You are the most sultry [entertainment circle]

Wen Mi took a sip of herbal tea.

Su Mu obediently handed her a tissue, "Drink slowly."

Wen Mi: "..."

At the end of the dinner, Wen Feng seemed a little lost because he didn't see Papa Su, and Wen Mi buried her head in her tea and pretended not to see him.

Within a few minutes, the waiter returned the card.

Su Mu got up, put the suit jacket on his left arm, and stretched out his right hand to her.

Wen Mi was stunned for two seconds, before he got impatient, she obediently put her hand into his palm.

Out of the private room, Wen Mi and Su Mu walked in the middle, Wen Feng and Ye Zhiqing walked in front and talked about things, followed by Wen Ruo and her mother Jiang Qing.

Wen Mi squinted in front of her eyes, Wen Feng looked anxiously on the side, and was talking quickly with Su's mother, she looked away and gently scratched Su Mu's palm.

Su Mu's pace gradually slowed down, "What's wrong?"

"Is my dad asking you for help?"

"Ah."

"Oh."

"Don't ask what's the matter?"

Wen Mi unconsciously shook his arm, her mouth was slightly pursed, "I don't want to ask."

When they went back, Mother Su was in the driver's car of Su's family, while Wen Mi was led by Su Mu to his car.

When she was about to get on the co-pilot, Wen Feng took two steps forward and stopped her.

Wen Mi tilted her head, "Is there something wrong?"

"Xiao Mi, Dad has something to discuss with you."

Wen Mi frowned slightly, "Say."

Wen Feng hesitated for a while, then glanced at Su Mu who was standing aside.

Su Mu got into the car with no expression, Wen Mi broke away from Wen Feng's palm, "Now we can talk."

His hand was pulled away, Wen Feng scratched his hair a little cautiously, "That Yaya recently—"

Hearing Mother Wen's name, Wen Mi frowned, and interrupted directly in a low voice, "Dad, can you just tell me what's going on? There's no need to beat around the bush between us."

Wen Feng was embarrassed, touched his beer belly, pondered for a while, and then said, "That's, that is, Ruo Ruo has just gained some fame in the entertainment circle recently. She, hype, hot search, etc., help if you can? After all, she has less time in the circle than you, and some things are not familiar with."

Not familiar with it?Then there was someone else who was hotly searched last night?

Wen Mi didn't say a word.

Wen Feng looked at her expression, and said again: "Just do Dad a favor, and if Su Shirong comes back, please remember to tell me."

Su Shirong is Su Mu's father.Wen Mi frowned and didn't have time to ask why, Wen Feng turned around, "Aunt Jiang called me, I'm leaving first, if it's convenient for you, I can help Ruoruo, and Dad will invite you to dinner alone when I have time."

"I..." Wen Mi raised her head, without saying a word, Wen Feng had already turned around and walked more than half the distance.

Wen Mi stood there for a while with her head bowed. The car horn sounded. Su Mu rolled down the window of the co-pilot and turned to her sideways, "Still in the car? Are you waiting for the paparazzi outside?"

"..."

Wen Mi got into the car, her eyelids were raised, and when she lowered her head to buckle the seat belt, she absentmindedly buckled it two or three times but failed.

Su Mu squinted at her, "Were you stupid in your last life?" He said so, but he still turned sideways, took her hand away, and clasped it for her himself.

Wen Mi lowered her head and stared at Su Mu's side neck. The distance between the two was very close. His breath just drove away some of the haze in her heart. "

"Ok?"

After Su Mu responded, there was a moment of silence. He clasped his hands and stopped, raised his eyes to look at her seriously, and said in a low and sexy tone, "What's wrong?"

Wen Mi reached out and tugged at the hem of his shirt, with a pitiful face, "Can I give you a hug?"

Su Mu didn't speak, but looked at her quietly with black eyes.

Wen Mi's face became hot when she was looked at, and she looked away awkwardly, her lips parted slightly, "It's okay..."

She stopped and was held in Su Mu's arms.

After a while, Su Mu made a sound above his head, as if comforting,

"Nine out of ten unsatisfactory things in life, if you are not happy, try to think of something that will make you happy."

Wen Mi stuffed herself in his arms, breathed in his clear smell, and asked in a low voice, "For example?"

"Miss me." Su Mu said solemnly.

"..."

Wen Mi was silent for two seconds, then grabbed the hem of his clothes with some strength, "Su Mu, you are so narcissistic."

"I'm narcissistic about you."

"..."

Wen Mi blushed, put her hand on the man's shoulder and pushed the man away a distance.

Su Mu glanced at her sideways, caught a glimpse of the corners of her slightly raised lips, felt a burst of joy, wrapped her fingertips around the end of her hair, and called out Wenmi in a low voice.

"Do you feel better?"

Wen Mi didn't look back, just nodded slightly, when she raised her hand to open the window to cool down, Su Mu stopped her hand halfway and didn't let her open it.

Turn back in doubt.

Su Mu looked at her deeply, tapped her lips lightly with his fingertips, and spoke with an unusually ambiguous tone in the small space of the car,

"Then give me a kiss."

"...Ah...why?" Wen Mi asked in a low voice, leaning against the glass window after being dazed for a moment.

Su Mu pursed his lips and smiled, "I hugged you just now, you asked for it, and I agreed, so—"

He paused, and Wen Mi answered, "So what?"

"Reciprocity."

"..."

Wen Mi didn't move, her watery deer-like eyeballs stared at Su Mu defensively.

