Wen Hanxi has never been so embarrassed, every cell is screaming, her face is blushing, and the roots behind her ears are not spared.
Standing by the bed, tugging at the hem of his clothes with his fingertips helplessly, he almost died on the spot.
On the other hand, He Mingyu looked calm and calm, not at all embarrassed after being smashed.
He raised his eyes and asked, "Mom, why are you here now?"
The tone of the speech was cold, and there was a trace of complaint.
Mrs. He looked at her son's bastard face, wishing to kick him, did he know that Xixi was hurting
What should I do if my injury won't heal if I behave like this
"Of course I came to see Xixi." Mrs. He said angrily, "You think I'm here to see you."
He Mingyu was stunned and was speechless for a moment.
Mrs. He walked up to Wen Hanxi, held her hand, and said with concern: "Xixi, how are you doing? Mom heard that you fell off the bridge while recording the show, and almost died of fright. Come on, let me see .”
As he spoke, he turned around Wen Hanxi back and forth.
Wen Hanxi was still immersed in embarrassment at this time, the blush on her face hadn't faded at all, she pursed her lips, "Mom, I'm fine."
Mrs. He said, "You always say you're fine, but you still get hurt all the time. You want Mom to die in a hurry."
Having said that, he glanced at He Mingyu, "You too, why did you agree to me?"
He Mingyu didn't hate anyone, this time he obediently admitted his mistake, "I was negligent."
"Mom, I was not careful." Wen Hanxi explained.
Mrs. He's eyes were sharp, she saw something wrong with a casual glance, she coughed lightly: "Xixi, I don't worry if you are injured, how about this, if you move back to the old house, I can take care of you nearby."
"Mom, don't bother." Wen Hanxi said.
"No trouble, no trouble." Mrs. He said with a smile, "Don't you like the soup made by Aunt Wang? Just go back and make it up for you. You seem to have lost weight."
"But… "
"Don't worry about it." Mrs. He said, "That's it, you go back with Mom."
Mrs. He acted resolutely, and said to pull Wen Hanxi, "Let's go, let's go now."
Wen Hanxi gave He Mingyu a look of embarrassment.
He Mingyu said: "Mom, Xixi's feet are still not healed, and the doctor told her to rest. Let's go back to eat when she recovers."
When it comes to this point, Mrs. He can't insist anymore, "Okay, Xixi, then you take good care of it first, and when you recover from your injury, go back to the old house with Mingyu, and I will ask Aunt Wang to cook soup for you .”
"Thank you Mom."
Mrs. He waved her hand and motioned for the driver to come in, "These are the things I bought for you, see if you are missing anything, and tell me later."
Mrs. He has always spent a lot of money, and she has never been ambiguous when buying things. Putting a few bags in front of Wen Hanxi, one can tell that they are not cheap.
Wen Hanxi was a little moved, and held her hand back, "Mom, you are so kind."
Mrs. He got a good person card, and when she left, the corners of her mouth almost turned up to the sky, and she said as she walked, "Remember to go back to the old house when you have time."
Wen Hanxi: "OK."
The door opened and closed, He Mingyu's mobile phone beeped, and WeChat came in.
Mrs. He: Brat, Mom is helping you get your wife.
He Mingyu replied: I don't need you, I can do it myself.
Mrs. He snorted: That's fine, I'll see when you can bring him back.
He Mingyu put away the phone, just in time to see Wen Hanxi turn around and walk towards the bedroom with one foot hopping.
Wearing casual clothes on her body, she looked even more slender and weak.
He looked at it, frowned, and walked up behind her at a faster pace. Amidst her exclamation, he carried him into the bedroom and put him on the dressing table.
"Crash", the cosmetics on it fell to the ground and rolled away.
Wen Hanxi took advantage of the opportunity to reach the mirror at the back, and the back of her neck was pressed against the cold mirror surface, causing her to tremble slightly.
"What are you doing?"
"are you crazy."
Is it fun to scare her again and again
Yes, he helped her.
Brought her out of Wen's house.
But she also thinks she is keeping the promise.
She did everything he asked her to do, and fulfilled her obligations.
