You are the most sultry [entertainment circle]

Su Mu has a standard figure, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, and an inverted triangle. It is said that Su Mu's agent intended to let Su Mu break into the modeling circle.

His agent had probably been with Su Mu for a long time, and it was just a joke with Su Mu on the set.

Unexpectedly, Su Mu seriously vetoed the manager's suggestion, and the manager took up the conversation as a matter of course.

"why?"

"My body can only be seen by my wife."

Everyone was silent, probably because they didn't expect Su Mu to say such a thing.

At that time, a staff member on the set shot this short video, which was reposted frantically on Weibo, so Su Mu succeeded in attracting a wave of girl fans.

Thinking of this, Wen Mi suddenly felt a pain on her forehead.

Su Mu passed by her, his voice a little hoarse, "Have you seen enough?"

Wen Mi came back to her senses, she reacted slowly, said "ah" in a low voice, and raised her hand to bury the clothes in her arms on her face, her breath was full of the smell of Su Mu.

She put down the clothes in her arms again in embarrassment, and lowered her eyes.

Embarrassment came and went.

Su Mu was only wearing a pair of gray underwear, and she could see the bulging things wrapped around her.

Then he raised his head again, his gaze was nowhere to be found.

As if nothing had happened, Su Mu took out a nightgown from the closet and put it on.

Loosely, the laces were loose, revealing a small piece of firm and taut chest.

Wen Mi exhaled lightly, feeling her chest was stuffy, she stepped on the spot, and heard Su Mu say from behind,

"Is something wrong?"

"Huh?" Waking up, Wen Mi nodded hurriedly, like a chicken pecking at rice.

"What's the matter?" Su Mu sat down on the sofa beside the bed, with his legs spread apart, holding a towel in his hand and lowering his head slightly to wipe it indiscriminately.

Wen Mi's feet rubbed against the carpet for a while, and a sentence popped out of her mouth, "That... that is my... luggage..."

Su Mu nodded his chin, threw the towel, and glanced at her with dark eyes, "I asked Aunt Shen to carry the luggage."

"For...why?"

"What do you say?"

Ethics, husband and wife obligations, or others.

Do not know at all.Wen Mi thought with a sullen head.

Su Mu scratched the hair on the back of his neck, frowned, as if he was in deep thought, standing at the end of the bed with his feet warm and sweet, with a soft profile like a milk cat.

"Tomorrow, when my mother comes back from abroad, in order not to let her feel that there is a crack in the relationship between the two of us before we are married, so—"

"I asked Aunt Shen to bring the luggage here."

Mama Su and Mama Wen were best friends when they were young. When they returned home, they would inevitably go back to visit Mama Wen. Mama Wen would not want her to have relationship problems with Su Mu.

...Although the two of them have no relationship foundation.

But lying in a bed—

Wen Mi raised her eyes and collided with Su Mu's gaze. Su Mu's eyes were red phoenix eyes, with long and slender tails, shining and introverted.

"Not touching you," he said.

Wen Mi, who was guessed in her mind, flushed slightly, she didn't dare to look at him, she turned her back in the next second, said a muffled "um", and wanted to walk out the door.

In fact, it doesn't matter, Wen Mi thought slightly openly.

She trapped Su Mu's personal freedom and tied his whole life to her. There was no reason for him to follow her in abstinence for the rest of his life.

But when Su Mu said this, she couldn't refute it. She couldn't say shamelessly,

It's okay, you can touch me.

Get lost.

She turned around and wanted to throw Su Mu's changed clothes in her arms into the laundry basket.

Su Mu leaned back on the sofa, crossed her long legs, and squinted at Wen Mi.

She walked in front with her clothes in her hands, her waist at the back was outlined slenderly, looking down, the chiffon skirt was below her knees, revealing half of her fair calves.

His eyes were getting deeper, Su Mu closed his eyes and tilted his head back, he called out to Wen Mi, and lowered his voice,

"Warm honey."

Wen Mi turned her head, "Huh?"

