Those thin fingers gripped his palm tightly.
That face is serious, it doesn't seem to be ambiguous and seeking pleasure, it is completely an expression of compensation for the accident.
Jiahe watched him look down, only to realize what he had said, and hurriedly pulled his arm back, wrapping himself in the quilt and desperately regretting it. Too, too, too impulsive, what and what? Yesterday was the courage to be stimulated by the three romantic elements: alcohol, moonlight, and late night. But now, she is looking at Yi Wenze's shadow, but the sky is bright and bright...
Yi Wenze suddenly put down her shirt, and she immediately shook.
It's over, it's over.
She gritted her teeth, thinking about whether he would misunderstand her, that she was the kind of person who indulges in sensuality and doesn't care. The room was too bright, and the two of them were facing each other like this. She felt that the blood all over her body was rushing up desperately, and she just wanted to explain that she really... had no experience. But before the words could be said, he was caught in an unstoppable embrace. She almost jumped off the bed, but she was wrapped like a zongzi, and there was no possibility of any movement at all.
Forget it, it's a knife both horizontally and vertically.
She was heartbroken: "Can you, step by step, in a while? Actually... I may be a little different from what you think."
Such sunshine, such a distance, how does it feel like a warm-up communication for a movie
He smoothed her long hair with his hand: "what do you think I think?"
Jiahe wanted to cry, but she was so straightforward, why did she even ask
"I mean, maybe, maybe," what and what? I just had a boyfriend, why is it so hard to explain? ! Who said that once you have a boyfriend, you have to be like that? She shrank under the quilt, "Actually, what, I drank too much yesterday, otherwise I wouldn't have been so... proactive."
It should be said sweetly and happily, but why does it feel so sinful
"I know." Yi Wenze said in her ear.
After he finished speaking, his face became more and more red, and his smile became deeper and deeper.
really know? I have something to say...
She still wanted to explain, but he lay flat on the bed, and immediately grabbed the quilt, trying desperately not to be nervous or nervous. Until Yi Wenze hugged her and kissed her, she was still thinking in a daze, not nervous or nervous... In fact, she didn't know, because her eyes were tightly closed, her whole face was wrinkled into a ball, like a knife. fish meat.
Without the air conditioner, her body temperature was rising rapidly, and the two people's breaths were gradually mixed together. I don't know who disturbed the other. There was a thin layer of sweat all over her body, which was sticky and damp. She didn't know when she had grabbed his wrist. The subtle pulse became so clear under the touch of her fingertips.
"I'm going out at twelve o'clock," he finally lifted his elbows away from her and said with a smile, "an hour is too stressful."
"The First Minister of the Ming Dynasty"
Inappropriate time, inappropriate timing, he didn't want to be in such a hurry, and he didn't need to be in such a hurry.
Jiahe just woke up like a dream, and after thinking about this over and over, his face turned into a tomato.
She didn't make a sound or open her eyes.
It wasn't until the bed sank down that she felt light all over her body, she woke up like a dream, and when she finally dared to look, he had already entered the bathroom.
call.
Happy, lost? It's so confusing...
Just across the door, until there was the sound of water, she immediately crawled out of the quilt and quickly dressed. After sitting upright for a minute, he felt that it was not right, so he hurriedly made the bed in a proper manner, and then arranged his clothes, so that there was no smell of sex at all.
Continue to sit upright.
He suddenly called her.
Jiahe hurriedly ran to the door and asked what happened? Get me a clean shirt and pants, he normally asked. Shirts and pants... Jiahe repeated it, and naturally asked whether he should take his underwear. Fortunately, he quickly put it away and only gave him the clothes he said.
It was not until dinner in the evening that he mentioned that he was going to join the group the next day and start shooting a new movie, so he would leave Beijing directly tonight on a night flight. Jiahe looked at him stupidly, a little unable to return to his senses.
Blinking and blinking, it took a long time to ask, "Why didn't you say it earlier."
As soon as I joined the group, I hadn't seen it for a long time, and I didn't even know it at all.
"Have you not read the work arrangement I sent you carefully?"
Jiahe snorted, and immediately realized that he was negligent, that is, he was sweet when he sent it, but he really didn't take the time seriously. She lowered her head to chop vegetables, making a loud noise, almost catching up with her heartbeat.
"I'm sorry," she didn't take the initiative to admit her mistake until the dish was almost cooked, "I didn't read it seriously." Then she picked up the condiment bottle and poured a spoonful into the pot.
"I got it wrong, it's sugar." Yi Wenze reminded kindly, watching her frantically looking for salt, it was just funny.
In fact, he didn't mention it on purpose, lest she start thinking about it last night.
"How long will it take this time?" Jiahe finally found the salt shaker, dug a large spoonful and was about to sprinkle it, and he held his hand again.
He poured back most of the salt in the spoon and sprinkled it in for her: "About two months."
Two months.
Jiahe said absentmindedly, fry it twice, and turned off the heat.
Carefully recalling the work schedule, it was indeed very busy. When it comes to filming, he has always been a serious person, and he must not visit the class frequently to be criticized by others. She tried her best to count the days. After two months, it should be autumn.
In the past, people were always complimented that they looked good in skirts with thin legs. When I was shopping in the past few months, I always bought a lot of skirts, long and short. Xiao Yu was so frightened that he mocked that he wanted to open a Taobao store. For the rest of the summer, there will be skirts around him to show him.