Thinking of her obligations and how he tossed her on the bed, she blushed again unexpectedly, swallowed her saliva, and said seriously: "He Mingyu, let's not-" over.
The following words were blocked, He Mingyu seemed to know what she was going to say, and pressed her mouth before she could say it.
Biting the corner of her lips, said in a low voice, "Say it again, I won't let you get out of bed this week!"
His eyes were burning, looking at his expression, as long as Wen Hanxi dared to say it, he would really dare to do it.
Wen Hanxi pursed her lips. She still has a variety show to record, so she can't stay out of bed for a week. It is very important for people to recognize the situation at a critical moment.
She no longer dared to pull out the tiger's whiskers.
However, the idea of separation has always existed.
One of them was standing in front of the dresser, the other was sitting on the countertop, looking at each other with "sparks" in their eyes.
The discussion on the Internet became more and more intense, and some people even listed a triangle relationship. He Mingyu, mysterious Mrs. He, Wen Hui.
Boldly guess, maybe He always pretended to separate the relationship in order to protect Wen Hui. After all, the deeper the love, the less he wants his woman to be disturbed.
Everyone agreed, and they thought so too.
The mysterious Mrs. He kicked out of everyone's sight, and it was another day of touting the beautiful love.
He Mingyu and Wen Hui became best spouses, and some people even started voting.
When the Internet was in full swing, Wen Hanxi had already moved from the dressing table to the restaurant downstairs.
To be exact, He Mingyu carried her to the restaurant after serving her to wash up. There are meals he has prepared on the dining table, which can be eaten as soon as they are warmed up.
Wen Hanxi felt that he was making up for it, watching the food become more and more difficult to swallow.
Wen Hanxi curled her lips, turned her head and said, "I'm not hungry."
He Mingyu was not in a hurry, and sat opposite her, waiting with arms raised.
The clock in the living room rang nine times, and Wen Hanxi asked, "Don't you have to go to work?"
He Mingyu didn't answer her, but pushed the bowl in front of her, "Eat."
"I can't eat it." Wen Hanxi thought about the hot searches, what He Mingyu did this morning, and Mrs. He who suddenly appeared.
"Okay, I'll feed you." He Mingyu stood up, sat next to Wen Hanxi, held up a spoon and said, "Open your mouth."
Wen Hanxi looked at him and smiled, then said seriously: "No, eat."
It's not so easy to coax the eldest lady to play her temper, especially since he hasn't explained where he went last night
She doesn't want to eat the food he cooks.
She didn't eat, and He Mingyu couldn't help it. He looked her up and down, and finally settled on the cut corner of her lips, raising his eyebrows: "Understood, you want me to feed you."
He bit the word "feed you" very hard.
Wen Hanxi trembled suddenly, and knew his intention in the next second, covered her mouth: "No."
Her back was tightly pressed against the back of the chair, ready to escape at any moment.
It's just that she overestimated the strength of her feet. Her feet...
Really weak.
He Mingyu leaned over, she stood up and wanted to run, but just as she took a step, her ankle felt like a needle prick, and then she fell backwards.
The back of her head hit the ground, and she probably suffered a concussion if she fell like this. She was so frightened that she couldn't see.
The pain did not come, she fell into a warm embrace, and a joking voice came from above her head: "So you like this posture."
"… What?"
Before Wen Hanxi could speak, a black shadow appeared above her, and she accepted the man's fiery kiss with her head up.
Lips and tongues go hand in hand, entangled with hers.
She hides to the left, and he chases to the left.
She hides to the right, and he chases to the right.
Until she was tired of hiding, he began to wreak havoc.
"Hiss." The corner of Wen Hanxi's other lip was also bitten.
He Mingyu raised his head and straightened her up by the way. Wen Hanxi trembled her eyelashes and was speechless for a long time.
He Mingyu hasn't forgotten what to do, she pouted, "Do you want to eat?"
Wen Hanxi's whole body was retorting, but, thinking about it, it would be quite miserable if she couldn't get out of bed.
She opened her mouth, "Take a bite."
He Mingyu nodded in satisfaction, "That's good."
