the next day.
The early morning wind opened the curtains, and a ray of light came in, illuminating the two overlapping bodies on the bed. On the dark blue sheet, two snow-white arms, one large and one small, were clasped together, very striking.
"Huh?" Suddenly, the sleeping girl seemed to be caught in the eyes by the light, and subconsciously wanted to withdraw her hand to block it, but was tightly grasped by another big hand and failed to pull it away. Fortunately, the girl seemed to be very tired, and was not woken up by the flashing light.
Ji Lang glanced at the curtains, a little annoyed that he didn't close the floor-to-ceiling windows of the balcony tightly yesterday, even though he didn't have a chance to close them in the scene like yesterday. Thinking of last night, Ji Lang's mouth curled slightly, and his eyes suddenly filled with tenderness. If I could have a good dream myself, it was probably last night. He lowered his head and gently kissed the pale forehead of the girl in his arms.
It's getting late, he should get up and prepare breakfast for Miao Miao. With so much exercise last night, this snack guy will definitely be hungry, but he is even more reluctant to leave her at this time.
For the first time in his life, Ji Lang was so confused about getting up. He has been entangled, so he never got up. Instead, he pulled the girl into his arms harder, letting the girl breathe gently and hot on his chest, accompanied by the beating of the heart inside.
This is my girl, it's mine.
The two hugged each other like this, and it was unknown how long it took until Ji Lang felt the steady breathing in his chest suddenly become rapid, and he knew that the girl in his arms had woken up.
Ji Lang looked down at her and saw Wu Miaomiao's eyes were still tightly closed, but her nervous eyelashes were shaking, but she was reluctant to open her eyes. He smiled, didn't break it, just looked down at her.
Wu Miaomiao is impatient. It's okay to pretend to be asleep for a minute or two. How can she bear it after a long time, and she is so hungry now.
As I did last night, Xianggong will not be angry. Not only did he plan Xianggong's innocence, but he was also so rude. When I was undressing yesterday, I seemed to have torn off the buttons of my pajamas, and my trousers. My husband seemed to be fighting, but he was ruthlessly ripped off.
Wuwuwu, I knew I would stop drinking. After drinking, I only have goals in my eyes, no tenderness. My husband will not think that he is an old man who only looks at his body.
No matter, get up first and talk about it, lying down will not solve the problem.
After completing the psychological construction, Wu Miaomiao quietly opened one eye first, followed by the second eye, and then raised his head slightly, trying to observe Ji Lang's condition first, who knew that as soon as he raised his head, he was right Ji Lang's expression is half-smile but not smiling.
"Xiang Gong, you are awake." The moment he saw Ji Lang, Wu Miaomiao suddenly felt guilty.
"Well." Ji Lang saw Wu Miaomiao's guilty conscience, turned his heart, and responded with a calm expression.
"That... your dark circles seem to be heavy again." Wu Miaomiao had nothing to say.
"Um."
"Last night... I didn't sleep well again."
"What do you think?" Ji Lang looked at her meaningfully. He could sleep well like that last night. Is he despising himself
"I'm sorry, it's because I was too rude." Wu Miaomiao apologized.
Ji Lang was stunned, the gestures from last night flashed in his mind, if he wanted to say rude, he should be right. Obviously, in the second half of Wu Miaomiao, he couldn't bear to bite him with his teeth, and he didn't stop.
Seeing that Ji Lang didn't speak, Wu Miaomiao thought that she had a bad attitude to admit her mistake, and continued to admit her mistake: "I, I will try to be gentle next time."
gentle? !
"How are you going to be gentle?" Ji Lang couldn't help asking.
"I, I won't rip your buttons off next time." Yes, the clothes still have to be taken off, she can only make sure that she doesn't rip off the buttons.
Ji Lang was startled again, and it took a long time to realize what happened to the button, and then he laughed sullenly: "No, I like you being rude to me."
Wu Miaomiao's eyes lit up and secretly said, it turns out that Xianggong likes this kind of tone, and it can be regarded as a crooked fight.
"Then... Then I will continue to maintain it." Wu Miaomiao quickly assured.
"Well, keep it going." Ji Lang also said solemnly.
Wu Miaomiao is completely relieved now, Xianggong is not angry, and seems to be very satisfied with his performance last night. Besides, yesterday, he obviously only prepared one of those things, but there was a box in my husband's bedside table. It can be seen that he has planned for a long time. Otherwise, why would he prepare that kind of thing
Thinking of this detail, Wu Miaomiao suddenly felt confident. Xianggong was too shy. If he hadn't made a plan, he would not know whether the box of things he bought would expire.