Su Mu waited for a while, "Don't you want to kiss?"

Wen Mi lowered her back to the car window and did not speak.

He narrowed his eyes dangerously, "I'll give you another two seconds to think about it."

"..."

"One, two—"

As soon as the sound of "two" ended, Su Mu said, "If you don't want to kiss, then..."

Before she finished speaking, Wen Mi threw herself on his mouth with a swift movement, and smacked the corner of his mouth with saliva.

Su Mu tilted his lips and raised his head to wipe away the saliva, showing a harmless smile, "Actually, I just wanted to say that it's okay to not kiss."

Wen Mi: "..."

After being blackmailed by Su Mu twice in the car, Wen Mi's mood returned to its original position.

When they arrived at the villa, Su's mother arrived earlier than them, and she had already packed up and went to bed.

Wen Mi followed Su Mu up to the second floor and back to her room.

After the two of them took a bath, Su Mu turned off the light and went to bed. Wen Mi snuggled into her arms automatically without Su Mu opening her mouth.

There was still a little moisture on his body, and Wen Mi withdrew her body out uncomfortably.

Su Mu let her alone, half leaning on the pillow to send a message.

Wen Mi didn't feel much sleepy, she secretly took out her mobile phone under the pillow to check Weibo.

She stared at it for a while, then came to the fun, and pushed a popular Weibo on the homepage.

The content of the text is: After staying in the crew for a day, I returned home injured at night [sad] [sad].

The accompanying picture is a high-definition picture of the knee injury.

Wen Mi laughed.

It's Wen Ruo.

Wen Mi held the phone up to Su Mu, "Look!"

Su Mu squinted his eyes and commented boringly, "There are too many hot searches. For celebrities who are not very famous, they will over-consume the attention of netizens and cause visual fatigue of netizens. It will not do her any good in the later stage."

"..."

She was just letting him watch for fun.

When Wen Mi was about to take back the phone, Su Mu stretched out his hand and pulled her back into his arms, "That sister of yours doesn't seem to have a good IQ," she said, then looked down at her, and when she opened her mouth to speak, Wen Mi had a hunch that it was not a good thing. Grabbing his neckline, "Stop, stop."

Su Mu bent her lips, as she wished.

Wen Mi breathed a sigh of relief, what Su Mu could spit out about her was probably not good, so she didn't ask for humiliation.

She turned around and clicked on the picture to take a look. Su Mu put down the phone, lay down, held Wen Mi's waist, and pulled it closer to her arms.

With her back against Su Mu's chest, she adjusted her body to find a more comfortable position.

Wen Mi stared at the picture that Wen Ruo posted on the Internet and saw that the red bruises on her knees were quite serious. She remembered that when she left the hotel at night, Wen Ruo still seemed to be limping.

Putting down the phone, Wen Mi turned her head slightly, the person behind her was breathing very shallowly.

The room was dark, and Wen Mi called him softly in the dark, "Su Mu,"

"Ok?"

not asleep?

Wen Mi was relieved, turned around in the circle surrounded by his arms, and the two faced each other.

Breathing intertwinedly on each other's faces, Wen Mi held her mobile phone up to Su Mu's eyes again, and asked Su Mu to look at the picture, "Look here."

Su Mu raised his eyelids, glanced at her, took her mobile phone out of her hand, put it on the bedside table on his side, rubbed her hair, and said in a hoarse voice, "Sleep well."

Wen Mi said "Hey", lifted her body, and wanted to get her mobile phone.

Su Mu easily pushed him under the blanket.

Wen Mi blinked, realizing that Su Mu couldn't see in the dark, so she simply lowered her eyes, tugged at the belt of his nightgown, and whispered,

"The kick I kicked her at night seemed a bit heavy?"

"I took a closer look just now, and I guess she won't be able to walk normally tomorrow,"

"Did I push too hard?"

Su Mu didn't make a sound, maybe he fell asleep or didn't hear clearly.

Wen Mi muttered a few words, but did not respond. When she squinted her eyes and was about to sleep, Su Mu's arm resting on her waist moved twice, and then put her hand on her back and waist, slowly rubbing twice.

Feeling a little itchy from being rubbed, Wen Mi turned around.

Su Mu pressed her waist hard, and in the next second, the two faced each other seamlessly.

After a moment of embarrassment, Wen Mi noticed that Su Mu's chin was close to her collarbone, and her breath was hot and humid.

Su Mu spoke, his voice was low and hoarse at first,

"Warm honey,"

"Huh?" Wen Mi subconsciously hesitated, and answered with a trembling tone.

"Someone sexually harassed your man in public,"

"I...I...man...man..."

Su Mu's breathing became hotter, and her deep voice rang dangerously beside her ear, "Isn't it?"

Uh.

Wen Mi kept her mouth shut for three seconds, and in exchange Su Mu bit her collarbone. She felt the pain and immediately changed her mouth, "Yes... yes..."

He loosened his mouth slightly, grinding his teeth, "What is it?"

Wen Mi's earlobes were red, and she stammered, "Yes... yes... it's me... oh, don't bite."

Su Mu bit her mouth again, Wen Mi closed her eyes and covered her face, "It's my man."

The room was silent, Su Mu laughed lowly, stood up with his arms propped up, and pressed her under him.

Wen Mi's breath was stagnant, Su Mu put one hand on the side of her face, palm to her cheek, and gently stroked the corner of her mouth with her thumb,

"So someone sexually harassed me in public,"

"If you don't kick her hard, what are you going to do?"

"Indifferent?"