Just as the outstretched hand was about to touch her head, she dodged subconsciously.
He Mingyu's expression darkened, and then he withdrew his hand calmly.
The sun poured down and hit the two of them. It was very warm, but there was a circle of coolness around them, so scared that the wind didn't dare to blow in wantonly.
Su Wan took the initiative to contact Wen Hanxi after losing contact with her for a week, and asked, "Is the variety show still being recorded?"
Wen Hanxi moved her ankle, and it didn't hurt at all, so she said, "Record."
"Then Mr. He..."
"He has gone abroad, not in China."
He Mingyu went abroad, and he left in a hurry, as if he was escaping from something. Wen Hanxi knew from Xiaotao that he was going abroad.
Xiaotao knew about it from Mengxi.
The original words were that there was a temporary situation in the foreign company, and Mr. He went to deal with it. There was another big project to be discussed, and he needed to stay in Los Angeles for a while.
Xiaotao relayed it verbatim to Wen Hanxi, and finally said: "Sister Xi, haven't you and Mr. He reconciled yet?"
Wen Hanxi answered irrelevantly: "We don't know each other well."
Xiao Tao curled her lips and muttered in a low voice: Yes, this time the disturbance was even worse than last time.
Su Wan heard that He Mingyu was not there, so his voice became a bit heavier, "That's okay, the recording will start tomorrow, and the recording will be finished the day after tomorrow. Director Zhang even urged you to go to City B the day after tomorrow."
More than half of Wen Hanxi's costume drama is still unfinished.
She said, "OK."
The later recording of the variety show went smoothly without any accidents. The crew had dinner together on the day the work was over. The director called Wen Hanxi aside and asked in a low voice, "What's your relationship with Mr. He?"
Wen Hanxi: "What's wrong?"
The director hiccupped and said with a blushing face, "Mr. He almost upset the crew the night you were injured."
"Um?"
"We need to find out the reason why you fell off the bridge." The director said, "We didn't sleep all night, and it was finally determined that it was just a coincidence, so Mr. He gave up."
"Mr. He was with you that night?"
"That's not true." The director complained after drinking, "I'm not exhausted."
The two chatted for a while, and the director said, "Your injury was really an accident, not man-made. Mr. He... cares too much for you."
Wen Hanxi listened quietly, not knowing what she was thinking.
After chatting for more than ten minutes, when Wen Hanxi left, the director remembered that he still didn't know the relationship between her and He Mingyu.
But he guessed, their relationship must not be simple.
In December, Pingcheng ushered in the first snow, and the snow-wrapped scenery is a special scene. Wen Hanxi was walking in the snow wearing a down jacket, the rustling sound of her feet interspersed with the director's words in her ears.
He Mingyu was with the crew that night.
Not Wenhui.
Then why didn't he explain
With doubts, Wen Hanxi joined the group. On the day of arriving in City B, it also snowed in City B. The white snow was very beautiful, and the air was very fresh. When it came, it made people feel refreshed.
The filming went smoothly. Wen Hanxi interpreted the facial expressions of the people in the play vividly, and she remembered her lines very well, and she rarely NGed. Director Zhang kept praising her, "Not bad, very good."
Others in the same crew also like her very much, and the previous rumors about her poor acting skills and poor line skills are unfounded.
Sister Zhan took a photo of her and posted it on the Internet. She was wearing a red wedding gown, a phoenix crown and a robe, standing on the tower, raising her sword to face the huge army below.
This photo attracted nearly 10,000 fans for her, and Xi fans left messages one after another.
—The goddess is so sassy.
—The goddess is mighty.
-Really like.
—I want to admire this beauty for the rest of my life.
…
Xiaotao looked at the above comments, her face beamed with joy, "Sister, the fans are praising you."
Wen Hanxi was reading the script, raised her eyes, and continued to read.
Xiaotao told her the big financial news, "Sister, Mr. He talked about a big deal."
"A few tens of billions."
"Mr. He is going back to China."
"Maybe you can meet tomorrow."
On the last day of December, Wen Hanxi flew back to Pingcheng. Today is Mr. He's birthday, and she promised to come to the birthday party.
