Ninety-fifth bowl of soup (4)
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She just went out to make a phone call, is there three minutes? The whole lounge was already as cold as an ice cellar. Qing Huan was wearing a skirt, and her limbs were still exposed. Now that she was cold, her hairs immediately stood on end, and her skin was covered in goose bumps. It's really hot, the company's central air conditioner has never been turned off, and the room temperature has been maintained at a proper temperature. Now... this lounge is probably not much different from the North Pole.
The culprit was lying on the bed playing with the tablet, and Qing Huan heard the temperature beep going up and down. When the bastard wanted to lower the temperature to zero and ordered it to cool down quickly, she finally couldn't bear it anymore. At this time, the culprit lifted the quilt, smiled sweetly at her, patted the bed, and stretched out his hands. It seems to say, come on, come on.
"Is it fun?" What a childish ghost. I wrapped myself like a zongzi, and it seemed that I was not afraid of the cold. Qing Huan rubbed her exposed arms, kicked off her shoes and got on the bed, Zhan Yuao immediately hugged her tightly in his arms, like a child holding a favorite toy.
He used to be like this too. He wanted her to be in his arms, but he never showed it. Instead, he silently lowered the temperature to the point where normal people can't stand it. Qing Huan is obviously used to it, but she still compromises every time. Because cute people have privileges, especially Zhan Yuao is different from ordinary people, he is more sensitive and vulnerable, but also more loyal and simple. It's like a piece of white paper, without any color, clean.
Zhan Yuao stared at her, and kissed her slightly icy peach cheeks, which were already pale, but because the indoor temperature was too low, there was no blood color. He was a little guilty, but he still hugged her tightly, his fiery chest surrounded her. Looking at Qing Huan, he used this method to keep her warm, but he refused to raise the temperature a little higher. In Zhan Yuao's heart, low temperature = no separation.
Qing Huan let him hold him, and touched his face. Although his chest was hot, his face was a little cold. She could see that Zhan Yuao didn't like this place very much. In fact, if she wasn't here, he might be able to Stay in the villa until you die. Qing Huan smiled back and kissed his face, and asked: "Can you adapt? If you can't, it doesn't matter if you go home first, I will go back soon."
Zhan Yuao shook his head vigorously, he would be there wherever she was, and he never wanted to be separated again, no matter what the reason was. He was still feeling uncomfortable, because he didn't really understand why she had to help a strange woman—what was the woman's name, she seemed to be an employee of the company, he only glanced at it, and didn't remember what she looked like . In short, the other party gave him a very bad impression, because that man actually glared at his woman when he went out in the morning!
Although he also stared back fiercely, but he didn't feel fierce enough, he should practice more in front of the mirror, so that people would be scared just looking at it.
Qing Huan knew that Zhan Yuao was no different from a child. In order not to let others know how different he was from ordinary people, he practiced his facial expressions with the help of her and the old housekeeper before going out with her—extremely perfect. Gao Leng, making anyone feel inferior with a glance, feeling that he is not qualified to talk to him. Facts have proved that the effect is remarkable. Now even in the face of a stranger, Zhan Yuao, he can perform very well. If he doesn't speak, it will only make people think that he is arrogant and disdainful. No one will know that he can't speak at all.
Pulling the quilt up a little to cover her exposed shoulders, Qing Huan took out her phone, and Zhan Yuao followed suit. For him, as long as he can look at Qinghuan, he can do it without moving for 24 hours.
Several new text messages, same number. Qing Huan knew who sent it, she was too lazy to save the other party's number, and she would not tell Zhan Yuao that his mother who had abandoned her husband and son and eloped with someone had returned with a new husband and stepdaughter. I want to get the key card to enter the villa from her, dreaming. Don't say that Zhan Yuao won't see her, even if Zhan Yuao wants to see her, Qing Huan won't allow her.
The old housekeeper had told her that before his death, the old gentleman gave him thousands of warnings, that is, not to let the young master see his biological mother again.
The old man is Zhan Yu'ao's grandfather, who raised Zhan Yu'ao with only one hand after the death of Zhan Yu'ao's father. Before Qing Huan appeared, the old man had already passed away, leaving only the loyal old housekeeper. For Zhan Yuao, the grandfather is gone, and the butler is another grandfather. The old housekeeper was very relieved to hand Zhan Yuao over to Qing Huan, but he had reminded him more than once not to let the young master see that woman.
"That woman". This title, as well as the old butler's tone and expression, were enough to make Qing Huan guess what was hidden in it. And after he was convinced that she would protect Zhan Yuao, the old housekeeper did not hide her. Therefore, no matter how that woman obtained Qing Huan's contact information, Qing Huan would not pay any attention to her.
