Wen Yu looked at this WeChat message, and it took a long time before she realized—
Jiang Yuhe didn't like little white dresses at all, and he didn't even like innocent younger sisters.
From the beginning he was arrogant.
Those who like must also be warm and bright women.
Wen Yu beat her head in frustration.
I should understand his calm reaction when he spun around in front of him pretentiously.
This man is deeply scheming and extremely dark-bellied. He obviously didn't like it but didn't express it clearly, using such a pair of stockings to tell Wen Yu his preference.
Indeed, substituting objects for language not only doubles the effect but also deepens it.
Wen Yu took the stockings in her hand and slowly stretched them open.
Although it is black, it is the kind of transparent black that is hazy, see-through, and countless reveries will emerge when you look at it.
And it's too thin, like a layer of gauze, delicate and seductive but fragile, it will break if you pull it lightly.
Thinking of what she said to Jiang Yuhe before leaving, "Take it apart and take a picture for you to see", Wen Yu now regrets it quite a bit.
How do I show him this, put it on and shoot it
What a shame.
It's not that Wen Yu has never worn silk stockings when she is so tall, but she has never touched this kind of transparent black.
Just now, I just put my forearm in it for an interview, and the sensory stimulation brought by it made her a bit imaginative when she saw it as a woman, and even with the words "token of love", she couldn't control other things in her mind. mean.
Wen Yu's face turned crimson, and she immediately hid the stockings.
Put it in the drawer of the nightstand.
The moment she closed the drawer, her eyes fell on the black gift box on the bedside table, her movements stopped there, and her heart suddenly beat faster.
The gift I wanted to give to Jiang Yuhe and the stockings he sent were inexplicably complementary.
In a way, they seem to be the perfect match for prey and hunter.
They are all coveting each other, trying to conquer each other.
It's just that compared to Jiang Yuhe's straightforwardness and calmness, Wen Yu, as a woman, is still more restrained.
Because of this pair of stockings, she didn't dare to contact Jiang Yuhe all afternoon, because she was afraid that he would suddenly ask herself—where is the buyer's show that was agreed
Fortunately, I don't know if Jiang Yuhe was too busy working overtime. After eating, he didn't look for Wen Yu again.
Wen Yu was disturbed by the pair of stockings, thinking wildly, and decided to go play with You Xin and Xu Chang.
After all, I left early without talking enough at KTV yesterday.
Wen Yu took off the pure white dress, changed into a casual outfit again, and went out in jeans.
"I won't come back to sleep today." Wen Yu told Wen Qingyou while changing her shoes.
I went out to eat with Jiang Yuhe only at noon, and didn't come back to sleep at night.
Wen Qingyou couldn't help frowning: "Is your progress a little faster?"
Wen Yu squinted at him: "Where are you going? I'll stay at my girlfriend's place for a night and chat with her."
It is also difficult for Wen Qingyou to detect whether Wen Yu's words are true or not. After all, her younger sister is so old. When she falls in love, something will happen with her boyfriend. As Jiang Yuhe said before - his brother cannot stop him.
Wen Qingyou didn't ask any more questions, but only said lightly: "In short, protect yourself and remember to take measures."
Wen Yu: "..."
Forget it, too lazy to explain.
The sun was warm, and Wen Yu called You Xin. After hearing that she was making up a shot at the film and television base in the suburbs, she drove directly there.
This is the first time for Wen Yu to come to the film and television city in Beijing. There are more than a dozen super-large photography bases here, large and small, and it is one of the well-known shooting spots in China.
You Xin is making up shots in a costume crew today. When Wen Yu went, she was in the middle of filming, so Wen Yu didn't disturb her, and stood there quietly observing.
After standing for about ten minutes, someone handed her a director's chair, "Boss Wen, sit down and watch."
Wen Yu didn't expect that someone here would recognize her. Turning around, he saw a young man who looked familiar, but couldn't remember the name for a moment.
Wen Yu was a little embarrassed that she didn't recognize the other party, so she had to say thank you.
The young man didn't continue talking. After handing over the stool, he stepped aside and read the script.
