The swollen heart seemed to be poked a hole by a needle, and the gas was blowing out.

An Jing could hear a chuckle left by her ear before she pulled away, causing ripples in her originally peaceful heart.

Raising personal matters at work is not at all Ge Zijie's style.

But when she thought about it, Ge Zijie, who would "punish" the artistes of the company, was beyond the scope of the fair and strict image that An Jing originally thought.

After completing the task, Ge Zijie backed away slowly, revealing Zhou Liang's cold eyes behind her. An Jing felt terrified when she saw her, and always felt that this person could see through her own thoughts at a glance.

Xi Ge's hair was dyed wine red, which was very white. Even standing next to An Jing whose skin was almost transparent, she was not inferior.

"Xi Ge, stand behind An Jing and cover her breasts with your hands." Zhou Liang held up the machine, his exposed eyebrows were always tangled together, as if he would never be satisfied with the picture, "Breasts that are too big don't look good when photographed."

The atmosphere among the four of them became weird because of Zhou Liang's blunt words, and the person involved, An Jing, cast a helpless look at Ge Zijie for help.

Zhou Liang's personality has always been straightforward, but even Ge Zijie didn't expect her to speak so amazingly.

"cough."

Having been in the circle for so long, how could Zhou Liang not be able to observe words and demeanor to such a degree, but she has never been bothered to care about other people's thoughts.

"It doesn't matter if you don't cover it up." Zhou Liang tugged at the neckline and sighed, "I'll fix it later."

No matter how arrogant she is, she can't go against Ge Zijie's parents.

Hearing what she said, Ge Zijie's face darkened instead, thinking that Zhou Liang would enlarge the photo to a certain part of An Jing's body that she didn't want to be seen by others, filling the whole screen, and then click on it with the mouse. When he clicked on the screen, Ge Zijie didn't feel restless.

"Xi Ge, help me cover it."

The hand that Xi Ge had just withdrawn had to be placed in front of An Jing again.

Zhou Liang went back and forth to find the angle several times, and the expression on his face relaxed a little.

On the finalized poster, An Jing is sitting alone, with her fair neck raised in the air and graceful lines in the air, her eyes with red eye makeup are squinting at the camera, with a sense of unrestrained indulgence, and her red lips are paired with light colors The hair is a bit weird and disharmonious, but with the colorful background board, it is actually a wonderful visual feast.

As long as she is in front of the camera, An Jing will become a completely different person. Ge Zijie has always wanted to discover her with such a dazzling brilliance, but now she feels strange after seeing and confirming with her eyes.

The kite is sent to the vast sky it longs for, but its owner who holds the thread in his hand is worried. The sky not only contains freedom and dreams, but also contains dark crises and predators who have been waiting for their prey for a long time.

After the shooting was over, An Jing pulled out of the state, her eyes subconsciously looked around for the straight figure, but she found nothing.

Ge Zijie is gone...

"Hey, you are a pervert." After the filming, Ge Han crossed his arms and spoke to Zhou Liang.

Zhou Liang unscrewed the cap of the mineral water bottle, tilted his head up and poured it without looking straight at him, "You say so."

"No, why don't you play your cards according to the routine." Seeing that she was going around him and was about to leave, Ge Han stopped him, "I warn you, don't have any unreasonable thoughts about An Jing, or—"

Ge Han didn't say anything, but Zhou Liang stuffed it back into his throat.

Zhou Liang squinted his eyes and grinned a smirk, and patted Ge Han's face twice with his right hand. Hearing the crisp voice, he knew that she was merciless, "You are the one who thinks badly about her, right? Miss Ge Er..."

"Grass, what are you talking about!" Seeing An Jing and her teammates walking towards this side after changing their clothes from a distance, Ge Han tightly covered this person's mouth, for fear that she would blurt out something she shouldn't say again.

"Hi...Hi! An Jing."

An Jing was still rushing to practice, unable to go anywhere because Ge Han blocked the door like this, "Hello."

"Did you forget Ji Yuan's birthday party on Sunday, hahaha..."

Suspiciously looking at Ge Han's blunt expression, and then at Zhou Liang whose mouth was tightly covered and who had given up struggling with an impatient expression, An Jing said silently: "Photographer Zhou seems to be out of breath."

