After Wei Xi finished speaking, he pressed down on the doorknob and pushed the door of the dressing room open a crack.
The skylight outside the curtains dimly illuminated the room. The girl stood in front of the window, heard the noise, and looked back.
It is a familiar face, but its temperament is very strange.
Soft light enveloped her whole body, and the man's black hair fell like a waterfall on the loose white shirt. The half of the face covered by black hair is as polished as jade, with a temperament that is dusty, in a trance, like a fairy in an ancient painting.
At this time, she was frowning, her red lips were slightly pursed, and she was clutching her neckline with one hand, her eyes sparkling: "Are you here?"
Wei Xi pinched the doorknob with his fingers, paused for ten seconds, and then walked into the dressing room.
He returned his hand and closed the door heavily and firmly.
"… Um."
He looked as usual, but his voice was a little hoarse.
At this time, outside the door.
Everyone: "..."
The entire studio fell into a long silence.
Wei Zong, who had never heard of Qing Xi's marriage, had never heard of his wife being in their crew! ! Are people with backgrounds so silent these days?
Of course, they didn't know, because the "Background King" himself said that he didn't want to be thought of as going through the back door, so a certain big guy hasn't revealed anything so far.
Everyone had different expressions, among them, Shen Yanchu had the most complicated expression.
He still remembers the way Ling Zhen looked at him in the past, showing all kinds of goodwill, could it be... now he really let go of the past and start a new life? Indeed, it seems that since she no longer appeared in his life, Ling Zhen has become more and more attractive. Giving up on herself, she's doing fine.
Perhaps it was male pride at work, Shen Yanchu felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart.
On the other side, Jian Wenyi's face became visibly stiffer.
Frankly speaking, she didn't have any malice towards Ling Zhen, just like a person with a good life would not mock someone who has nothing. She has been superior and smooth since she was a child, and even the person she loves likes her too. So even though Ling Zhen showed his favor to Shen Yanchu frequently, she didn't have the slightest sense of crisis.
But if a person who can't be an opponent suddenly stands in a more favorable position than her...
Beside Jian Wenyi, Zeng Hong's expression was even uglier. She stared at the closed door, left quietly, and turned to make a phone call.
…
Inside the fitting room.
Ling Zhen was actually a little embarrassed. Although her figure is already very slender, it is still embarrassing for a girl to tear her clothes.
She turned slightly sideways, not wanting to show Wei Xi her back, she blinked and asked him, "Did you bring it?"
Wei Xi's gaze was always glued to her body, and he raised his hand upon hearing this, it was a small sewing box.
Ling Zhen breathed a sigh of relief, and stretched out his slender wrist to him: "Thank you, give it to me."
Wei Xi didn't hand it to her, but walked towards her slowly, and said in a low voice, "What do you need needlework for?"
Standing in front of him, his aura was so strong that he couldn't ignore it, Ling Zhen couldn't avoid answering, so he could only say dejectedly: "The clothes are broken..."
Wei Xi stood in front of her, "Where?"
I don't know why he was so persistent in asking, Ling Zhen's face was almost red, and his slender eyelashes were trembling: "Back, back..."
After she finished speaking, she felt embarrassed, and hurriedly said: "It's just a hole, I'll just sew it up myself—you get out!"
Wei Xi looked at her reddened ear tips, stretched out his hand and squeezed it lightly, then lowered his head and opened the sewing box.
Ling Zhen stared at him blankly as he threaded the white cotton thread into the pinhole, "What are you doing?"
Wei Xi pressed her shoulders and carried her back, his low voice rang in her ears with a slight air current: "Don't you want to sign a contract?"
"... now I will be your assistant."
Under the snow-white tunic, the girl's smooth and white back is looming. Wei Xi lowered his eyes, and his eyes gradually darkened.
Ling Zhen wanted to turn back shyly: "I'll do it myself—"
Wei Xi held her down and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't move."
Ling Zhen couldn't hold back the boss, so he had to let him. In order to shorten the time for this public execution, Ling Zhen cooperatively brushed his black hair hanging down his back in front of him, "Then... hurry up."
In this way, her neck was also exposed, and under the ink-like black hair, it was as white as a piece of porcelain.
Wei Xi exhaled lightly, with enthusiasm.
Holding a silver needle in his hand, his bony fingers landed on the girl's back, and he slowly and meticulously sewed up the slit, as if treating some kind of artwork.