After that, Wen Yu secretly recalled it for a long time before she remembered that this man was called Huo Yan.
She had seen it last week in the "Moment" lead actor profile.
This Huo Yan can be regarded as a popular male artist at the moment. He has developed in two lines of filming and singing. The name of his fans is called Huo Yan, which is a homonym of his name.
With the chair, Wen Yu finally didn't have to be so tired from standing. She sat down and looked at You Xin for another half an hour.
I have to say that although my best friend is full of pornographic waste, she is really serious and professional in acting. This fight scene has been played more than ten times, because the opponent is not in the state, she took the trouble to accompany him to run in.
After much difficulty, You Xin's make-up shoot was over.
She changed her clothes and came to Wen Yu, "Let's go? I'll take you to eat the famous grilled fish here."
Wen Yu didn't move, "Wait a minute, I'll watch that Huo Yan's play."
At this moment, the camera is shooting Huo Yan.
You Xin also sat down beside him, and joked, "Why, are you interested in him?"
Wen Yu glanced at her speechlessly: "His agent sent materials to audition. I just happened to be here today. Wouldn't it be better to see the scene?"
You Xin nodded: "Huo Yan's play is not bad, better than the same type of traffic, and the people are easy to get along with."
Wen Yu didn't speak, and focused on watching Huo Yan who was shooting.
This is also a fighting scene. Huo Yan hangs on the wire and cooperates with another actor repeatedly.
He looked good, and the director called cut after only three takes.
Huo Yan put down the sword in his hand and slowly lowered it from the wire. At this moment, his gaze accidentally met Wen Yu who was sitting below watching.
He smiled lightly, Wen Yu thought of the chair just now, and nodded as a response.
Then La Youxin got up: "Let's go, what are you going to eat?"
The two walked out while talking. Just as they walked out of the studio, a voice suddenly came from behind: "Be careful!"
Before Wen Yu could recover, she saw a huge metal prop door leaning towards her side.
Seeing that his whole body was about to be crushed by the prop door, he suddenly pushed Wen Yu away with both hands.
With a loud bang, the iron door crashed to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust. And because Wen Yu was pushed away in time, she just fell to the side, and her calf hit the wooden board beside her.
It happened to be the place where he was hit in the previous car accident, but now he was hit again, and the pain hit instantly.
You Xin, who was standing beside Wen Yu, was also thrown down. Seeing Wen Yu's expression of pain, she immediately came over to support her: "Are you all right, Yuyu?"
Huo Yan also pushed open the metal door and walked over, "Are you all right, Mr. Wen?"
Wen Yu raised her head from the pain, only then did she realize that it was Huo Yan who pushed her away just now.
"It's okay, thank you."
Huo Yan: "There is a medical office nearby, do you want me to take you there to have a look?"
Wen Yu shook her head: "No need, I—"
Before he finished speaking, another female voice came in, "Yuyu? What's the matter, did you get hurt?"
Wen Yu stared at the beautiful woman walking over and was stunned.
Big star Mingyu
That President Qi's girlfriend
Wen Yu met this woman once when she went out with Jiang Yuhe before, but she was not familiar with her, and she hadn't even spoken much to her.
She didn't know why Mingyi came to care about her suddenly, she opened her mouth, but before she could ask, Mingyi hugged her affectionately: "My car is over there, let's go up and talk about it."
After finishing speaking, she gently leaned against Wen Yu's ear and said, "Boss Jiang is in the car."
Wen Yu: "..."
Can this hit
When Ming Yan said these words, Wen Yu knew that she couldn't refuse.
She talked to You Xin, then moved slowly, and got into her nanny's car with Ming Yan.
The car door opened, and sure enough, there were two men sitting in the car.
One is Qi Xu, and the other is of course her boyfriend.
Not to mention, these two men even look matching when they sit together.
One wears glasses and wears a white shirt, elegant and dignified.
One is simply black all over, with a strong and deep aura.
Seeing Wen Yu coming up, Qi Xu voluntarily stepped aside and sat in the seat of Assistant Ming's assistant in the front row.
The weather is hot today, and Jiang Yuhe's shirt has a more casual neckline. It is slightly open, and he looks less formal.