Only then did Ge Han come to his senses and let go of Zhou Liang, and he held onto her shoulder to push her away, "I don't know why she was...covered by me, maybe my hand was slippery."

This excuse was so bad that An Jing didn't even bother to give a perfunctory answer.

Zhou Liang, who had regained his freedom, patted his wrinkled clothes indifferently, and walked towards his precious camera in his pocket. An Jing's eyes fell on her back, and she followed her tattooed arm down, recalling The staggered scars on her wrists.

"You like her?" Seeing that An Jing was looking at Zhou Liang, Ge Han exploded, "This person is a philandering scum, don't be fooled by her."

An Jing withdrew her gaze and put it on Ge Han's face. She is a scumbag with a flirtatious heart. These four should be just right for Ge Han herself. Is there anyone here who doesn't know that the second lady of the Ge family spends at least five days a week in the bar, The girlfriends I have made can go around the AW building at least three times hand in hand.

"No way... why do you like this kind of thing." Seeing that An Jing didn't speak, Ge Han became depressed.

"No."

"This means you like girls!" Ge Han's eyes lit up again, "Otherwise you should say: I'm not interested in girls."

An Jing was taken aback, not knowing where Ge Han came to this conclusion.

But... not to mention liking girls, just liking this thing, An Jing has never thought about it, her thoughts flooded here, a pair of hands appeared in front of her eyes for some reason, and at the same time, she recalled that the owner of that hand once brought her throbbing.

"If there's nothing else, I'm going to train." Noticing that the frequency of her heartbeat was not right, An Jing quickly stopped thinking in her head.

"Oh, good." Ge Han turned sideways and made way for An Jing, "Then you remember the birthday party on Sunday, and I will contact you then."

"Ah."

After the training on Sunday, he got into Ge Zijie's car as usual, but this time his destination was no longer a villa.

After getting in the car, Ge Han's call came as scheduled, and An Jing answered it.

"Ge Han?"

Ge Zijie, who was sitting by the side, turned his eyes to her.

"Are you coming to pick me up?"

In the next second, Ge Zijie snatched the phone from his hand.

"She's in my car."

Ge Zijie's voice was as indifferent as ever, but Ge Han suddenly became anxious.

"Sister! Don't spoil my good deeds."

"I'll take her there." Ge Zijie's tone remained unchanged.

Thinking of the last time I asked An Jing to go to the studio with Ge Zijie, Ge Zijie cut me off halfway. The number of times increased, and Ge Han began to realize that it was not that Ge Zijie couldn't understand his thoughts about An Jing. Let yourself succeed.

"Yuan Qin said you had trouble with her because of An Jing?" This was the first time Ge Han spoke to Ge Zijie in such a tone, "Ge Zijie, do you like her?"

Ge Zijie frowned inaudibly, "It has nothing to do with her."

In the past, when Yuan Qin had a petty temper, Ge Zijie could let it go for editor-in-chief Yuan's sake, but this time she joked about her work, which was bad in nature, and Ge Zijie's punishment for her, whether public or private, was reasonable enough.

"It has nothing to do with who?" For the first time in his life, Ge Han could hear words from Ge Zijie to defend others.

On the other end of the phone, Ge Zijie let out a deep sigh, "You want to hear what I have to say."

"I just want to hear you tell the truth."

"I never lied to you."

"Haven't you earned enough with me?" Ge Han hated Ge Zijie's attitude of not getting in, and finally broke out in his inner emotions: "You don't like her paying so much liquidated damages for her, and you don't like her doing it casually." You don't like to let someone move into your house with just a contract, and you don't like your mother stopping me from picking her up!"

"Ge Han, don't be willful." Ge Han's uncontrollable tone made Ge Zijie lower his voice, "She is different from the women you used to play around with casually."

The women who have dated with Ge Han are nothing more than greedy for her fame and fortune, and Ge Han doesn't care about these things at all, she just wants to find a companion to be happy and happy by her side, so as not to make herself look too lonely and pitiful, so she always comes No rejection.

