Days dominated by wife-watching demons

The fine raindrops floated on her hair, and some of her eyelashes fell, and the damp eyelashes drooped slightly, covering her eyes with a layer of mist.

At this time, the dancer knew that she had no other choice. She knew that if she didn't do it, she would immediately become a useless waste product, only to die.

She trembled her eyelashes, and the corners of her eyes were stained red with extreme panic, looking extremely pitiful, "I...will."

"Okay! Card!" The director's emotions finally came back, "Okay."

"Is it cold?" Mo Yan got close, knowing that An Jing's shiver just now was not staged, so she touched An Jing's cheek with her palm, "Why is it so hot?"

"It's okay." An Jing also put her hand on her cheek, it was a little hot, but it shouldn't be a big problem.

Xu Bai didn't rush forward this time, because someone had already taken the coat from her hand and strode towards the stage.

Ge Zijie has been on the scene since the scene just now. From seeing Mo eating silly tofu under the name of acting, to hearing Jing Jing's reply with a lot of meaning "I do", the whole scene The bystanders are very clear.

Even if he knew it was a line, he still couldn't feel better.

The vinegar jar was overturned, how could it be so easy to clean up.

"Fever?" Ge Zijie embraced An Jing from behind, patted Mo Lian's hand away without any trace, and then covered her forehead with his palm, "It's hot."

An Jing coughed and was stunned for two seconds. She didn't know whether it was her hallucination or real, after all, her head was really dizzy now.

"Zijie?" She raised her hand to hold Ge Zijie's hand, and the real body temperature from her fingertips told her that the person in front of her was a real person, "You came so early."

Recently, both of them have been very busy, and they can only see each other briefly before going to bed. Today is Friday, and they agreed to pick up Anyang.

"Answer me, does the headache hurt?" Ge Zijie rubbed the back of her neck, even though there were a large number of staff and actors watching, she only had An Jing in her eyes at this moment.

When she first arrived, she was still a little angry, but when she saw An Jing dressed in such a cold weather and acting in the rain, and her fingers turned blue from the cold, her heart softened.

"It doesn't hurt." An Jing shook her head.

"Director Ge is treating us as a display. I haven't seen you for a long time. Why don't you say hello to me?" Mo Yan rubbed his hand that was slapped away, and the scalded skin was hit hard again. A dull pain now.

But she kept a polite smile on her face, "The busy man suddenly appeared here, who is it to visit? Our Goddess Wan?"

After she reminded her like this, everyone realized what was weird just now.

If Ge Zijie came to visit the cast as the director, he should first care about Wanyu, the pillar of AW's actor department, why now it looks like...he came here for this new idol.

Ge Zijie cast a sidelong glance at her, with a warning in his eyes, "Don't always worry about other people's artistes, why not take care of your own good-for-nothings."

"The best treasure has already been taken by Director Ge. Where should I go to find it? In the eyes of Director Ge, the things I found can only be called useless wood." Mo connected the coat handed over by his assistant. , smiling cheerfully.

Again.

An Jing tugged on Ge Zijie's sleeve, not wanting to waste any more time here, so she looked up at her, "Anyang..."

It was agreed to see Anyang once a week, but she missed it several times because of her busy schedule. Now she is anxious to see Anyang.

Ge Zijie squeezed her palm, and it was hotter than usual, "If you're not feeling well, go home and rest first. You've slept less than me these days, and you won't be able to handle it later."

All around were staff members who were staring at the three of them curiously. Even the director raised his horn and looked at them blankly. After all, it was harder for him to hear that Ge Zijie cared about someone than hitting a ghost.

He still remembered the last time he talked with Ge Zijie about the kissing scene, her tone and eyes, as if she was going to freeze to death.

"No." An Jing objected, "Don't look at me like this, I am absolutely in good health, and I haven't had a cold for several years."

As she said that, she shivered again. The costume on her body was drenched in rain for so long, and it was sticky and uncomfortable to the skin. The tip of her nose was also a little itchy. She wanted to sneeze but couldn't, but she shed some tears.

"Change your clothes first." Ge Zijie frowned, dragged him and walked towards the tent.

Two minutes later, Wan Yu and Xu Bai stood silently at the door of the tent, while the assistants behind them trembled holding ginger tea.

"Sister Xu, is my name on the sign above?" Wan Yu asked with blank eyes.

"Yes." Xu Bai put on the hood of his coat and rubbed his hands, "Otherwise, let's go to Mo Yan's. Anyway, she often visits other houses, so it won't be a problem for us to come back."

Wan Yu silently torn between going to the common room and standing outside to blow the cold wind, and decisively accepted Xu Bai's suggestion.

"You mean it, Miss Xu."

Different from the outside, all the little suns in the tent work hard to warm the surrounding air temperature.

"Do you need help."

"Need not!"

Obviously the conversation just now was like the above, but what's going on with the current situation.

