"Also," Xiao Yu took off the black rope that had been wrapped around his wrist more than a dozen times, and asked while tying his hair, "Are you sure you really didn't get caught?"
Jiahe shuddered, his teeth hurt from being stabbed by the teacup.
Xiao Yu was not in a hurry, he wrapped his hair in an orderly manner, and continued until he made a snap, "Have you never taken preventive measures?" Only Miss Xiao was the only one who asked such a direct question.
Jiahe hummed, and continued to dig the cake with a spoon, digging and digging.
Xiao Yu took out her wallet, ordered to pay, and then led her all the way from the teahouse to the pharmacy. It was just after three o'clock in the afternoon, there were not many people in the pharmacy, only a few old aunties gathered together to chat. Jiahe grass and trees all glanced around: "The supermarket also has it? It's still self-consumption."
"Yes, yes, but I'm afraid the quality will not be guaranteed," Xiao Yu said before asking the crowd, "Do you have a pregnancy test stick?" She didn't expect her to be so calm, and immediately The thought of running away.
Fortunately, several aunties had never seen such a confident person, and after a few seconds of silence, the birds dispersed immediately. An old aunt stayed behind, cleared her throat, and said seriously, "Yes, what brand do you want?"
Xiao Yu smiled: "I have no experience. Auntie, please recommend one."
The old aunt calmed down and said "Wait a minute", then walked to the counter on the other side and took out three boxes. I came over and put it in front of her and said, in fact, the price is similar, but I bought more of this. After that, the focus was on a box. Xiao Yu sighed, picked it up and took a look at it, and said that's all, give me five boxes.
The old aunt's eyes trembled, and she pulled out a book to bill.
As a result, when the two left the pharmacy, they had an extra bag in their hands. Jiahe also carried a very small bag on his back, so he could stuff his wallet and phone keys into his pocket, and he couldn't hide it even if he wanted to. Under the bright sun, she just watched Xiao Yuyang go away, carrying a translucent bag with nowhere to go.
In the end, I went to buy an opaque cloth bag, put it away properly, and tie the bag mouth, so that I can calm my guilty conscience.
When I got home, my mother was supervising. If I found out that I had taken such a bunch of things, I guess I could give an ultimatum to see the so-called pirated Yi Wenze. Go to Xiao Yu's house? She just said she wasn't home tonight. go home? She was very distressed to find that her real home in Beijing was He Yi Wenze's home.
The last place to go is the production company, or his site.
Just as she was tossing and turning at the intersection and not knowing what to do, she suddenly had an idea, go to the movies, then go to the bathroom... Then, the phone rang.
"Not at the company?" he asked.
She hummed and made up a lie: "There are some things in the new drama that need to be changed. I'll have a small meeting with him."
There was a rare silence over there before asking, "Where? I'll pick you up."
She looked up at the building of Xiao Yu's company, and continued to write down: "I came to Xiao Yu after the meeting, it's downstairs in the Oriental Plaza."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a familiar voice speaking over the phone, a man's voice. She was stunned for a moment, and immediately burst into tears. It really was a god who raised her head three feet up... It was Director Liu. How could she forget that the two of them cooperated, and they even met specially in Tianjin.
Yi Wenze responded with a smile and said to her, "I'll be there soon, I'll reserve a table, you go in and wait for me."
Jiahe's eyes slid from the face of the model in the window, to the gorgeous Nizi coat, and then to the over-the-knee boots, and finally recognized it without reason: "Okay, I'll make an order in a while, text me your name."
Exposed, completely exposed.
He definitely did it on purpose...
She had been to this restaurant during the celebration feast, so she took the time before Yi Wenze came, ordered a table of dishes, and gnashed his teeth to waste money for him. As he put down the menu, his text came in: coming soon.
Immediately, the door was pushed open three minutes later, and the lady who led the way was obviously overly enthusiastic. Before the master appeared, she kept talking about how Mr. Yi was doing. Jiahe looked down at the menu fiercely, until he felt that two people were sitting down, and then he was suddenly pulled away from the menu by one hand: "Have you ordered everything?"
Jiahe raised his head embarrassedly, and through the hollowed-out lights, he hummed, and then smiled at Director Liu: "Director Liu."
"Ah, it's Jiahe?" Director Liu smiled deliberately, and then sighed, "If you knew, don't be nervous." Jiahe was really stupid, and turned to look at Yi Wenze. He was slowly flipping through the menu and smiled lightly: "When I was in Tianjin, I accidentally left it out."
So, she was always deceiving herself? Cover your ears and steal the bell? Cover your eyes with a leaf? !
So, he still deliberately...
Mustard mixed with spinach, she really ate it, tears streaming down her face, she was about to reach for the orange juice, only to find it was cold when she touched the cup. She hesitated, thinking of the contents in the opaque black bag beside her, and then she made a guilty voice and asked the lady to add a cup of heated coconut milk. After speaking, Yi Wenze glanced at him.
