Wei Xi doesn't have the habit of reading private messages.
That private message stayed in the mailbox for a while, and then it was slowly pushed down by new private messages.
Just like normal days, everything went smoothly, as if nothing had happened.
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The days are getting hotter day by day.
Summer is indeed the most vibrant season of the year, Ling Xuan feels that she has been lucky recently and is very happy.
She has been in the entertainment industry for so long, and there is no splash at all, but her younger sister, who has never lived up to expectations since she was a child, has become a hot searched celebrity every day.
She became popular, her wings hardened, and she took her husband to show off her affection on the show. Now Ling's father and Ling's mother say that the family has raised a white-eyed wolf, and they will forget their parents when they get rich, let alone holidays, and they haven't even greeted them during the Chinese New Year!
But Ling Xuan is more concerned about why Ling Zhen can prosper and she can't? She learned one thing from Ling Zhen, that is, hugging her thighs is more important than anything else.
So after several months of hard work, she finally managed to get in touch with a big screenwriter in the circle, and got a few small resources. Who knows that she hasn't improved yet, so the original partner found out and chased her out. Ling Xuan originally thought that everything would start from scratch again, but unexpectedly, Yuanda's President Wang suddenly fell from the sky.
She is so satisfied with Wang Yuan - Yuanda is also an investment company in the industry and a competitor of Qingxi Investment! Wang Yuan is young and single, and his looks are passable. I don't know how much better than the old and picky screenwriter she was with before!
Ling Xuan felt that she had finally reached the pinnacle of her life, and Wang Yuan was her greatest hope, and she wanted to keep this man no matter what she said!
The few times she went out with Wang Yuan, she dressed very carefully, put away the revealing clothes she used to wear in nightclubs, and dressed up delicately. Wang Yuan is a straight man of steel, and it really helps him a lot.
In the private room, he hooked Ling Xuan's chin, looked her face left and right: "Not bad."
Ling Xuan snuggled into his arms and said sweetly, "Mr. Wang~ There were so many people there at that time, how did you fall in love with me?"
Wang Yuan smiled domineeringly: "Isn't it because of your face!"
Ling Xuan smiled shyly and triumphantly, and the two quickly embraced each other, having an adult conversation.
The next day, Ling Xuan was brought back by Wang Yuan's luxury car.
Walking in her own neighborhood, her head was raised high, and the sound of her high heels was crisp and public. After entering the house, Mother Ling approached her with a smile on her face, took her daughter's designer bag, and asked, "Mr. Wang sent you back?"
Ling Xuan smiled triumphantly: "Can't you see his car? Just park it outside the gate of our community. Aunt Zhang and the others have seen it."
Mother Ling smiled happily. She knew that Xuanxuan has been a worry-free person since she was a child, and she will definitely live up to expectations when she grows up. She is much better than the second daughter of the white-eyed wolf!
Ling Xuan took off her Chanel high-heeled shoes, and said in a seemingly unintentional manner: "Mom, call Ling Zhen back and sit down. If you don't go home, what will people think of us?"
Ling's mother curled her lips, "He flew up to the branch, and looked down on his mother's family, can he go back?"
Ling Xuan: "Let's try."
Mother Ling listened to her, and actually called Ling Zhen. A minute later, he cursed angrily: "Hang up, you bastard!"
Ling Xuan shrugged, her face full of indifference.
She is now Wang Yuan's woman, and they will have chances to meet each other in the future—some will let Ling Zhen know that she is doing well now.
On the other side, Ling Zhen hung up Ling's mother's phone with an inexplicable expression on his face.
In my impression, the mother of the original owner came to her once before, with the purpose of asking her to find a resource for Ling Xuan in the crew of "Fairy Questions". If she remembered correctly, Mother Ling and Ling Xuan seemed to have been scolded away by Wei Xi.
Afterwards, there was no contact between them, and she didn't need this kind of irritating family at all, so she was very satisfied with this state.
I don't know what the purpose of calling her this time was, but Ling Zhen didn't care too much. She put away her phone and walked into the gate of the Oriental Song and Dance Troupe.
Teacher Wen said that she can wait for a suitable opportunity to fly solo, and she did not wait for this opportunity for a long time. After the international stage in June, the circle has been silent for several months, and finally another grand event will be ushered in in September—the National Dance Competition.
This is currently the most gold-rich competition in China. Those who can win the gold medal in this competition will be recognized by the entire industry for their strength. Wen Zichu won the gold medal at the age of 25, which was the third year he came here through the book.