An Jing hugged the clothes in her arms tightly, looked at the person pressing her very close in front of her, "I can do it myself."

Ge Zijie lowered his eyes, and lifted a belt around her waist, "How many steps to loosen this belt?"

The one on the waist must be the first step, An Jing replied.

"Wrong." Ge Zijie put his palm against An Jing's waist, slid behind her, and dropped the bow on the back of her waist with one hand, "Let me do it."

What was different from the gentle voice was that her movements were very strong, one after another, making An Jing, who was slow-witted at this time, unable to react.

"Turn around." Ge Zijie put his hands on her shoulders, turning her back to him.

The red coat was easily pulled off, and the part of the white underwear that was soaked in water became transparent, showing some flesh-colored skin on the girl's skin, and her shoulders were trembling slightly.

With his clothes loosened, Ge Zijie asked An Jing's ear, "Is it cold, bring the heater closer?"

It's not cold... In fact, An Jing's whole body is very hot now, so are her cheeks and palms, especially her throat feels like it's about to burn.

She shook her head silently, and found that Ge Zijie's stopped movement continued again, and the slightly wet underwear was also taken off, leaving only a close-fitting vest.

Ge Zijie's gaze stayed on An Jing's thin back, his eyes darkened slightly, and he quickly put the turtleneck sweater in his hand on An Jing's head.

"Woo..." The mouth of the high collar was a little tight, and An Jing pulled it off with both hands, feeling like she finally broke through the soil and breathed fresh air for the rest of her life.

At some point, Ge Zijie, who was behind her, had already stood in front of her. With her hands, she pinned An Jing's messy hair pulled by the high collar behind her ears, and grabbed the back of her head.

"An Jing." Her voice was a little hoarse, as if trying to suppress some emotions, "I heard that you hugged Mo Yan in the tent just now?"

"Who!" An Jing's ears were red with anxiety, but when she looked up and saw the corner of Ge Zijie's mouth raised, she knew that she was teasing herself again, so she lowered her voice again, "I didn't..."

"I heard that he even held hands and applied ointment for others." Ge Zijie shook his right hand, there was still a hideous scar on his forearm, "I used the ointment I bought for me."

"There are so many nonsense, that person is talking nonsense." An Jing frowned, "I didn't hold hands, and I didn't use your ointment."

After teasing people and achieving his goal, Ge Zijie looked down into An Jing's clear eyes, and said calmly, "Really? I was still thinking about how to punish you."

what punishment.

"He took advantage of it, should I ask for double compensation?" Ge Zijie stretched out his hand, clasped An Jing's with his ten fingers, his palms pressed together, and their heartbeats merged into a rhythm.

"so."

Saying that, she took another step forward, pulling An Jing's hand tightly into her arms, lowering her head and taking a deep breath in her hair.

"Again."

Lips moved to that smear of pink, the tip of her tongue lightly poked in, the heat in An Jing's mouth was higher than before, she couldn't breathe smoothly after being kissed, she could only lean back as hard as she could, but it made the person in front of her feel even more irritated Raiders.

An Jing's hand clasped Ge Zijie's shoulder feebly, and her mind was too dazed to respond. Even without those messy excuses, she could still feel the eager nostalgia from Ge Zijie's touch again and again.

"Is Xiao Jing there?" There was a sudden sound at the door, scaring An Jing to tighten the clothes on Ge Zijie's chest, and looked at her nervously.

Even though the clothes on her body were intact, she felt that the two of them were cheating out of thin air.

When Mo Yan heard the sound, his voice sank a bit, "Director Ge is here?"

"What's the matter?" Ge Zijie picked up the long coat at the side, wrapped it around An Jing's body, and opened the curtain to go out.

"I'm looking for Xiaojing." Mo Yan looked at her coldly, "It's about Anyang."

"What's wrong with Anyang." Hearing that, An Jing also came out from behind the curtain.

"When Shining came by car, she told Anyang that you were here, and she got into the car with her. That girl called Shining when she was almost here. I was afraid that your trip would be wasted, so I came to tell you." Mo Yan Shaking the phone in his hand, Mo Xingxing's joyful voice came out immediately after the hands-free: "Anyang, listen quickly, I told you, I didn't lie to you, your sister is really with my aunt."

"Sister?" Anyang's immature voice sounded, with some questioning tone.

"It's me, you follow Winky and Uncle and don't run around, my sister is waiting for you here."

"It should be Mo Xianxing who followed me, and I'm her senior sister now." The anxiety in Anyang's tone was subtracted, and some joy was added.

"So... are you waiting here now, or you have something urgent to go, I can send people there later."

"Sister, don't go!" Anyang's tone was a little anxious, "Anyang will be here soon, wait for me."

"My sister is waiting for you here, don't worry." An Jing quickly comforted her, turned her head and asked Ge Zijie with her eyes, and said again after getting a positive answer from the other party: "Your sister Zijie is also here."

"Great!"