"What's the difference." Ge Han on the other end of the phone almost laughed out loud, and deliberately raised his voice to provoke Ge Zijie, "Didn't you also "buy" her with money? Would you like to return the phone to her now? Let me ask for you, if my sister hadn't given you the money and signed you into AW, would you still follow her so heartlessly, huh?"

Sitting next to An Jing, even if she couldn't hear Ge Han's voice on the other end of the phone, she could guess from Ge Zijie's gloomy expression that Ge Han must have said something very bad.

Ge Zijie had very little expression on his face, and occasionally she seemed a little displeased because of her sharp facial features, but it was the first time An Jing saw her body covered in the coldness comparable to the Antarctic like now.

Ge Han didn't expect Ge Zijie to give him any reply after he finished talking, so he turned off the phone and looked at the blacked-out screen reflecting his face that was uglier smiling than crying.

"Don't be willful?" This was the first time I heard Ge Zijie say this to himself.

Ge Zijie looks as cold as ice on the surface, but he has always indulged Ge Han's bad temper infinitely.

Ge Han quarreled with his parents and was cut off from his source of income. It was Ge Zijie who gave her the bank card privately to let her continue to indulge.

Ge Han knew that this was Ge Zijie's intention to repay the part of love she lost in childhood, so he became more self-willed with confidence.

As a result, this person said to her now, don't be willful anymore?

"Director..."

"The one named Ji Yuan is very important to you?" Ge Zijie looked at her with deep eyes, "Can't you not attend her birthday party?"

An Jing didn't know why Ge Zijie asked such a question, but she answered truthfully, "She helped me a little bit before, so I can't refuse."

Ge Zijie stopped talking, but the way she looked at An Jing made her feel even colder, "She is not easy to refuse, what about me."

You will stay by my side obediently, whether it is because of the same reason.

"What?" An Jing failed to comprehend the meaning of her question in time.

Ge Zijie looked at the face in front of him, his clean eyes seemed to be able to easily see to the end, the undisguised clarity seemed to be mocking the darkness in her heart at the moment.

What happened to me, just because of Ge Han's words when he lost control of his emotions, he also began to learn to be more serious.

"Go." The car stopped at the entrance in front of the bar, Ge Zijie raised his hand and rubbed behind An Jing's ear, pressing his fingertips gently on the skin, "I'm just joking."

An Jing didn't think that Ge Zijie was someone who knew how to joke, but she obediently got out of the car, and walked a few steps forward with that hard-to-ignore scorching gaze on her back. She trotted back, her eyebrows frowned slightly, as if she had made great determination Only then did he spit out a sentence to Ge Zijie.

"You are an important person." An Jing had thought about this question a long time ago. What kind of social relationship could she and Ge Zijie get along with? In the end, she only came to this conclusion.

Even though she has lived with a capable attitude for many years, occasionally An Jing would be confused. At the intersection of life's confusion, Ge Zijie reached out to her.

As long as she stays by this person's side, no matter how flustered she is, her emotions will be stable. Listening to this person's calm voice conveying clear instructions to her ears, An Jing can feel that the road ahead is suddenly clear.

"A director is different from everyone else, so it's special."

In the narrowing gap before the car door closed, Ge Zijie could clearly see An Jing smiling, the cheek muscles that were rarely used in daily life were raised, her beautiful eyes were bent into a crescent, and there was a soft light from there .

Time seems to go back to childhood, the familiar smile reminds Ge Zijie that the person who seems to be protected has always been himself.

"Ah."

The bar Ji Yuan chose was different from the noisy place An Jing had imagined. There were no crowds shaking their bodies wildly on the stage, and there were no harsh and loud voices persuading them to drink. There was a band singing on the stage. Show her bright smile.

"An Jing!" Ji Yuan, who arrived one step earlier, stood up from his seat and waved to An Jing, "This way."

An Jing walked over, and there were more than a dozen girls sitting at the round table, most of whom she had never seen before, but there was an unexpected figure——the photographer Zhou Liang who just completed the promotional photo work together a few days ago, she is still It's almost the same as at work, a simple white shirt solves everything.

Ge Han hasn't come yet.

Ji Yuan seemed to be wondering about this question, "Didn't Ge Han say he was going to pick you up?"

Thinking of the depressing phone call in the car just now, An Jing replied half-covered: "She should still be on her way."

