Days dominated by wife-watching demons

Before that, she didn't know that she wanted to meet Ge Zijie so much, wanted to hear her voice, and wanted her eyes to fall steadily on her.

The gaze that used to make her feel busy with bedding needles is now as eager as a thirsty person who has found the source of water he hopes for.

Ge Zijie sensitively sensed that An Jing's expression was not right, put down the things in his hands and stood up, "What's the matter, what do you need from me?"

She spoke faster than usual, but her tone was very gentle, as if the previous unpleasantness never happened.

An Jing stepped forward, and put the plastic bag in her hand on Ge Zijie's desk, "Secretary Tang said you didn't have dinner, so this is for you."

"Thank you." Ge Zijie took it and opened the bag. Inside was the soup that An Jing packed from the restaurant she often ate at.

Picking up the soup spoon and taking a quick sip, it was still hot, and the original umami taste of the soup base was not lost at all. The store is not close to the company, and An Jing probably came running here.

Having not communicated with Ge Zijie for a long time, An Jing didn't know what to say for a while, while Ge Zijie picked up the spoon to drink the soup, she looked down and saw the sticker Ge Zijie was pasting just now.

'jing'

There is only this word on the sticker, and on the cover of the magazine that has not been pasted yet is a group photo of the four of AXSY, and the introduction below arranges the names of several people according to their initials. An Jing is the first, but hers The word "Jing" is missing a radical.

"Everyone in the conference room, are you posting this?" An Jing picked up the magazine, and touched her name that was missing a radical.

"This matter is the company's mistake. I didn't notify the parties first because I was worried that it would affect your song playing. After I deal with it, I will ask the relevant person in charge to take responsibility."

An Jing was not interested in this matter, she didn't care if her name was misprinted, so she didn't answer the question, she just asked: "That's why you stay here and work overtime?"

She lowered her eyes and looked at Ge Zijie's hand. The fingernail of her right thumb turned up because she kept repeating the same movements.

Ge Zijie noticed her gaze and switched to holding the spoon in his left hand. "Tomorrow is the day when the magazine will be released. We can only minimize the loss. I'll just stay and help."

An Jing shook her lips and asked again, "Why don't you join them in the meeting room."

Ge Zijie paused as he drank the soup, "I will only make everyone feel inconvenient when I am there."

Ge Zijie knew the nicknames given to her by the employees in the company behind her back, and she also knew that it would be difficult for her to impress others with a straight face all day long.

An Jing's throat seemed to be blocked by something hard, and she couldn't breathe up or down.

"Then you are avoiding me these days because you are afraid that I will feel inconvenient."

This tone sounded like an abandoned little daughter-in-law, Ge Zijie raised his eyes to An Jing, and the other side's narrow expression was completely imprinted in his eyes, a little surprised.

"I thought I offended you." If An Jing hadn't said that that day, Ge Zijie would not have known that the surrounding words had caused her so much harm.How much trouble her own wishful approach caused to her.

"No!" An Jing's speech speed was raised to a higher level in an instant, and she looked at Ge Zijie eagerly. There were a lot of drafts in her heart, but she just couldn't organize them with words at this moment.

"I didn't hate it, and I didn't find it offensive."

She just didn't want Ge Zijie to misunderstand that her private contact with Mo Xian was for that purpose.

"I'm not in contact with Mr. Mo to change jobs."

"I know." Ge Zijie nodded and looked at her steadfastly, as if waiting for her to finish her sentence.

"I..." An Jing clenched a fist with her hand hanging by her side, her eyes fixed on Ge Zijie's pretty lips.

Why am I the only one messed up.

She ignored it, supported Ge Zijie's chair back, and bumped herself into it. It took her too much courage, her eyes were closed tightly, her eyelashes trembled unreasonably, and the drumbeat in her pulse was beating fiercely.

This mouth was too reckless and An Jing didn't have much skill and experience, her teeth collided together, Ge Zijie's lips seemed to be cut, An Jing could faintly taste some blood.

"I..." An Jing backed away apologetically, and said only apologetic words, and was pulled back by an arm around her waist.

"You should know what the consequences of doing this kind of thing to me are." Ge Zijie watched the flames in her eyes burn fiercely, with some blood stains on her lips, her voice was unbearably hoarse.

"I know." An Jing summoned up the courage to look back at her. At this moment, she felt that it would be okay to be swallowed up by those deep eyes.

Supporting Ge Zijie's shoulder with her hands, An Jing lightened the pressure this time, and pressed a kiss on the broken lips again. She was so devout, "I am willing."

Pay back, she counted silently in her heart.

Even if it was her wishful thinking, even if Ge Zijie was only interested in her on a whim like outsiders said, An Jing wanted to seize this moment, her reputation was far less important than this person.

The palms of Ge Zijie's hands on An Jing's waist were so hot that a crack was cut through the hardest rock, and her expression was no longer as calm as before.

But An Jing's offensive didn't stop there. She straightened her upper body, leaned close to Ge Zijie's ear, and used the opponent's usual tricks to ask softly like a cat: "Do you still want me?"

The air was silent for a second, as if there could be the sound of something being torn apart. Ge Zijie hugged the girl who was lighting a fire next to his ear, opened the door of the lounge with one hand, and kept pressing the girl onto the bed without turning on the light.

The darkness prevented An Jing's vision from being clear enough, but she stretched out her hand in Ge Zijie's direction exactly as if she had set up a sensor, wrapped her neck around her, and tightened it.

Hearing this, Ge Zijie's last sliver of self-control disappeared, and the scorching flames burned all over her body. She freed up one hand and loosened the tie around her neck.