Ling Zhen felt inexplicably that the temperature in this small space was rising, and she fanned it uncomfortably with her hands.
As soon as she moved, Wei Xi immediately held her down: "Don't move around—"
But the silver needle still went wrong, and the sharp needle tip scratched her delicate back lightly.
"Hiss—" Ling Zhen frowned slightly.
The scratch was not deep, but left a light red scratch, which was extremely eye-catching on the snow-white skin. It's like... the first touch of color on a clean white canvas, the thin wound has a fragile, damaged beauty that can arouse the darkest and most direct sadism.
Wei Xi held his breath for a moment, and then his breath became hot.
Ling Zhen could feel it, turned his head and asked with some doubts, "Are you hot?"
Wei Xi bit the tip of her tongue and continued to hold the needle: "...it's okay."
A few simple stitches made him look like a craftsman. When Wei Xi finally sewed her clothes, a thin layer of sweat broke out from Ling Zhen's back.
"I have to hurry up, I must have finished styling!"
As she spoke, she lowered her head and picked up the blue dress hanging on the side, then glanced at Wei Xi, expressing with her eyes: Why are you still here?
Wei Xi and her looked at each other for a few seconds, folded their arms, and said calmly, "There is no place for me outside."
"..." Ling Zhen was silent for a moment, "That's fine."
Anyway, there is no need to take off the rest of the clothes, just put them on.
Wearing a blue and emerald smoked sweater, although the material is not good, the style is good or bad. With a shake of his hands, Ling Zhen shook off the shirt, and then the skirt spun in the air, and the sky blue fell on his body.
After the collar is pressed and the tasseled belt is tightened, the exquisite figure is completely outlined.
Facing the mirror, Ling Zhen raised his hand and tied three thousand black silk into a bun.
Raising his eyes again, the person in the mirror is already very familiar.
The natal Lingzhu pressed on the collarbone was faintly hot, reminding her of something she hadn't noticed for a long time. It wasn't until she put on clothes that were similar to before that she finally realized that this face had returned to the peak state of Fairy Ling Zhen.
The aura was stirring in the air, and a special light fragrance was released. Ling Zhenxing's eyes shone brightly, she curled her lips into a smile, and turned her head slowly.
Wei Xi raised his eyes.
Then, the pupils suddenly narrowed for a moment—
Fairy Ling Zhen didn't show people like this for a long time, she smiled shyly: "How is it?"
Wei Xi stared at her with dark eyes, but remained silent without speaking.
I don't know how to evaluate it.
Because he never knew that a person could be so... so good-looking in ancient costumes.
Eyebrows, eyes, nose, lips, all beautiful.
It's like a fairy in an ancient painting came back to life and descended to save people. She stood between the light and shadow and looked at him with a smile, her beauty was almost bewitching.
So beautiful that people want to keep it private.
Ling Zhen held the corner of the skirt and turned around, feeling quite satisfied. Although the workmanship is a bit poor, the color matches the skin tone very well. Moreover, Fairy Ling Zhen, who had returned to her peak appearance, was still able to fight as expected, and she did not embarrass them in the fairy world.
She didn't wait for Wei Xi's comment, so she shrugged her shoulders indifferently, and then walked out with her skirt in her hands: "Then, I'll go take pictures first, and go back to the company as soon as you're busy."
But when she passed by Wei Xi, she was suddenly grabbed by the arm.
Wei Xi grabbed her wrist bone, rubbed her thumb hard, and then said in a hoarse voice: "Don't go out."
… stay here, just them.
No one else can see it.
"?" Ling really wanted to shake it off, "I have to take a picture."
Wei Xi exerted a little force, and pulled the man in front of him: "Then change your clothes."
Ling Zhen started to feel unhappy, not to mention that there are no other clothes to change, the most important thing is...
"Doesn't it look good on me?"
"..." Wei Xi paused, "... no."
Ling Zhen glared at him angrily, and after a while, Wei Xi finally let go of his hand.
…
In the studio at this time, the shooting of the makeup photo of the male number one is in progress.
It had been a while since the boss entered that locker room, during which countless people stared at him, but no one dared to ask.
Zeng Hong went out with a sullen face and made a phone call, and when she came back, her expression looked better. She walked up to Jian Wenyi who was watching Shen Yanchu's filming, and lightly touched her arm.
Jian Wenyi was obviously a little restless, Zeng Hong smiled, and said in a voice that only two people could hear: "I just talked with Mr. Jian on the phone, and you are the default choice for this role. The casting has been handed over to the film studio. , the capital’s influence is not that great, don’t worry.”