He took Wen Yu's hand, pulled her to sit beside him, "Why are you here?"
Wen Yu: "I... come to find You Xin, and take a look at how to film."
Jiang Yuhe's eyes slowly retracted from somewhere outside the car, and fell on her lap again: "Where did you hit?"
Before Wen Yu could speak, Ming Yu said, "There is a medical office ahead, go down and let the doctor take a look, don't hurt your bones."
Wen Yu smiled awkwardly, "It should be fine."
"Then go and have a look." Jiang Yuhe said.
"..."
The nanny car drove to the medical clinic in the film and television city.
Knowing that Jiang Yuhe and Wen Yu were avoiding suspicion, Ming Yan went to clean up the place first, but fortunately there was no one in the clinic at the moment.
Wen Yu got out of the car limping after making sure no one was watching, and was about to walk slowly into the infirmary when her body suddenly hung in the air.
Jiang Yuhe picked her up from behind.
Wen Yu was startled, and subconsciously hung her hands around his neck.
Jiang Yuhe seemed also taken aback by Wen Yu's slightly proactive action.
He paused, then looked at Wen Yu in his arms, who happened to be looking at him too.
Caught off guard, after looking at each other—
Wen Yu let go of her hand abruptly.
After all, in the morning, I was still playing the innocent sister character, the kind who couldn't cut a steak, and suddenly stuck to her at this moment, which seemed a bit out of harmony.
She retracted her hand pretending to be calm, trying to redeem her character design. Although she knew that he didn't like this one, it would be child's play if she said she would collapse.
But it's really comfortable to stick on Jiang Yuhe's body.
The super secure kind.
And it's rare to take advantage of him once, and I haven't taken advantage of it enough, no matter how I think about it, it's not worth it.
After struggling for a few seconds, Wen Yu made a decision—
No matter who she is, just collapse.
Life is all about enjoying the moment!
Xiao Wen always just wants to experience the joy of being hugged by her boyfriend princess :)
So the hand that had already shrunk to his chest secretly poked back.
He also buried his head in the man's arms coquettishly.
It's not that Jiang Yuhe doesn't know what Wen Yu is thinking, but he just keeps silent, wanting to see how the little theater in this woman's mind will make choices after the end.
fine.
He tugged his lips lightly.
With a short distance of less than fifty meters, this girlfriend's drama is really full.
In the clinic, the doctor asked Wen Yu to sit down, tapped a small tool near her calf for inspection, stretched it a few times, and finally said: "The bones are fine, it should be a trauma, pull up the pants a little and let me see." Is there a hematoma?"
Wen Yu was wearing a pair of tight jeans with very small trouser legs. She tried to lift it up twice, but it squeezed the wound even more.
She was so painful that she gave up the examination: "Forget it."
"Here," the doctor was a little embarrassed, "I can't prescribe medicine for you without looking at it."
Knowing that the pants were too tight, Jiang Yuhe paused and asked the doctor, "Do you have any scissors?"
The doctor was taken aback, then turned around and took out a pair of gauze scissors from the sterilization box and handed it to him.
Jiang Yuhe squatted down in front of Wen Yu, pressing her injured leg. Before Wen Yu regained consciousness, the cold metal slowly penetrated from the leg of her trousers.
— She took a breath, and her body trembled inexplicably.
The man's hand is warm, but the shiny metal is cold.
The two temperatures were applied to the skin at the same time, inexplicably stirring up a subtle wave in Wen Yu's heart.
Her heart beat faster in the dark, and her hand unconsciously grasped the disposable towel on the hospital bed.
The contradictory temperatures were still moving forward, Jiang Yuhe slowly cut open his pants according to the location of the wound.
There seemed to be sand in his hand, slowly, along the direction of Wen Yu's blood flow, from the ankle to the top, crawling and wrapping on the skin of the calf, airtight, breathless, the blood became hot stand up.
This feeling made Wen Yu a little overwhelmed, she shrank back subconsciously, Jiang Yuhe held her ankle directly with the other hand, and even pulled her back.
Like pulling back a disobedient kitten—
"do not move."