Well, she admits that she has always liked iced orange juice with her meals.
When he finally got to the car, he carefully threw the bag into the back seat, and he asked, "Where did you go today?" Jiahe remembered that she still owed him an explanation, but she couldn't find a rarer excuse. , can only say very calmly: "Xiao Yu is broken up, I will accompany her."
Smile, I'm sorry for you.
She recited a sentence silently, but Yi Wenze laughed helplessly: "Your friend is so easy to fall out of love?"
She hummed with certainty, and said bitterly, "She also thinks it's too embarrassing, so she told me not to tell me."
He finally let her go: "not feeling well today?"
Really attentive, she sighed bitterly, and hummed.
The black bag feels guilty when I hold it in my hand.
She just followed him out of the car, went upstairs, and entered the room. After watching him change clothes, take a shower, and finally sit at his desk and start looking at the stack of documents, he found the best time to get into the bathroom.
"Sura Martial God"
Just after taking out a box and carefully reading the manual, she heard him walk into the bedroom, and then the voice of answering the phone, which was neither light nor heavy, around her ears, making her read a few lines for a long time. Obviously it was a very straightforward explanation, and there was a picture, but she just couldn't stand it. It was such a long phone call, and she didn't know who could say that.
She was afraid that he would notice that she had taken too long, so she could only turn on the switch to take a bath, and she could only relax in the sound of rushing water.
The sudden knock on the door made her almost drop the paper in her hand.
"You didn't bring your clothes?"
"Ah, yes, I forgot."
After a while, he knocked on the door, so she had to probe out with a guilty conscience, and saw him holding his underwear and pajamas: "The temperature has been cooling these days, don't come out wrapped in a bath towel."
She took it, smiled, and quickly closed the door.
Under enormous pressure, she finally threw the clothes on the shelf and reached out to tear the packaging. One second, two seconds, every second seemed as long as a century, I just felt my throat tighten and I wanted to drink water.
As a result, there was only one clear red line.
One is what? Picked up the manual and took a careful look again, um, no.
It was only after she used up five boxes with uncertainty that she was completely lost.
Quickly put away everything, wash and put on clothes, and go out. At this time, I feel calm and confident.
She saw Yi Wenze leaning on the chair, rubbing her eyebrows and reading the document, she walked over and glanced at it. It was a publicity announcement for the Lunar New Year movie, which densely listed more than a dozen cities. She silently glanced at the last date, Kuala Lumpur in two weeks. Two weeks... Her heart was erratic for a while, and the emotions she had been struggling with all day finally settled down, and she was completely relieved.
Looking back at her, he just bumped into her bright smiling face, and couldn't help but smile: "What's the matter, smiling so happily?"
For some reason, he felt guilty for asking such a question. How to say good
She hesitated, took his hand, and walked to the sofa solemnly to sit down. Every time she took a step, she could come up with a line, but she sat down and fell silent again, still not knowing what to say.
He seemed a little tired, so he just leaned on the sofa, stretched out his hand and pulled her to lie down on his lap, looking down at her: "I haven't figured out what to say yet?" It sounded like he had guessed everything, Jiahe blinked. Blink: "I said, don't be angry." He smiled gently, and reached out to fasten the buttons on her pajamas: "Why are you angry?"
That's right.
When he asked back, Jiahe felt that it wasn't his fault. You said, if it's true, it's half the responsibility of one person. She blushed as she thought about it in a mess. What and what, why did he just look at him twice, and he felt a sense of guilt that he had been begging for a child for many years, and his stomach was not up to par...
She turned over, turned her face to the outside, and murmured, "I smiled today and reminded me if I should check it out. Is there anything like that?" She paused and heard that he didn't speak. She should have understood it, right? "And then... I checked it out and found that there is nothing like that." Sigh, the screenwriter is considered a waste, and all the important dialogues are replaced by "what".
Still no sound, don't you get really angry? Don't blame me.
It's not right, I'm not married yet, of course I can't do that...
She turned around, looking up at his face. Then I felt that the button that he had tied just now was undone again by him. One by one, neither rushed nor slow, and a low laughing voice asked her: "So you washed it clean, ready to continue working hard?"
Uh, do I have one
This is in the living room, and the room is on the second floor near the stairwell.
Although the room was very quiet, there were people talking and walking outside. She was still struggling until she wrapped her arms around his neck, and whispered to enter the room. His voice was close to the ear, right here. The dizziness was stronger than ever, her arms were starting to soften when she hugged him, her skin was hot from his kiss, and her breath was hot.
The sofa is very soft, and the weight of the two people is almost exhausted.
The sudden knock on the door made her almost scream.
Biting my lip desperately, I heard Wu Zhilun's voice calling me hungry, I didn't know whether to cry or laugh, and then the sound of his breathing was completely blurred, hot and confused. She felt that her face was about to drip blood, and the persevering knocking on the door stopped, and then someone shouted: "Yi Wenze, you care less about your friends!"