"Are you hungry?" Ji Lang asked softly.
"Hungry." Wu Miaomiao said weakly immediately.
"Then get up, it's too late to make breakfast at this time, you go wash and I'll go out and buy you wontons." Ji Lang said.
"Well, what time is it now?" Wu Miaomiao asked casually.
"Eight fifty-five." Ji Lang glanced at the time and said.
"It's almost nine o'clock?!" Wu Miaomiao abruptly sat up from Ji Lang's arms, and shouted in horror, "It's over, it's over, why didn't my alarm clock go off, this morning is a class for naming madmen!"
While screaming, Wu Miaomiao swiftly jumped off the bed, picked up the pajamas on the ground and put them on, and people rushed out of the room, and soon there was the sound of water in the bathroom.
Ji Lang sat on the bed for a few seconds, and suddenly realized at first sight: Wu Miaomiao can still be so energetic, it seems that she didn't work hard enough last night.
With a smile, Ji Lang also got off the bed. He walked to the window and opened the curtains. When the room was illuminated by the sun, revealing balloons, flower petals, and scented candlesticks, an unspeakable emotion filled his heart. Emerges, which he has never had before, but guesses it may be something called happiness.
He suddenly walked towards the center of the room, where there were actually several hydrogen balloons floating on the ceiling, tied with beautiful pink ribbons. He stretched out his hand, grabbed the ribbon of one of the hydrogen balloons, pulled the balloon off, and held it in his hand. He looked at it, then turned around and walked back to the floor-to-ceiling window, went out, and stood on the balcony, in the already bright morning light, loose Open hands. The hydrogen balloon swept away into the sky, and slowly flew to the sky, as if a certain dream was released, and it was also like his mood to release.
At nine o'clock, the two went downstairs quickly. Ji Lang drove Wu Miaomiao to the subway station. It wasn't that he didn't want to send Wu Miaomiao to school in person, but at this time, the subway was much faster than the car.
Arriving at the subway station, Ji Lang handed Wu Miaomiao the buns he bought from the shopping mall yesterday, and urged, "Eat it in the subway and during class."
"Well, Xianggong, I'm leaving." While speaking, Wu Miaomiao opened the car door and got out of the car, she was really afraid of being late. The last time Ji Lang was kidnapped by an organ trafficker, she had already escaped the class of the named crazy professor, and then the professor said that if Wu Miaomiao skipped class again, she would fail the class unconditionally at the end of the semester.
Sitting in the car, Ji Lang watched Wu Miaomiao running towards the subway entrance, then stopped suddenly, and ran back suddenly.
Ji Lang thought that Wu Miaomiao had lost something, so he quickly lowered the car window and waited for Wu Miaomiao to run over: "What's the matter, have you forgotten something?"
"Forgot to say a word." Wu Miaomiao smiled.
"what?"
"Xianggong." Wu Miaomiao's face was very red, as if she had run 800 meters, and she seemed to be scorched by the sun, "You did a great job yesterday."
After saying that, Wu Miaomiao ran without looking back. That speed,
Almost catching up with the Olympic 100m champion.
Ji Lang kept turning his head until the figure of Wu Miaomiao disappeared, and when the car behind him kept honking his horn to urge him to leave, he slowly came back to his senses, and then it was funny and angry again. .
What is this, encouragement, affirmation
"It really sucks." Ji Lang sighed, and then started the car and merged into the traffic to the studio.
And Wu Miaomiao, who finished shouting this sentence, didn't slow down until she entered the subway car. She pressed bread against her hot cheeks and began to guess Ji Lang's reaction.
According to the book, men are very concerned about what women say about them, so if they say something in the process or after the fact, men will be very happy. I didn't have time to praise me last night, so I had to make up for it afterwards. I wonder if Xianggong would be happy
"Hey hey, no matter what, the second dream has come true." Wu Miaomiao hugged the bread and smirked in the subway.
Time flies, more than a month has passed in the blink of an eye, it will be Christmas soon, and then New Year's Day. The temperature in Haicheng is getting colder and colder, and the weather forecast always says it will snow, but none of it actually falls.
The studio was also doing the year-end summary. Dong Yongyuan went upstairs to find Ji Lang with a pile of documents.
