The heroine forced me to fall in love with money

The teardrops were shining brightly, dazzlingly illuminated by the lights in the room.

Su Jin looked at it, swallowed subconsciously, and said in a hoarse voice after a while: "Is it that spicy?"

"Yeah." Jiang Zhinan nodded in response, his words were a little incomplete, "Really, really..."

"Squeamish." Su Jin raised the corners of her mouth slightly, as if to say something in a low voice.

Jiang Zhinan didn't hear it clearly, but he also knew that the words that came out of her mouth were absolutely not good, so he simply ignored it, and directly picked up the glass of water that Su Jin poured for him and drank it.

The time for the three of them to eat this meal is not short, the originally warm tea has cooled down now, but the anti-spicy effect is good, Jiang Zhinan felt a lot better after drinking a cup, and quickly went to pour himself a second cup two cups.

After drinking three cups in a row, the spicy food was no longer spicy, but she started hiccupping again.

One after another, they looked miserable.

Su Jin sat on the spot and looked at her. Seeing that this person's mouth was red, and there were still tears hanging from his eyelashes, he was already very pitiful, but he hiccupped and tossed endlessly.

Really are.

"Cough." Su Jin coughed lightly, leaned back and couldn't help laughing.

Jiang Zhinan looked over upon hearing this, his eyes widened, as if expressing strong dissatisfaction with her behavior.

She might be able to calm down people with her usual appearance, but now she hiccups endlessly, and staring like this is not scary at all, but rather funny.

Su Jin didn't speak, just stared at her like that, and even counted how many times she could hit in one minute.

After a while, she found that Jiang Zhinan's hiccups were quite fast, fourteen per minute, which was really tiring.

"Stop hitting." Su Jin said, with the corners of her mouth always raised, "Your friend named Wang Xiran should be back soon."

"I can't stop, I can't stop!" Jiang Zhinan said, his tone full of helplessness.

"Really?" Su Jin said, and suddenly raised her hand to support her on the chair, she got up and leaned in the direction of Jiang Zhinan, and looked down into her eyes.

"I heard that kissing seems to be useful?" She said, the smile on her lips was obvious, "If you hit again, I will kiss you right here."

She said this very seriously, as if she would really kiss her in the next second.

Jiang Zhinan was startled by her, subconsciously held his breath, his scalp was a little numb.

Su Jin didn't speak anymore, but her face really moved up, getting closer and closer to her.

When the tips of their noses were almost touching, there was a sudden sound of the door opening behind them.

"I'm sorry." Wang Xiran stood at the door, caught in a gust of wind, "I just made a call, and I came back a bit late, so I kept you waiting."

Hearing this, Su Jin sat back in her seat, and slightly opened her lips and said, "No."

"What were you doing just now?" Wang Xiran smiled, returned to the table and sat down, with curiosity in his tone, "I think you were quite close to Mr. Zhou just now."

"There's something in her eye." Su Jin said, "I'll blow it out for her."

"I see." Wang Xiran nodded, turned his gaze to Jiang Zhinan's face, and sure enough, he saw tears from her eyelashes, "It hurts, doesn't it?"

"It's okay." Jiang Zhinan shook his head, his cheeks were a little hot, "It's okay."

It was indeed good, ever since she was so startled by Su Jin, her hiccups seemed to stop suddenly, and she didn't hiccup again for a long time.

She had heard it said before that if she could be surprised by someone who suddenly hiccupped, there was a high chance that she could stop it.

Just like when she was frightened by Su Jin just now.

Jiang Zhinan reached out and poured himself a cup of tea, secretly watching Su Jin's expression while drinking.

The smile that hung on her face just now is gone, and now there is only the indifference wrapped between her brows, which is no different from her in normal times.

"What?" Seemingly noticing that Jiang Zhinan was looking at her, Su Jin looked sideways and asked softly, "Why are you looking at me?"

"It's nothing." Jiang Zhinan replied, averting his gaze.

I don't know if this man really wanted to kiss her just now.

……

After dinner, Wang Xiran proposed to take Jiang Zhinan to see his studio.

"Don't you want to take a set for your friend?" She said, looking Su Jin up and down, "Your friend has a very good temperament, and the pictures will definitely be amazing."

"Taking pictures?" Su Jin looked at Jiang Zhinan upon hearing the words, "Why don't I..."

"Didn't I talk to you on WeChat yesterday?" Jiang Zhinan smiled at Wang Xiran, and stretched out his hand to pull Su Jin aside, "I want to ask you to make an appointment, but actually I want to take you to her. I wanted to ask for your opinion more, but this time I happened to meet."

She said this, staring at Su Jin's face very seriously: "If you want, come with me. Wang Xiran's skills are quite good, and the shots will definitely look good."

