She Wants To Divorce Me

Chapter 32

Views:

Ji Yaoguang looked at the man in front of him with a somewhat submissive voice, and felt a little funny in his heart. I've been in the entertainment circle for a while, why are you still so naive? They can't even be regarded as nodding acquaintances at all, why should I let myself help him? Ji Yaoguang is not a casually kind-hearted person, and he is also very cold and cold in his bones. She looked Jiang Huai up and down, this new traffic niche, it's too late for Sheng Tang to praise him, right? What is his intention to join Chang Yu's studio

The few minutes of waiting was actually a long time. Jiang Huai looked at the delicate and indifferent face under the light, and a feeling of despair slowly developed in his heart. He could not get what he wanted from Ji Yaoguang. Pursing the corners of his lips, he pulled out a stiff smile, raised his glass and said, "Sorry for the interruption." Then he turned and left, and put on another face, immersed in the feasting and feasting of Vanity Fair.

The conversation between Lu Yusheng and Chang Yu has shifted from work to other things. When Ji Yaoguang approached, he only heard Chang Yu say lightly: "If a person is not willing to be saved, you can't save her." There was a sudden thump in her heart. Did Chang Yu also go through this kind of mental journey when he was getting divorced? Are you slowly falling into despair because of your own attitude? Finally reached a point of no return? Even if she and Chang Yu talked about everything, Ji Yaoguang still had a faint fear in her heart. She was afraid that she would return to the original point once she woke up from the dream.

The red wine was shaking in the glass, and Ji Yaoguang wanted to use external force to cover up his overly active mind, before his lips touched the cold rim of the glass, he stretched out a hand to snatch the glass away.

Chang Yu remembers Ji Yaoguang's drunken state very clearly, even if it's not noisy, getting drunk is not a good thing after all. She raised her head slightly and drank the wine in the glass, and shook her head disapprovingly at Ji Yaoguang. The last thing a person who can't hold alcohol can do in this kind of situation is to force himself.

Ji Yaoguang's eyes slowly slid down Chang Yu's neck, she made a swallowing movement, and shook her head to expel those wild thoughts. It seems that it has been clean for a long time, and once some emotions rise up, they will gradually develop into an unstoppable trend like a spark of a prairie fire. Chang Yu's eyes were shrouded in a layer of mist, with a bit of confusion. For a moment, Ji Yaoguang hoped that she would be drunk. It's just that Chang Yu's drinking capacity and self-control will never allow this kind of thing to happen. When the banquet is over, she is also the most sober person among them.

It's not a long way to go back to the room. Ji Yaoguang got out of the elevator and followed Chang Yu. Seeing her opening the door, her figure was about to disappear into the room. There was no script this time. What if she wasn't allowed to enter the door? manage? Anxious in her heart, her movements were always faster than her thoughts, she rushed out in a stride, like a nimble loach, squeezed in between Chang Yu and the door. Limp on the sofa, pretending to be drunk and dazed, said softly: "I have a headache, I drank too much."

"..." Chang Yu closed the door, folded his arms around his chest, and walked slowly to Ji Yaoguang. He pressed the back of his cool hand to her face, and replied seriously, "You are probably drunk. Go back to your own room and sleep." Ji Yaoguang didn't drink much at all, how could anyone dare to persuade him? Even the cup offered by director Li Oujing was blocked by Chang Yu in the end.

"Drunken, limbs are weak, and the mind is dizzy." Ji Yaoguang grabbed Chang Yu's hand, and the previous disguise was swept away in her bright eyes. She blinked at Chang Yu, and brought her into the In his arms, he asked in a low voice, "What did you discuss with Lu Yusheng? Isn't she unable to explain it?"

"Are you unhappy that she is here?" Chang Yu turned around, put his hands on Ji Yaoguang's shoulders, and asked lightly.

The words of denial reached her throat and were swallowed by Ji Yaoguang. She smiled at Chang Yu and said frankly: "Yes, I have no chance to talk to you when she comes. You always talk about things I don't want to hear .”

"Some things don't sound bad." Chang Yu said with a faint smile, "What are you and Jiang Huai talking about there? Why did she come to you again and again? In the crew, he is very attentive, Everyone is seeing it." Usually, she wouldn't speak similar words, and they were mostly boring nonsense. But that day Ji Kaiyang's words woke her up, and she tried to do some things that she would not and would not try before, and it didn't feel bad.

"I thought he was coveting my beauty." Ji Yaoguang snorted and replied in a joking tone. Looking carefully at Chang Yu's expression, and seeing that she still maintained that relaxed face, Ji Yaoguang said again, "He asked me if I could let him join your studio, and he seemed to mean that he didn't want to stay in the prosperous Tang Dynasty anymore. .Jiang Huai has good looks, but his acting skills—" Eyeballs rolled, there is no need to say everything, everyone can understand it. What is a traffic niche? She is actually the same as the so-called "vase". Shengtang can cultivate artists like Chang Yu, but more are small flowers produced on the assembly line.