He pointed casually, unable to suppress his bad thoughts, and simply gave up struggling, "There is still a piece of clothing."

Wen Mi dawdled to look in the direction of his fingers, she didn't speak for a while, her face was blushed.

"..."

-

At eight o'clock, Wen Mi went into the bathroom and lingered in it for nearly 10 minutes.

The men's life in the bathroom is very heavy, and Aunt Shen didn't tidy up her warm and sweet things, but put them all in the storage box.

Wen Mi didn't release them, but even pushed the storage box into an empty grid.

When there was really nothing to clean up, he grabbed the bathroom doorknob, closed his eyes and went out.

Unexpectedly, they ran into Su Mu who was about to knock on the door.

Su Mu glanced at her and said lightly, "I thought something happened to you inside."

Wen Mi: "..."

The size of Su Mu's bed is very large, and the warm and sweet turtle crawled on it. Su Mu followed her, stepping on the carpet and moving forward silently.

The quilt on the bed was chilled by the air conditioner, Wen Mi climbed up against the quilt, her knees resting on the edge of the bed, she never thought that the quilt was slippery, accidentally, her legs fell halfway down.

A hand shook it halfway up.

Holding the soles of her feet upwards, he lifted her up directly.

Wen Mi blushed, feeling that the soles of her feet were burning hot, she retracted her feet with her red ears, and crawled into the bed, covered with the quilt, and said timidly,

"Thank you."

Su Mu raised his eyelids and glanced at her lazily, reached out and pressed the remote control to turn off the ceiling light.

There was only one bedside lamp left, the light was weak, the whole room was dimmed, vision was blurred, and the five senses became sensitive.

Each other's breath is fresh and smellable, and even the smell on the body is faintly magnified.

Wen Mi opened her eyes, lying in the dark, with Su Mu's heavy snorting sound in her ears, her hands were neatly placed on her stomach, she didn't move around, afraid of embarrassing physical contact with each other.

The cell phone rang suddenly, it was Wen Mi's cell phone, which was placed on the bedside table before going to take a shower.

But it was on Su Mu's side.

She held her breath and listened carefully to Su Mu's breathing. She couldn't tell whether Su Mu was asleep or not, so she called out softly, "Su Mu?"

A peaceful breathing sound.

"Su Yushen?"

Still a piece of calm.

Wen Mi blinked her eyes, got up from under the quilt lightly, and carefully crawled towards Su Mu.

There was a slight sound on the bed. Wen Mi had just crossed Su Mu's body with one hand and supported him outside.

"what?"

His voice was not loud, even low, but Wen Mi, who had a guilty conscience, trembled in fright, bent her arms and folded her body, and fell down, lying on Su Mu's waist and abdomen.

Su Mu snorted, with an annoyed look in his eyes, he raised his hand and squeezed the space between his eyebrows, then turned on the bedside lamp.

Holding Wen Mi's waist with her big hands, she moved her around the waist to the side of the bed.

He propped his arms, his brows were lowered, his back was lighted, his eyes were emotionally unclear, only the veins on his forehead were throbbing, and he seemed to be in a bad mood.

"What are you doing?" He lowered his voice, his voice was hoarse.

"Take the phone."

Su Mumeifeng looked at her impatiently for a while, reached out to grab the phone for her, stuffed it into her phone roughly, then got up and went into the bathroom.

Wen Mi stared at the back for a long time before retracting into the quilt to check the news.

News from Yu Beiwan.

- Honey, I'm back home.

- Let's get together tomorrow.

Yu Beiwan is her friend outside the circle, a freelance cartoonist. In order to collect materials, she started her world travel at the beginning of the year. After six months, Wen Mi almost forgot that there was such a person.

Lying under the quilt and replying the message, Wen Mi turned her head and stared at the bathroom.

Su Mu was still inside.

She stared at it for a while, and after a while, she started yawning again, her upper and lower eyelids were terribly sore, and she simply closed her eyes.

He fell asleep in no time.

Even when Su Mu went to bed again, he just muttered softly, turned around and continued to sleep.