This competition is an individual competition and there is no group award, so it can be said that it is a good opportunity for Ling Zhen to break away from the Oriental Song and Dance Troupe and fly solo.
After Ling Zhen learned about it, he signed up without much hesitation.
She actually wanted to develop on her own, she had many, many dances she wanted to dance, and many, many moves she wanted to make up. In fact, like Wen Zichu, she was not suitable for group dancing. They were the kind of people who were born to occupy the entire stage.
What's more, there are people behind her who support her.
It took Ling Zhen two days to hear that the competition organizing committee had invited Wen Zichu to be a judge, but Teacher Wen refused.
Ling Zhen came to the dance company today, met him outside the rehearsal room, and half-jokingly said to him: "Mr. Wen, are you not going to the competition? Then I will lose a thigh to hug."
Wen Zichu smiled: "With your strength, you don't need to hug your thighs. I just think that I have been in the dance circle of this world for long enough, and it's time to think about other things."
Ling Zhen understood what he meant.
He is going to leave after all. Even if he left a dancing posture that can be handed down in the world, his heart never belonged here.
Today there was a small performance in the small theater in the group. Because there was an exchange visit group, Teacher Wen was also invited to do a small performance. The two of them didn't chat a few words before Teacher Wen left to prepare.
Ling Zhen looked at Xiao Shu's handsome back, and a thought popped up in his heart for no reason.
Teacher Wen has no nostalgia for the human world, is it because there is no bond with him here
If he also has someone he likes, cares about, and can't let go of, will he still be so free and easy
She shook her head and collected her thoughts.
In fact, it's good to be carefree. The master has been educating her in this way since the day she developed her spiritual consciousness, the Taoist heart should be pure, don't be lazy just because of the inborn spirit body, and don't disturb the practice because of other mundane things. Teacher Wen is worthy of being the best of their school, who has been immersed in the world for so long, but still not stained with vulgarity.
But she can't do it.
She met a bad guy.
Then he brought it up, and it got worse and worse.
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In today's show, she will also dance a short dance on stage, and because Zheng Qianqian has just finished filming a drama recently and is in a free period, so she said that she would come to play with her.
Ling Tian was practicing dancing, and before going to the performance, he checked that it was about the same time, so he went to pick up Sissy at the door.
The two didn't see each other for a while, Zheng Qianqian squeezed Ling Zhen's little face with a smile, raised the milk tea in her hand and handed it to her: "Do you want to miss?"
Ling Zhen happily took the milk tea and led her into the building: "Think about it."
Although the two haven't seen each other for a long time, Zheng Qianqian has seen Ling Zhen's face a lot recently.
"Food Room Companion" is so popular, you can see advertisements for this variety show on all major platforms, and the topic is even the most popular topic every three days. Zheng Qianqian also looked at the rumors of the feud a while ago, and she saw that the opposite team was acting as a monster, but fortunately Ling Zhen settled it.
Since then, no one has suppressed the "cherish" couple, and they are very popular.
Zheng Qianqian is of course much more stable than those little girls on the Internet, and she has long guessed that with Mr. Wei's contrast and his usual love for little girls, it is easy to ignite a girl's heart, and the fire is inevitable.
However, even if she had expected it in advance, it would not delay her playing. Zheng Qianqian followed Ling Zhen upstairs and smiled squintingly: "Is it time to broadcast the third episode tonight?"
Ling Zhen's foot slipped, and he was speechless: "Why are you so clear!"
"I'm waiting for an update every day," Zheng Qianqian flicked her hair, "I don't have a sweet love myself, can't I knock other people's candies~"
Ling Zhen blushed: "Me neither!"
It's too embarrassing to let acquaintances see it!
Entering the small theater, Ling Zhen led Zheng Qianqian to the golden position in the middle third row.
Zheng Qianqian was very comfortable, and waved her hand: "Okay, you can go about your business, I can see for myself."
Ling Zhen nodded: "Then I'll come to you after the performance."
When she went backstage to prepare, Zheng Qianqian leisurely admired the beautiful guys and girls in their dance troupe. During the process, a few young fans came over to ask for autographs, and Zheng Qianqian signed them all.
After watching for a while, her eyes were suddenly attracted by a man passing by in front of the stage.
That person's profile is tall and handsome, with a very unique temperament, which can easily be distinguished from the people around him. Zheng Qianqian watched him go all the way to the backstage before looking away.