Wen Yu: "..."
At this time, Jiang Yuhe cut to the hard trouser seam on the side, but the gauze scissors couldn't cut it off, so he simply threw away the tool, grabbed it with both hands, and easily tore open the missing corner.
With a thud, the wound was finally fully exposed.
Wen Yu's face became even hotter.
She didn't know what she was thinking about, she just felt that she was possessed by You Xin, and her mind was full of discordant images.
The doctor came over and took a look, and said habitually: "It's okay, it's a little bruised, just take some medicine."
Film and television studios often suffer trauma due to filming, so such trauma medicines are commonly used in clinics.
While disinfecting Wen Yu's surface with alcohol, the doctor gave Jiang Yuhe an ointment: "Wipe it three times a day, and it will be fine in two or three days."
Jiang Yuhe received it, turned around and asked Wen Yu, "Did you drive here?"
Wen Yu nodded.
"Give me the car keys."
"..."
After taking away the car keys, about ten minutes later, Jiang Yuhe drove the car to the gate of the clinic, and then got into the car with Wen Yu in his arms.
"Where's Mr. Qi?"
"I let them go back first."
"Oh." Wen Yu sat quietly on the co-pilot, occasionally glancing at the man from the corner of her eye, always feeling the warmth of his hand on her calf.
It was the same in the car, the atmosphere was inexplicably ambiguous.
It seems that the two were not checking the wound just now,
It wasn't his pants that he tore.
Wen Yu closed her eyes, and took the initiative to find a topic to break the atmosphere: "Why are you in the film and television city?"
"Qi Xu's girlfriend is filming here, I'll bring him over to visit the set."
After being told this, Wen Yu thought of something, blinked and asked, "What is Miss Mingyi's worth now?"
Jiang Yuhe: "You want to find her?"
"Yeah, don't you think she's beautiful? And her smile is very contagious, the kind that makes people fall in love at first sight."
Jiang Yuhe didn't answer this question for a long time, and stopped at a red light intersection, then turned to look at Wen Yu, and said:
"You are more beautiful."
Wen Yu: "..."
God, this man actually talked to himself.
Wen Yu was not used to it for a while, and after a few seconds of delay, she said, "Then how am I prettier than her?"
After waiting for a while, Jiang Yuhe asked her back: "Do you think Qi Xu is better than me?"
When he said that, Wen Yu understood.
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, the one you like is the best no matter what.
That's true, although Mr. Qi is also excellent, in Wen Yu's eyes, he still thinks that the man in front of him is good.
Everything moved her heart.
Wen Yu bent her lips secretly, quite satisfied with this kind of rational love talk that doesn't bully others.
Half an hour later, the car drove back to Guannan Apartment.
Jiang Yuhe got out of the car with Wen Yu in his arms. Wen Yu was already very proficient at this time and enjoyed this movement, so she leaned her head in Jiang Yuhe's arms after being hugged.
After a pause, he suddenly said with emotion: "Do you still remember how you treated me when I went to your house after the car accident?"
Jiang Yuhe hugged her and remained silent.
Seeing that he was silent, Wen Yu poked his chest with her hand:
"Shall I help you remember?"
She has a lot of treasures: "Let me get in and out of the car with a limp, and don't help me with my wheelchair. I take the initiative to talk to you and ignore me, and I don't want to exchange numbers with you. At that time, I was more injured than now. too much."
After a pause, Wen Yu straightened her head to look at Jiang Yuhe as if she was in a drama, with a heartbroken expression on her face:
"To be honest, won't your conscience hurt when you dream back at midnight, don't you want to atone for what you have done?"
"You indifferent fellow."
"Speak up, you."
Jiang Yuhe patiently listened to her chanting all the way, finally got home, took him back to the bedroom and went to the bathroom.
Soon, a sound of water came out.
Wen Yu clicked her tongue, wondering if this person thought she was dirty, and washed her hands when she came back.
She tried to get up and walk a few times, and found that it was actually a little painful when she hit it just now, and it was much better now.
He stood at the door of the bedroom and called Wen Qingyou's name twice, only to find that his brother was not at home.