The plane was booked in first class, and after she took her seat, she put on the blindfold and rested. I've been busy filming recently, so I haven't slept much, so I happened to catch up on sleep on the plane.
In her sleep, she seemed to smell a familiar scent of mint, and she unconsciously moved to the left.
Her head seemed to be held down by something, she wanted to open her eyes, but she was too sleepy to open them, she tried, and fell asleep again.
He Mingyu looked at the person on his shoulder with a faint smile on his lips, and his porcelain-white fingertips first touched her smooth forehead, then went down to her eyebrows, and finally landed on her lips.
Delicate and charming.
The bite marks are gone.
His fingertips lingered on it, and the smile between his brows deepened.
Meng Xi at the back finally raised his eyebrows, and it had been a long time since Mr. He smiled.
Xiaotao raised her elbow and bumped him, "Hey, am I doing well?"
The little girl had a smile on her face when she spoke, her eyebrows were curved, she was very pretty. Mengxi paused slightly, and rolled his Adam's apple twice, "Okay."
Xiaotao continued to claim credit: "I have done such a great deed, is there any reward?"
Meng Xi stayed with He Mingyu for a long time, and he also learned his icy demeanor. In the eyes of outsiders, he also belongs to the very cold type of person.
Therefore, others never dare to joke when talking to him.
But it seems—
Xiao Tao is not.
He asked, "What is the award?"
Xiaotao teased him, "You."
Muncy: ...
Seeing his embarrassment, Xiaotao pursed her lips and went away to hide and snigger.
Wen Hanxi was woken up by the heat, her body seemed to be in a stove, and her back was sweating faintly. She took off her blindfold and planned to move her body, but just as she moved, she inadvertently glanced at the side from the corner of her eye.
The man next to him was reading a magazine, with drooping eyelids, slightly pursed lips, and a perfectly curved profile.
Especially his Adam's apple, with its fatal temptation, Wen Hanxi couldn't help but gulp and swallowed.
I don't know if he heard anything, she hurriedly turned her head and looked to the side, thinking: Wen Hanxi hasn't seen him for a month, why are you nervous.
She rubbed her hands, and when she turned her head again, a magnified face appeared in front of her eyes, with long and narrow eyes, curled eyelashes, a high nose bridge, and white skin like jade.
The most charming thing is his lips, with a lustrous luster on them.
Wen Hanxi watched and couldn't help swallowing again.
He Mingyu approached, stopped an inch away from her face, raised his eyebrows and jokingly said, "Are you stupid?"
Wen Hanxi came back to her senses and retorted, "You're just looking stupid."
She pushed him, "Why are you here?"
"Go home." He Mingyu said.
Wen Hanxi said, "Where's your private jet?"
He finds it noisy.
I usually take a private jet when I go abroad.
Are you going crazy today
He Mingyu said coldly, "I don't want to sit down."
Xiaotao interjected later, "Sister, Mr. He didn't take the private jet just to take the same plane as you."
Wen Hanxi: "..."
She secretly glanced at He Mingyu, wanting to hear him say no, but he didn't say anything, as if he had acquiesced to Xiaotao's words.
Wen Hanxi was a little embarrassed, for some reason, it became even hotter.
Just as she was about to raise her hand, He Mingyu had already summoned the flight attendant, "Bring us a glass of warm water."
Good-looking men have always been the goal of women, especially good-looking and rich.
The flight attendant saw at a glance that the man in front of him was an extraordinary man, and his attitude became more friendly, smiling like a blooming flower.
"Okay, come right away."
I don't know whether it was her smile that caught Wen Hanxi's eyes, or He Mingyu's attitude that made her unhappy.
She left her seat before the flight attendant came.
After washing his face in the bathroom, and doing something weird in front of the mirror, he straightened his clothes and went out.
As soon as the door opened, there was a figure standing there, Wen Hanxi ignored him and walked straight forward.
He Mingyu followed her, his eyes fell on her face, and she frowned slightly under the sunglasses.
Look back.
What to see.
He Mingyu didn't seem to notice, the smile in his eyes grew stronger, and his little fox became more tempered.