Miss your son, want to see him? Hope Miss Qing Huan can help
Qing Huan pursed her lips, casually deleted the text message, and added the number to the blacklist by the way.
Zhan Yuao rubbed her face, and Qing Huan kissed him to comfort him, "I'll go see her when Jiang Yu comes back later, and tell her about the audition itinerary for the afternoon, you just wait here for me obediently, understand ?"
A little unhappy, but still nodding, Zhan Yuao pointed to his lips. His mouth is very beautiful, naturally diamond-shaped, thin and soft, and light in color.
Qing Huan kissed her as he wished, and Zhan Yuao immediately wrapped his hands and feet around her, kissing back like a baby sucking milk. Qing Huan was almost out of breath by his kiss, but she understood that Zhan Yu'ao just lacked a sense of security. Although Quanxing is his property, it is a strange place for him, and he is used to working in the villa. A few days ago, she changed to a new place before she fully got used to it in the apartment, and Qing Huan expected whether she would like it or not.
The degree of clinginess is comparable to those fat dumplings she raised.
But Zhan Yuao felt that such a kiss was not enough, he wished he could make this person smaller and hide him from anyone, and live in a place where only each other was there. But she doesn't seem to like that, she always seems to have something to do, she usually dotes on him very much, but before he lost his temper and refused to go with her, she left without looking back. Since then, Zhan Yu'ao has vaguely understood that she can make trouble and be willful, but it must be within the scope of her permission.
So... what is considered within the scope? This still needs to be explored.
He looked childish, as if his behavior was still below the age of ten, but his IQ was solidly higher than that of ordinary people. Qing Huan never thought that he was a fool, maybe he was crazy, but he was definitely not stupid.
You see, after he knew that he couldn't stop her from doing what she wanted to do, he never made the same mistake again. After he figured out her bottom line, he would cling to her when she left him to do business, until he was satisfied Only willing to let go. It's all a routine to wait until she comes back to cling even more.
Fortunately, she can't speak. If she could speak, her mouth would be full of childish sweet words. Qing Huan was afraid that she wouldn't be able to bear the sugar-coated bullets, so she would give him whatever she wanted.
The assistant sent a message saying that they had finished filming the magazine and came back, so Qing Huan was about to go downstairs. Now Zhan Yuao stopped making trouble, he took the initiative to return to normal temperature, and even took her earrings to be worn by her in a fawning manner. It's just that when Qing Huan was leaving, he manipulated the electronic dog to make a bark, and when Qing Huan looked back, he hugged the quilt and stared at her eagerly, as if waiting for her to say something.
"Hey, I'll be back soon."
Then Zhan Yuao didn't do anything, hugged the quilt and started counting.
One, two, three, four, five, six... why didn't she say how long it will be soon
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"Isn't Director Wen's audition predestined for me? Why did you change?"
As soon as Qing Huan got out of the elevator and took only two steps, she heard someone talking in a lowered voice at the corner, angrily.
"She won the best actress, why is she arguing with me? Doesn't she just like niche literary films to hone her acting skills? Then why grab my role now?! Look down on commercial films and have the ability to continue to be her literary queen!"
"Shhh, keep your voice down! What if someone overhears you?"
"Why should I keep my voice down? Why should I be wronged?!" The woman who spoke was about to die of anger. "This movie is going to be released during the National Day. Domestic Protection Month, and it's Director Wen's movie again. What kind of a bitch is Jiang Yu? He stole my role?!"
Qing Huan leaned against the wall with her hands crossed over her chest.
"You have several big productions, and the box office is good. Isn't the company praising her? After all, she is young, and she just won the Best Actress—"
"What do you mean by that? You should give it to her when she is young? What is the relationship between her and the boss? All resources are thrown at her? I went to shoot M's magazine in the morning, and my mother has only been in the inside so far. Page! Taking the actress is amazing???"
Qing Huan said coolly: "It's amazing, if you don't like it, you can get one yourself."
The two who were talking didn't expect to be overheard, the manager's face turned pale, but the actress rolled her eyes: "Who are you, to stand out for Jiang Yu?"
"You can't talk about getting ahead, let's tell the truth." Qing Huan looked the other party up and down. "...Wu Jing, isn't that right, back to the Internet, you are the number one actress in bad movies. For three years in a row, Jiang Yu really can't compare to you."
The words are so poisonous, and they hit the nail on the head. Wu Jing's face suddenly turned green and white, and she almost wanted to go up and give her a few slaps. She is beautiful, and she was an instant hit when she acted in a youth idol TV series that included tearing, abortion, bloodshed, jumping off a building, and n-corner love. Since then, she has been involved in a great bad film career. It is strange to say that she always The box office of movies is good, and the ratings of TV series are also good, but the more you show your presence in front of the audience, the more you will expose your shortcomings.
That is, no acting skills.