Jian Wenyi pursed her lips and nodded: "But..."
"Anyway, today's makeup photo must be gorgeous! As long as you can hold her down when voting, you will be safe," Zeng Hong squeezed her shoulder, "Wen Yi, you should have confidence in yourself."
It's really not that she sees her artists wearing filters. To be honest, Jian Wenyi's ancient costume looks better than the two female candidates. This white dress is too good to grab, and it matches her facial features very well.
Only then did Jian Wenyi show a little smile and nodded.
"Besides, we don't compare with anyone else, we just compare with that Ling Zhen," Zeng Hong smiled, "If she can wear that crudely made outfit to the effect, then she must be a real fairy..."
After a while, Shen Yanchu finished filming, glanced casually at the still closed dressing room, and then walked towards Jian Wenyi.
When he stood in front of him, Jian Wenyi raised her head shyly: "Do I look this good?"
"Very beautiful," Shen Yanchu smiled, "I said a long time ago that no one is more suitable to play a fairy than you."
As soon as he finished speaking, like some kind of omen, the door of the locker room, which had been closed for a long time, suddenly clicked.
opened.
The noisy people in the studio paused, and everyone's eyes were focused there—
First there was a blue skirt, then the slender legs under the skirt, the slender waist, and finally the whole person walked out the door.
Everyone looked up Linglong's figure, and finally saw that face clearly.
Then, the entire studio completely pressed the mute button.
The author has something to say: Wei Xi: None of them are allowed to read.
Ling Zhen: ... you control Ji Ji
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"Rebellious Bai Yueguang only loves to learn after rebirth"
Only after Chu Yin died did she realize that she was living in a novel.
Chapter 17 She was a bad school belle in No. 1 Middle School when she was 19 years old.
Years after her death, the school bully turned into a cold president, and found many substitutes, all of whom had her shadow.
Do it again, Chu Yin should not be Bai Yueguang who died early.
She is no longer rebellious, and has become the well-behaved good student that the hero dislikes the most.
Put away your fists and pick up Wusan. In the past, the eldest sister was booed and parachuted to number one in the city.
—
When she came back from rebirth, Chu Yin happened to be fighting with the school bully.
Lu Tingye was pressed against the wall by himself, blood was dripping from the corner of his mouth, his sharp eyebrows were full of anger: "Do you really think I dare not touch you?"
In her previous life, Chu Yin raised her hand and arrogantly slapped the boy on the face.
This time, she raised her hand again—
But she wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth and asked softly, "Does it hurt?"
Lu Tingye was stunned, met the girl's bright eyes, then heard his own heartbeat,
Crazy as if it was about to rot.
- you are good , you are bad , i love you both
as long as it's you
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Advance Collection 2 "The Third Uncle Who Marries the Male Lead" Please collect it~
The little civet cat Chuli played in the world, and with one move, he accidentally transmigrated and became the cannon fodder for stalking the hero in a wealthy novel.
Now, the male lead is 17 years old, and in the next three years, he will be rubbed and trained by his third uncle Zhou Yujing, who is actually in charge of the Zhou family.
And Chuli knew that Zhou Yujing, who had never been close to women, was actually terminally ill, and had only three years left to live.
The little civet cat looked at the cold and abstinent Mr. Zhou, and licked the corners of his mouth—as long as he becomes his person, he can inherit his rich inheritance after his death.
So when the male protagonist pointed at her and scolded: "I will never be with a boring woman like you!"
Chu Li ignored him, and decisively grabbed Zhou Yujing who was passing by. The girl's voice was aggrieved and seductive: "Third Uncle, I don't like Ayang anymore, can you love me?"
later.
The male lead stopped the bright and attractive Chu Li, blushing and said, "I seem to like you too, and I agree to be with you."
At this time, Zhou Yujing came over and took the girl away, pointing at the male lead: "Baby, what did you like about him before?"
The kitten acted like a baby and buried its face in his chest.
Zhou Yujing rubbed her ears: "Tell me, Third Uncle told him to change it."
Male protagonist: "???"
Three years have passed, and the little civet cat was lying down to bask in her belly and other inheritance, but was imprisoned in the arms of a man and forced to sign the marriage agreement.
"The legal marriage age has come."
"Babe, let's talk about a lifetime."
cat:? It was agreed that there are only three years left to live? ?
-Cosmic pet article-