"He really can't stay any longer." After being silent for a while, Chang Yu replied lightly, "You may not know that Jiang Huai is the illegitimate son of Jiang Shoufang, the boss of the prosperous Tang Dynasty, and he can't be seen in the face. Jiang Huai's half-brothers It may not be able to accommodate him, Jiang Shoufang can provide him with some resources, and the brothers who are fighting for power will definitely kill him in the end, Jiang Huai himself can understand."

"Huh? There is still such a relationship?" Ji Yaoguang really didn't know these things, she frowned, and she asked again, "Do you want to take Jianghuai in?"

Chang Yu shook his head and said, "No, his acting skills are not good."

Chang Yu's reaction was reasonable, but just listening to her tone - Ji Yaoguang's hand climbed up Chang Yu's waist, rubbed gently through the thin sweater, and his thoughts flew to other places, and it took a long time He recovered his voice and asked, "So you can't sign me after your studio is established?"

"Yes." Chang Yu's response was quite cruel, and even Ji Yaoguang didn't seem to be shaken when he showed those pitiful eyes. Of course Ji Yaoguang also knew Chang Yu's meticulous attitude at work, she curled her lips and didn't blame her, but was fascinated by her seriousness. Reluctantly taking her hands off Chang Yu's waist, her arms looked empty, leaving only an indescribable emptiness, she pursed her lips with regret. "I'll go back and take a shower." She said to Chang Yu.

The implication is remember not to lock the door.

On the last night in this hotel, Ji Yaoguang wanted to stay in Changyu, but was interrupted by Lu Yusheng before he finished speaking. Even if Chang Yu forgot the previous topic, she still remembered it clearly. Chang Yu didn't respond, but Ji Yaoguang saw a kind of acquiescence in her eyes, and her heart jumped up immediately.

When she slipped back into Chang Yu's room in her nightgown, Chang Yu had already dried her hair and sat on the bed. The script in the past was replaced by a small mobile phone at this time, sometimes she was happy, sometimes she frowned, but she didn't know what aroused her emotions. A bright smile hung on Ji Yaoguang's face and never faded away. When she got under the covers, she curiously glanced at Chang Yu's mobile phone. Before she could see the words clearly, she was flicked on the forehead.

Ji Yaoguang rubbed her forehead, the curiosity in her eyes never faded: "What are you looking at?"

Chang Yu glanced at her, and replied quietly: "The next work arrangement."

Ji Yaoguang said: "Why does it feel like looking at a photo? Isn't the work arrangement a form?"

Chang Yu glared at her, and said seriously: "You are wrong."

"Okay." Ji Yaoguang still didn't believe it, but since Chang Yu denied it, there was no need for him to ask further. During the banquet, she made a big detour, seeing that she was about to talk about the important part, but Lu Yusheng suddenly appeared. Now I have another chance to be alone with Chang Yu, but I don't know how to speak. After hesitating for a long time, he said "I" and fell into silence.

His expression became more and more tangled, accompanied by a kind of uneasiness and uneasiness. Thinking of Ji Yaoguang's state when he was drunk again, pitiful and helpless, like an abandoned child, in a state of distress, Chang Yu's heart trembled fiercely, her eyes instantly became gloomy, staring at Ji Yaoguang's eyes tightly face, and asked in a soft tone: "What do you want to say to me?"

"I, I—" The tongue seemed to be tied, and under Chang Yu's gaze, the eloquent Ji Yaoguang disappeared. She was actually afraid of being rejected, but if she didn't ask, that thorn would always stick in her heart. Feeling the sudden increase in weight on her waist, Ji Yaoguang leaned against Chang Yu's arms, raised her head slightly and stared at the rosy and full lips, her complexion suddenly turned red.

Could it be—

A guess appeared in Chang Yu's mind, and a blush spread from the base of her ears. Ji Yaoguang huddled in her arms, and the loose pajamas opened a hole due to the twisting of her body, from which the gully could be clearly seen. The delicate skin is like jade under the light. The rising desire suddenly burned his throat like a raging fire. She is not a person with heavy desires, but this does not mean that she will not be attracted by the person in her arms. It seems that it has been a long time since I touched the delicate body wrapped in this clothes, and even the crooning and shallow singing when I was emotional have been left in the depths of my memory.

At this time, Ji Yaoguang's face was flushed, her eyes were blurred, she could be called shy and timid.

It was like a switch, re-releasing the long-suppressed longing in the body.

"you think-"