Putting his hands together, the slightly sweaty palms from nervousness pressed against the back of Ge Zijie's hands, and completely removed the bow tie for her.

Ge Zijie's eyes finally adapted to the darkness, and when he got closer, he could clearly see An Jing's pair of trembling eyelashes and the bright eyes covered by them from the faint light, hitting directly into her eyes like that.

"You have to think clearly, I will not apologize for what I did next."

The arms hooked around her neck tightened, Ge Zijie could feel An Jing's fingers trembling slightly, she sighed and wanted to pull away, but was pulled down again, a light touch touched the center of her forehead, An Jing The shallow breath is a little warm.

"Hmm." An Jing's voice was originally soft, but now it has a tone that is deliberately weak, and it is outrageously well-behaved.

Ge Zijie took An Jing's hand, put it on his crotch, held the back of her head, and said in a low voice, "You kissed the wrong place."

In the next second, An Jing's lips were bitten. Instead of resisting, she tentatively stretched out her tongue and touched it. Ge Zijie paused, and his strength in holding her hand became stronger. The strong touch was tinged with sweetness. The bloody smell poured into the mouth, and every soft place was captured.

The familiar feeling swept An Jing's brain again, and Ge Zijie's attack this time was particularly urgent, as if it was a gate that had been suppressed for a long time and finally broke out. Suddenly, the rushing water gushed out, making An Jing dizzy.

Her fingers tugged at the shirt on Ge Zijie's back, hooking it weakly. An Jing was worried that she would lie down if she loosened her strength, but that point of support was quickly removed. She could only cling her palms to Ge Zijie's smooth back, He didn't dare to use force, for fear of scratching her with his nails.

Ge Zijie sensed An Jing's scruples, put her down on the bed, kissed intermittently, and slid down her neck...

When she posted it, An Jing's eyes widened, her body tensed up, and she quickly covered Ge Zijie's face with her hands, "Don't!"

Ge Zijie smiled, his voice was so soft that An Jing began to doubt her hearing.

The ears are numb and hot.

"It's okay." Ge Zijie turned his face, kissed An Jing's palm, and finally traced her palm with the tip of his tongue.

An Jing's palm was itchy, she retracted it, and when she realized it again, the malicious attacker had already succeeded.

The thigh muscles seemed to lose strength, and the separated knees trembled at irregular frequencies. An Jing bit her lips tightly, but she couldn't stop the unbearable nasal sound, and the pillowcase she was grabbing with her left hand was about to be torn apart.

Ge Zijie freed up a hand, exerted a little force on An Jing's lips, and tilted her mouth open.

"Um... Zijie..." An Jing took a sudden breath, raised her upper body uncontrollably, and shed some tears from the corners of her closed eyes.

"I'm here." She reached out to wipe off the teardrops hanging on An Jing's eyelashes, and put them in her mouth, feeling slightly bitter.

When all the surging aura in the darkness calmed down, An Jing's brain was still groggy.

The skin is close to the skin, and the touch on the skin is as smooth as fine silk, and the sound of Ge Zijie's breathing is next to her ear, and she knows even if she doesn't look at her, that pair of light-colored eyes must be staring at her at this time.

Suddenly, the screen of the phone she dropped aside lit up, and it turned out to be an incoming text message.

The other party thoughtfully stated the origin of the money, An Jing turned to look at Ge Zijie, just in time to find that she was also looking at herself, "That script..."

"Xu Bai signed for you." After thinking about it, she added, "I agree."

"You're not afraid of me..."

Ge Zijie tugged at An Jing's ear, "Do you think you can still run away now?"

An Jing's face flushed, but the text message in her hand was to transfer money to the company's account. She wanted to pay back the year's salary that she had previously paid in advance, but when she looked carefully, she found something was wrong. Ask, "The number is different from what was written in the previous contract. Did they call too much?"

Originally, half was given before the shooting started, and the rest was given after the filming was over, but what was shown in the text message was too much.

"It's okay, it's all Mo Xian's money." Ge Zijie kissed An Jing's head, "The biggest investor in this show is her."

Co-authoring, Ge Zijie took the opportunity to trick Mo Yan again——Before the morning came, An Jing really thought so.

As soon as work started the next day, Mo Yan's news arrived on time, with a cheerful tone and no unhappiness at all being ruthlessly tricked, and a string of emojis were sent.

'Happy cooperation, Xiao Jing. '

There was also a picture posted below, which was also a contract, and the name of the character written next to it, An Jing, was still recognizable, and it was the other protagonist of the play she signed.

This movie is aimed at winning awards, so I chose a very bold theme, same-sex theme, two heroines, one is a prisoner of an enemy country, and the other is a queen of a country. Because of this, Xu Bai also convinced Wan Yu for a long time that she Just take it.

After all, the script of this play is really good, and Wan Yu's filmmaking is the most concerned about this, if she just gives it up like this, she will not be reconciled.

But compared to this An Jing, I don't need to care too much. After all, she is just a supporting role that is not well-known. She danced at the two dinner parties and added a few simple rival scenes. No matter what the subject matter of the movie, she can't touch her.

But... She couldn't imagine how Mo Xian, an executive of an entertainment company, would act, and he was the protagonist of such an important movie.

She couldn't help but searched for Mo Xian's name on the Internet, and she was completely dumbfounded after this search.

"I said why did I feel familiar with this person the first time I saw him at the gate of the elementary school?"

作者有话要说：呼，希望不会再被和谐……之后更新时间照常啊（00:00:22），以防昨天那样的误会，下一次更新→2019.04.1200:00:22

Comments under this chapter send small red envelopes as compensation for the late update (the deadline is before [-] o’clock tonight), tweet tweet