"It's okay if you don't want to... I'll just ask Chen Bin to take you home."

"Then do you follow?" Su Jin asked.

"Yeah." Jiang Zhinan nodded, "After all, I'm a client, so I have to give him face no matter what."

Su Jin didn't speak, and raised her eyebrows slightly.

At this moment, Jiang Zhinan's hand was still on her wrist, and the heat was crawling up desperately along the touching skin of the two of them, very warm and seductive.

Su Jin turned her head and glanced at Wang Xiran who was standing not far away, and saw that this person was looking at him with a smile.

Seeing that smile and that cute face, for some reason, Su Jin suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

"I don't have anything to do in the afternoon." She said softly, and glanced away, "It's nothing to go with you."

"Really?" Jiang Zhinan really didn't expect her to agree, and felt very pleasantly surprised.

"Yeah." Su Jin nodded, "Really."

"Then let's go." Jiang Zhinan raised the corners of his mouth, and beckoned the two of them to get into the car together, and drove towards the direction of Wang Xiran's studio.

Because he is engaged in art, Wang Xiran has always pursued purity.

Compared with the kind of office building standing in a bustling area, she prefers to find a quieter and more remote place.

Chen Bin accelerated the speed of the car, and the car ran forward vigorously, and finally drove into a very dilapidated real estate.

"Go a little further, yes yes yes, turn left and turn left." Wang Xiran sat in the co-pilot's seat and commanded, feeling very excited.

Jiang Zhinan looked at Su Jin upon hearing this, and saw that Su Jin was also staring at him.

The two looked at each other for a while, and after a while, Su Jin came up to her and whispered something in her ear: "She might sell you."

Jiang Zhinan: "..."

"Mr. Zhou." Before Jiang Zhinan could say anything, Wang Xiran in front of him had already turned his head, with a smile in his eyes, "Here we are."

"Okay." Jiang Zhinan nodded, looking very serious, as if he was not surprised by the scene in front of him at all.

"Photography often requires inspiration." The three got out of the car, and Wang Xiran led them forward while explaining, "It won't work in places that are too busy and noisy, so you have to find something like this."

"Yeah." Jiang Zhinan nodded in response, "You're right."

"Really." Wang Xiran smiled, stretched out his hand and opened the door of his studio.

Her studio was on the fourth floor, the highest floor in the building.

Because the equipment occupies a relatively large area, Wang Xiran directly sold the entire floor. The two anti-theft doors facing each other are actually open from the inside. Although it looks small from the outside, the area is actually about [-] square meters.

"What kind of style do you want to shoot?" Wang Xiran asked the two to sit on the sofa, walked to the refrigerator and handed over two bottles of coffee, "You have a good temperament and figure, and your face is also three-dimensional, so you can shoot in many styles. "

"Anything is fine." Su Jin said, and glanced at Jiang Zhinan who was sitting next to her, "Anything is fine."

"Then I will come according to my own idea." Wang Xiran said, "You rest first, and I will put on makeup for you in a while, and then pick out some clothes."

"Yeah." Su Jin nodded without saying anything else, raised her head and drank a few sips of coffee, then got up and followed Wang Xiran to pick out clothes.

Jiang Zhinan sat there without moving, picked up the photo album and flipped through it.

The person in the system's family has been ill recently, and the system is busy going back to take care of her, and has not seen her for several days.

Jiang Zhinan couldn't chat with her to relieve boredom when he was free, so he could only do other things.

After rummaging like this for a while, she saw Su Jin finally come out from the back room.

"How is it?" Jiang Zhinan raised his head to look at her in response, and then... the whole person was stunned, and he didn't look back for a long time.

The casual dress she was wearing had faded into a black shirt.

The neckline of the shirt is not too small, even if Jiang Zhinan is sitting in this position, he can clearly see Su Jin's slender and fair neck, clear and deep collarbone, even...even the small mole below her collarbone can be seen very clearly. I can see clearly.

It is said to be makeup, but in fact Wang Xiran just shaded Su Jin and put on a light lipstick, nothing else.

But just such a few strokes highlighted Su Jin's advantages even more, making her already very three-dimensional facial features look more perfect.

And desire.

The shirt fits pretty well, and all the advantages of Su Jin's figure are exposed, straight back, beautiful butterfly bones, slender fingers and fair wrist...

With restraint and arrogance.

"Mr. Zhou!" Wang Xiran suddenly called her name inside, and Jiang Zhinan finally came back to his senses, his ears felt hot and he asked, "What's wrong?"

"I have to ask you to help me." Wang Xiran smiled and walked out holding a palette, "Can you draw?"

"Not bad." Jiang Zhinan nodded.

"That's good." Wang Xiran raised his hand and lightly tapped Su Jin's collarbone a few times, "Then please help me to draw a flower on her chest."