I thought: Is this the temperament of the dancing man? Good fairy.
Ten minutes later, the show officially began. Zheng Qianqian watched intermittently, and only stared at the stage intently until Ling Zhen came out.
This was the first time she saw Ling Zhen dance, and I have to say, it was amazing.
Zheng Qianqian is not a very artistic person, but she can feel that every movement of Ling Zhen has an indescribable beauty, which makes people unable to look away.
The performance was very short, and after the end, Zheng Qianqian applauded loudly.
After Ling Zhen finished his performance, he stood on the stage and winked at her, then left the stage amid applause.
Zheng Qianqian started to pack her things, and after Ling Zhen's performance, she was not interested in the rest.
But just as she was about to get up, she suddenly caught a glimpse of the man walking onto the stage silently.
The people around were obviously more excited than just now, Zheng Qianqian thought about it, and then sat back. When the stage was dark, the man stood still, and then began to move following the sound of the piano.
In the next three minutes, Zheng Qianqian fully understood what it means to be astonished.
Until the end of the performance, when Ling Zhen came to look for her, Zheng Qianqian was still a little distracted, and followed behind the little girl, rarely speaking.
After walking a few steps, Ling Zhen suddenly remembered something: "Oh, I forgot my phone, sister Qianqian, please wait for me—"
Zheng Qianqian nodded: "Okay."
Just then, she saw the dancing man coming out of the backstage.
Zheng Qianqian hesitated for only two seconds.
Then she rushed up, took out her phone, and smiled brightly: "Master, do you want to add a WeChat?"
…
Lingzhen had dinner with Zheng Qianqian.
I don't know why, Miss Qianqian was very happy the whole time, she laughed so much that Ling Zhen thought there was something on her face several times.
However, it was too hot at the end of July, and their dinner was barbecue. Ling Zhen didn't eat much, and when he got home, he always felt that he had a greasy barbecue smell.
As soon as he got home, Ling Zhen changed his shoes, shouted "It's so hot, so hot" and rushed into the bathroom.
Wei Xi came back a long time ago, sitting in the living room watching TV. Seeing her like this, she got up from the sofa and went to the kitchen.
After Ling Zhen took a shower and came out in short sleeves, he saw a small cross-cut watermelon on the table. It should have just been taken out of the refrigerator, and it was still breathing heavily.
Wei Xi asked, "Do you want to eat?"
Ling Zhenchao ran over happily: "Eat, eat."
She picked up the watermelon, and Wei Xi hugged her and sat down on the sofa. The TV has been tuned, and the third episode of "The Companion Between Meals" will be broadcast in two minutes. Ling Zhen leaned on him comfortably, eating melons spoon by spoonful.
Watermelon is sweet and cool, which is very refreshing on summer nights.
After a while, the familiar bgm sounded and the show started.
This episode was broadcast when they went to the ecological garden to pick loquats. Ling Zhen watched helplessly as he frantically hinted to Wei Xi to help with his eyes on the TV, but Wei Xi looked indifferent.
Ling Zhen licked the spoon, and looked at Wei Xi proudly: "Look at you, don't you really hate me?"
Wei Xi lowered her eyes and raised her hand to wipe off the watermelon juice from her lips.
Ling Zhen shook his head: "Fortunately, I reminded you, otherwise you would definitely be scolded to death."
Wei Xi smiled and pecked her on the cheek: "Thank you teacher."
Ling Zhen continued to watch TV confidently. She thought that the next scene would be the touching scene of her and Wei Xi volunteering to help He Qiong and Fu Huanhuan. Who knew—
She watched helplessly as she grabbed Wei Xi's wrist, dragged him all the way out of the garden, and tiptoed into his ear, whispering something.
The camera is far away, and the microphone is not turned on, so I don't know what she said. But after Ling Zhen finished talking with him, when the two returned to the garden, Mr. Wei, who had been indifferent just now, offered to help with a light smile.
It seems that Ling Zhen took people out to teach him a lesson QAQ
The comments of Wang Zheng and Hu Ling were also cut in the back, which was deeply approved by a group of netizens.
[Ms. Hu is right, this is the sweetness that our young people shout every day! !]
[Baby is big! Learn to educate your husband! Mom is so happy, woo woo woo]
[Treasure the best sweetness in the world, do you still have questions! !]