Ji Yuan also seemed to remember the dignified director he met in the hospital, so he didn't continue to ask.

An Jing found a corner and sat down, looking at the laughing girls around her, she began to retreat in her heart, she seemed out of tune with such a lively atmosphere.

After all, it was a wrong decision to agree to come here, An Jing glanced at Ji Yuanna.

She was whispering to Wei Qing who was beside her. Wei Qing smiled at everyone while holding his wine glass, but listened carefully to Ji Yuan's expression.

This is what Ge Han told An Jing about the purpose of holding this fake birthday party, to match Ji Yuan and Wei Qing.

"Fuck! You're just here!" The girl named Zhou Yuan suddenly stood up and shouted towards the door. An Jing tightened her hand holding the wine glass and looked towards the door.

Ge Han walked very fast, took the cold air outside and sat next to An Jing, and could still hear her heavy breathing.

"Have you run the marathon?" Ji Yuan teased her.

The joking Ge Han didn't return to Ji Yuan this time, so he raised his head to drink a glass of water.

"My sister sent you here?"

"Ah."

Ge Han didn't speak any more, he leaned forward, took the wine in the glass bottle in the middle of the table and poured it into An Jing's glass.

An Jing lowered her eyes to see the light brown liquid flowing out of the bottle to fill up the glass. Even if she didn't raise the glass, she could still smell the alcohol smell which was different from the fruit wine.

"Drink." Ge Han's face moved out of the dark, with a bright smile, which seemed to be no different from his usual lively appearance, "I recommend this first."

An Jing raised her cup, took a sip under Ge Han's gaze, and immediately stuck out her tongue.

"Hahahahaha, it's a bit intense." Ge Han laughed, and turned around to join everyone's game.

Everyone laughed and played for a while, but in the end they still couldn't escape that ancient game.

"Truth or Dare." Ge Han grinned and offered this suggestion.

Zhou Yuan had already prepared to take out an empty wine bottle, "Take turns, the default loser facing the bottle."

The glass bottle was turned on the table, the light got in and was refracted, and then it was thrown around in a disorderly manner. A pinch of it pierced An Jing's eyes, and she squinted, her brain soaked in alcohol became dizzy.

For a moment, she seemed to be able to hear only her own breathing, gasping for breath, spitting out the filth accumulated in her chest, her body seemed to fly lightly, and she began to understand why people were obsessed with alcohol.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the mouth of the bottle, which was slowly slowing down, was facing An Jing's direction. She could feel the voices of the people around her suddenly stop as if the pause button was pressed. Ji Yuan looked at Ge beside her suspiciously. cold.

Is it a mistake? The bottle should be facing Ji Yuan now, so that everyone can take advantage of the game to match her and her crush.

"The truth is still a big risk." Ge Han didn't correct the mistake, and threw the problem to An Jing.

Hesitating, An Jing chose the former, so that at least she would not need to do anything strange, and with her boring past experience, there was nothing she couldn't tell the truth.

"Is there anyone you like now?"

Ge Han asked the question very quickly, as if he had already prepared it. Similarly, An Jing's answer was also very fast.

"No."

In the blink of an eye, An Jing's blurred vision was filled with a handsome face, and the man's cold gaze pierced through the mist like a sword.

An Jing was so startled that her back was sweating, she quickly shook her head to shake off the thoughts she shouldn't have.

It must be because that person has been by his side all the time that he has become dependent on her invisibly.

This is not liking, An Jing, she warned herself, but her heart broke away from this precept, and jumped up crazily, her body ignited a raging fire that burned her face red.

"Ge Han, what did you feed her?" Ji Yuan's question came from next to his ear.

"It's so strong, you still give her a drink."

"Just a little bit, it's okay."

I'm all right... my head is so heavy...

"What time is it, Ge Han?" Even though she was unconscious, An Jing still remembered the door control that Ge Zijie set up, "The director asked me to go back at eleven..."

The distant voice became closer, and Ge Han clung to An Jing's ear, "You're drunk, I'll take you to the bathroom."

Why do I go to the bathroom when I'm drunk...and... am I drunk?She can clearly hear her voice, and she can speak quickly, is she drunk?