Two dishes and one soup, her craftsmanship is actually very good, but the last dish is obviously overheated and tastes a little old.
She was a little frustrated that the meal before her departure was done like this. This afternoon, I took advantage of his absence to buy food for three days, which seemed to be wasted. After dinner, she asked if she wanted to send him away? Yi Wenze picked up his luggage from the living room and said that it's okay, just because you don't have a car in Beijing, you can drive mine. Jiahe watched him take the luggage, only to notice that it should have been put here last night, and he hadn't opened the box at all, so he hadn't seen it.
After sending him away, I went to study the job schedule carefully when I got home, and found that he also carefully marked the two months in red, reminding himself that there are too many night shows. Usually a movie has more than one-third of the night scenes. Since he can mark it out, it is estimated that there will be more.
However, she thought about these four words repeatedly for a long time, but inexplicably came up with a lot of ideas. For example, if he recovered just now, is it enough to do filming, for example, is it more troublesome to visit the class by himself...
It seems that Yongan has been successfully listed on the star, and the response seems to be good.
It happened that the adaptation of the drama was in a hurry, and she fell into a crazy working state day and night. Until one day, Xiao Yu couldn't bear it anymore and asked her with the clothes on the balcony: "I said, those new skirts you bought have been sold? Why are you wearing two clothes for a whole month, even me They are all exhausted.”
Jiahe has been typing since he opened his eyes, and then gave her a stern look: "Look at how influential a good dialogue is, this 'aesthetic fatigue' is about to enter Cihai."
Then go back and continue typing.
Xiao Yu felt that he was talking with ducks, so he could only throw dry clothes on the sofa: "Your drama is good, I listen to people discussing the plot every day at work, and I'm almost schizophrenic, I really want to put a note on my forehead. ," She opened the potato chips righteously, "I don't watch dog blood TV series, don't tell me anything about Yi Wenze."
Yi Wenze typed three words and flashed in front of Jiahe.
She got stuck and completely forgot what she was going to write.
"I haven't seen you make a few phone calls. Is it because of industry restrictions that you have forgotten how to fall in love?" Xiao Yu took out a whole watermelon from the refrigerator, cut it in half, and threw one in Jiahe's hand. .
I want it too.
Jiahe picked up the spoon in anguish, turned the watermelon in a circle, and dug a whole piece neatly: "Most of his films are night scenes, he needs to sleep during the day and film at night." Xiao Yu snorted: " Then you can call in the afternoon."
"But I'm not sure which day he was filming during the day," Jiahe took a bite of the watermelon and cooled his mouth, but his teeth hurt in an instant, and when it was over, he went to see the dentist again, "once I called him in the afternoon and he was on the set. , don't mention how embarrassing it is."
Xiao Yuyu was serious, and patted her on the shoulder: "Sister Xing is not easy to do, not easy to do."
In fact, she counted the time and thought that it was time to visit the class to see him. But it's completely different from the group and the class. When she remembered that she appeared on the set, it was impossible not to see some acquaintances, and it was impossible not to see him filming all kinds of dangerous and passionate actions, and she felt a little stage fright. Finally, after destroying half of the watermelon, I sent him a text message: Are you still in Sichuan
After sending it, she waited a little nervously, but she didn't come back for a long time.
After a moment of loss, I found a reason for myself. I am filming, I must be filming.
Because of the half watermelon, she went to Union Hospital smoothly.
In fact, the stomatology department here is average, but it is the closest. Jiahe sat in the waiting room after checking in. The bustling voices were very loud, and his teeth were hurting even more. She always held the phone and waited, for fear that she would not see him when he had time to come back and missed his rest time.
Until the doctor checked her, still holding the phone, the doctor couldn't help laughing at her: "Little girl, are you waiting for the interview call?"
Jia He hurriedly said no, then put the phone in his bag and lay down on the bed. After a series of examinations, the tooth that has been holding on for three years is about to be completely pulled out. The doctor said that the queue is full today. If you want to make an appointment tomorrow, a text message will come in.
She hurriedly said sorry to the doctor, it was urgent, and then took out her mobile phone from her bag.
Very simple two words: still.
Jiahe hesitated: I want to see you.
After waiting for a long time, she still didn't answer. The doctor looked outside the door, reminded her that there were still patients, and asked her to make an appointment with the nurse for tooth extraction tomorrow. Jiahe didn't dare to agree until he could wait for the news, so he could only ask if he could do it in a few days. It is estimated that this doctor has never seen such a patient who is repeating, and some can't laugh. He just coldly asked her to make an appointment with the nurse, and reminded her that if she didn't pull it out, it would definitely hurt in the next few days.
Of course it hurts, it hurts to death now.
Because it was the afternoon, the number of people in the waiting room gradually dwindled, until at last she and a few old ladies were left, and no one else was left. Seeing that the doctor was about to leave work, the nurse came over to ask about the situation one by one. Jiahe thought about it and still didn't make an appointment.
After get off work, the road was blocked to death. She managed to move to the gas station one step at a time. Just as she probed to say that the staff was talking, the phone rang. When she subconsciously wanted to pick it up, the young man hurriedly said, "You can't use mobile phones here."
Only then did she react, and hesitantly cut off the phone.
After a while, a text message came in: I will be in Chengdu tomorrow for a media meeting.
Tomorrow... Jiahe took a deep breath, it really hurts: Okay, I'll go to Chengdu tomorrow.