Ling Zhen flipped through the reactions of netizens and sighed.
Today, she is powerless to struggle.
They say it’s sweet, let’s be sweet QAQ
She hugged the watermelon and ate it until the show was almost over, when suddenly, her lower abdomen felt cramps without warning.
Counting the days, it seems that the menstrual period is approaching, and the iced watermelon just now was obviously a bit too stimulating.
Ling Zhen's face gradually turned pale, Wei Xi saw it, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"
Ling Zhen whispered, "Stomach hurts."
Wei Xi thought for a while, hugged her and sat in her arms, covering her with her big hands, "Physical period?"
Ling Zhen's eyes widened immediately: "How do you understand so well!"
Wei Xi was helpless: "I probably remember you."
Ling Zhen blinked his eyes and asked ignorantly, "Why do you remember my menstrual period?"
The man's pupils are dark.
He gently pulled back her clothes, put his dry palm on her flat and smooth belly, and rubbed it.
The flesh sticks to the flesh, and the touch is a bit seductive, Ling Zhen twisted his body.
While rubbing her, Wei Xi lowered his head and bit her earlobe: "You will know later."
His strength was very moderate, and after rubbing for a while, Ling Zhen nestled in his arms and calmed down. The man's fingertips occasionally touched her slender waist, and the skin was as smooth as fingers that could melt.
Wei Xi's eyes darkened, and he kissed lightly along his forehead to the corner of his lips, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Does it still hurt?"
Ling Zhen liked this kind of soft touch, his eyes were a little hazy, and he took a moment to react. Then she lowered her head, put it on his shoulder, and rubbed it, "It still hurts..."
Wei Xi had no choice but to continue rubbing her.
After a while, Ling Zhen rubbed against him again: "I want to drink brown sugar water."
Wei Xi squeezed the thin soft flesh on her belly, stood up: "Wait."
Ling Zhen giggled from behind.
Wei Xi is really good at talking.
The man walked to the kitchen, Ling Zhen hugged his legs and looked at him: "I also sent you a private message."
Wei Xi turned around and raised an eyebrow.
Ling Zhen checked his Weibo every now and then, and of course he found out. She looked back confidently.
Wei Xi curled his lips into a smile, walked into the kitchen, boiled the water, then lowered his head and opened Weibo on his mobile phone.
There are a lot of new news, he clicked on the private message. Ling Zhen and him are paying attention to each other, and the dialog box is very conspicuous.
Click in, the content is: [What to see! ]
[Don't read Weibo anymore! ! ]
Wei Xi laughed lowly.
After laughing, he clicked into the private message of the unfollowed person very smoothly.
There are quite a few, and most of them are just one or two messages from fans. Wei Xi glanced casually, and suddenly saw a dialog box with 20 messages.
There is no avatar, and the nickname is also a code.
The latest one is: [Did you forget your last name? Ah, Mr. Wei? ]
The smile in Wei Xi's eyes disappeared instantly.
With a move of his cold fingers, he clicked on it.
After a few seconds, the temperature on his body dropped to freezing point little by little.
The hot water boiled, and the kettle stopped with a "snap" and a grunt.
In the steaming water vapor, the man's black eyes were cold and gloomy, and the violence that had been buried for a long time rolled out along with the memory, even the line of his jaw was tense.
At this moment, a girl's soft voice came from outside the kitchen.
"The water is boiling? Is the brown sugar water ready—"
The raging things in Wei Xi's eyes were instantly suppressed.
He spoke with a calm voice as usual: "Right now."
Ling Zhen leaned back obediently: "Oh."
Wei Xi adjusted his expression little by little, made brown sugar water, went out and handed it to Ling Zhen: "It's hot, blow it."
Ling Zhen: "Okay."
Wei Xi lowered his eyes, the girl's nose was white, her eyelashes were curled, her long black hair was scattered on her shoulders, and even the curls on the top of her head were very obedient.
After taking a sip, Ling Zhen suddenly raised his head and wrinkled his nose sensitively: "What's the matter?"
Wei Xi looked as usual, pursed her lips and shook her head.
He would never let her know.
Those disgusting, blood-stained, desperate pasts, and even, the true self that he deliberately forgot.
Ling Zhen doesn't need to know at all.
The author has something to say: Enough is enough! I will never write again this year! ! ! ! ! !
(Okay then, see you tomorrow (dog counsel)
(You should know my attributes! After twists and turns, there will be big sugar, believe me~
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