So he walked back slowly, wanting to go to the bathroom to see what Jiang Yuhe was washing so seriously, but just two steps away, someone else came out.
There was still a tissue in my hand that hadn't been wiped dry, and I threw it into the trash can while walking.
"Sit down," he said.
Wen Yu was pressed by Jiang Yuhe, and she sat on the sofa beside the bed. Before she could react, her calf suddenly felt cold.
She lowered her eyes and saw Jiang Yuhe raised her trousers, holding the ointment prescribed by the doctor in her hand, and squeezed a little on the place where she was bumped.
The ointment was slightly cool, and was slowly pushed away by him.
This wave of operations was caught off guard, and Wen Yu gasped, "...what are you doing."
Jiang Yuhe didn't even raise his head: "Atonement."
Wen Yu: "..."
After a pause for a few seconds, he murmured softly, "I don't think you're making atonement at all."
Jiang Yuhe stopped and looked at her: "Then what do I look like?"
Men's fingertips are not as soft as women's, and they will feel slightly rough when rubbing on the skin, but the skin of Wen Yu's legs is particularly delicate, Jiang Yuhe rubbed it round and round like this—
Wen Yu closed her mouth, "I think you are seducing me."
"..."
After a few seconds of silence, Jiang Yuhe continued to lower his head and apply the medicine as if he was too lazy to care about Wen Yu.
From his eyes, Wen Yu could see the meaning of [do you have something wrong with being passionate].
"Did I say something wrong?" She immediately sat upright, and finally pointed out the matter of the torn stockings, "You have been seducing me with malicious intentions since the gift you gave me at noon."
Jiang Yuhe still didn't respond to her.
Wen Yu felt even more offended, and bluffed and threatened:
"I wouldn't wear it anyway."
"Don't even think about it."
Jiang Yuhe helped Wen Yu apply the ointment, put down his trousers, and then slowly bent down to hold Wen Yu.
His eyes fell into her eyes, he looked at her for a few seconds, and said lightly:
"I'm not that impatient."
Wen Yu: "..."
"I gave you that to let you know, don't listen to Song Qingyou's guidance in everything, I'm different from him."
His voice was low, and he looked at him with scorching eyes. Wen Yu couldn't bear such stares for too long, so she took the initiative to look away, pushed him away and said:
"My brother is different from you."
"He is very well-behaved, not as unruly as you."
As soon as the words fell, rustling sounds came from outside the bedroom.
Someone opened the door and walked in.
Jiang Yuhe knew that Wen Qingyou should have returned home, thinking that he would be driven away anyway, so he decided to leave first.
He put the ointment on the table and told Wen Yu, "Remember to apply it again before going to bed."
After speaking, he opened the door and walked out, Wen Yu called out, "Wait a minute, I haven't finished talking yet."
Just about to catch up, Wen Yu suddenly saw Jiang Yuhe standing still in the aisle at the door.
There is something wrong with the expression.
It seems to see something that can't move forward.
"What's wrong?" Wen Yu walked over curiously.
Walking to the long and narrow corridor, she was stunned suddenly when she saw the picture in the living room, then her eyes slowly widened, and she almost held her breath immediately.
The living room was shrouded in twilight, dark and gloomy.
A man and a woman were kissing passionately by the wall like no one else was there.
While kissing, they took off each other's clothes.
The woman's neckline was torn in half, and the buttons of the man's shirt were also being unbuttoned one by one.
Amidst the passionate panting, Jiang Yuhe slowly turned to look at Wen Yu, his eyes seemed to say—[Your brother is so serious.]
Wen Yu was dumbfounded, speechless, and really couldn't set up someone for her brother.
He must have heard himself say that he would not come back to stay tonight, so he dared to play like this.
But it’s all about playing—
Why are you still playing with his sister!
Ah ah ah ah ah!
In the corner of the living room, the passionate obsession continued. Before Wen Qingyou's shirt was about to fall off his body, Jiang Yuhe stretched out his hand to cover Wen Yu's eyes.
Then calmly looked at the pair of figures and said:
"Is it that difficult to do it after entering the room?"