"Why is this year's turnover so low?" Ji Lang glanced at the report and asked.
"The novel you serialized on the Internet is locked. If you don't have a subscription, you will naturally lose all kinds of copyright fees." Dong Yongyuan explained.
Ji Lang snorted and said that he knew.
"Boss, is it time for you to open a new book?" Dong Yongyuan reminded.
"I don't have much to write about recently." Since Wu Miaomiao appeared, he no longer has to be forced to go to various nightmares, so naturally he has no material and desire to create. He used to write books to vent the negative energy in his heart, but now, no matter how much negative energy he has, as soon as he sees Wu Miaomiao, it all disappears.
As a member of Xuanmen, Dong Yongyuan naturally hopes that Ji Lang can maintain his current state, but as an employee, he is also very worried that if this continues, he will lose his job.
"Then boss, do we want to transform our studio?" Dong Yongyuan suggested, "If you no longer write related books in the future, we must find some other sources of income. Do you think we will take back part of the copyright and adapt it. How about investing in making movies and TV shows by yourself?"
Ji Lang glanced at him: "Did the studio lose money?"
"That's not true." Dong Yongyuan said.
"Then what are you anxious about?" Ji Lang said calmly, "The reason why the two books I wrote before were locked because of the sensitivity of the times, and after a period of time, the influence of these two cases will pass, and they will be released naturally. already."
"But that's also a few years later." Dong Yongyuan said.
Ji Lang frowned, and just as he was about to say something, there was a knock at the door, and the two turned to look, only to see Huo Mingzhi, who had not seen each other for a long time, standing at the door. Seeing him, Ji Lang's already tight brows tightened a bit.
"Team Huo, why are you here?" Dong Yongyuan asked with a smile.
"It's natural that I'm coming here." Huo Mingzhi glanced at Ji Lang's unkind face, and said quickly, "Don't look at me like that, it's a good thing that I'm here this time."
Ji Lang turned his head in disdain, as if to say that your presence could do good things.
"What's a good thing?" Dong Yongyuan was very curious. It was either the victim's family or the criminal who was related to the Criminal Police Brigade. What else could be good about this.
"I have a business to introduce to you." Huo Ming knew.
"Business, it's not like we want our boss to help you solve the case." Dong Yongyuan said.
"You, it's an obligation for ordinary people to assist the police in solving cases, so how can it be business." Huo Ming knew that he was not happy, this little Dongzi was really too conscious.
"Huh." Ji Lang couldn't help sneering when he heard the word "obligation".
"Huo team, if you have something to say, hurry up and say, this year because of your relationship, our boss's two new books have been locked, and the studio has suffered heavy losses. He is not happy." Dong Yongyuan quietly came to Huo Mingzhi's ear and reminded .
Huo Mingzhi scratched his nose in embarrassment. He was indeed in the wrong for this matter, so he didn't sell anything, and said directly: "That's it, the above is going to shoot a TV series about anti-drugs. I was in the anti-drug team before, so it's related. The department asked me to collect materials, and also showed me some scripts written by editors. I saw that they were all written without pain, and they made the writing of those drug dealers like the mentally handicapped. If you say that you are against a group of mentally handicapped, then Can it reflect the danger and difficulty of our anti-drug detectives, so I recommended you to the top. How is it, are you interested?"
Ji Lang glanced at him and said directly, "No."
"This is a national production." Huo Mingzhi reminded, "Those books you wrote have very few film and television copyrights sold in China, and they are basically sold abroad. If you can participate in this production, your books may be sold in China. Filmed."
"Not interested." Ji Lang continued to refuse.
"Boss, this can be of interest." Dong Yongyuan was worried about the studio's plummeting turnover, how could he miss this opportunity, "Think about the boss's pocket money, don't you want the boss's pocket money to increase year by year? Are you young?"
Ji Lang was startled, hesitant.
"Team Huo, when can we sign the contract?" Dong Yongyuan said directly.
"I'll call them right now, and they'll be able to come in the afternoon. This matter has been in preparation for a long time, and the actors have been found, but the script just can't be settled, and the top is in a hurry." Huo Mingzhi said immediately.
"Come on, let's go down and talk."
Both of them knew Ji Lang's character well, and he did not refuse directly, but he agreed. But it was very difficult for him to say the word "agree" in person, so the two made a tacit decision on their own.
Sure enough, since then, until the signing of the contract, Ji Lang never said any veto.