However, he likes it.
The two sat down, and the flight attendant came over, "Sir, your water."
When he put it down, he gave He Mingyu a wink.
Wen Hanxi looked at it coldly, the unwillingness in her eyes was just reflected, she curled her lips and smiled lightly, "Be careful of eyeballs falling off."
"..." The flight attendant was embarrassed and ashamed.
He Mingyu smiled again on his originally cold face, the feeling of being cared about...
very nice.
When the flight attendant left, Wen Hanxi explained: "Don't think about it, I'm not jealous."
There is no silver three hundred taels here.
Xiaotao in the back laughed out loud and muttered, "Sister, are you calling yourself self-inflicted?"
Wen Hanxi turned around and gave her a blank look through the thick glasses, "What nonsense?"
After a pause, he said, "Who asked you to sit in the back, sit here for me."
Xiao Tao wondered: "Sister, I dare not."
"..." Wen Hanxi coughed out of anger, and a glass of warm water suddenly appeared in front of her eyes.
"Come on, drink it soon." He Mingyu said.
Wen Hanxi has learned to resist since she recognized certain things, and what she said most to He Mingyu was.
"Need not."
She declined his offer.
He Mingyu was not annoyed, and put his face close to hers, "Actually, I don't mind feeding you water in the way of food."
"..." Wen Hanxi looked at his face that deserved a beating, shook his hand vigorously, then let go, and took it obediently.
On the plane, she couldn't afford to lose this man.
Although she is not a big star, it is not good to be seen by fans.
She was really thirsty, so she drank half a cup in one gulp, drank in a hurry, and there were still drops of water hanging from the corner of her mouth. Before she could wipe it, someone wiped it for her first.
He Mingyu lifted her chin and made her face his direction, holding a tissue with his porcelain white fingertips, tilting his head to wipe the corner of her lips gently.
Wen Hanxi: ...
Seeing this, Xiaotao muttered, "Sister, Mr. He treats you so well."
Wen Hanxi: "..."
Fuck him.
She doesn't want to.
also…
sorry.
Wen Hanxi asked: "How long will it take to arrive in Pingcheng?"
Xiaotao: "One hour, why don't you sleep for a while?"
Wen Hanxi said in her heart: Sleep ass.
There was a covetous person next to her, looking at her like a rabbit, wishing to eat her in one bite.
She has to sleep too.
Taking off her sunglasses and putting on a mask to cover half of her face, she summoned the flight attendant to ask for a magazine.
It's also a coincidence that the financial magazine, in addition to introducing some famous people in the market, also interspersed with some current celebrities.
Wen Hui is among them.
Wen Hui, as a well-known jewelry designer in China, has won many awards. Some people say that she is the successor of Master M in Paris and was named China's Little Master M.
The two pages are full of compliments for her, from the inside to the outside, from top to bottom, the person who praises her should only be in the sky.
The ending was the most interesting. The host asked her if she had someone she liked
She said, "Yes, I've been waiting for him."
Host: "Can I ask who he is?"
Wen Hui: "He is a very successful and powerful man. He is a dark horse in the market and the brightest star. He loves to do charity, and he also misses the past."
The host smiled and asked, "Are you chasing him?"
Wen Hui: "I'm picking stars."
Coincidentally, He Mingyu has a nickname, Xingchen.
The corner of Wen Hanxi's mouth raised a mocking smile, and she tapped the magazine with her fingertips. It was the first time I saw someone speak so confidently of destroying other people's families.
Reach for the stars
fart!
Wen Hanxi patted the magazine on He Mingyu, and said with a smirk: "Look carefully, there are good contents in it."
He Mingyu opened it upright, really looking at it seriously, flipping through the pages one by one, and turned to Wen Hui's page, staring at it without blinking.
Looking at other things, seeing Wen Hui wishing that the beads would stick to it, Wen Hanxi told herself not to be angry, not to mind.
Anyway, I'm leaving, and I have the freedom to find another home.
After five minutes of mental construction, the anger was subdued, but she became angry again after taking a sip of cold water.
Hasn't she left yet
If you don't leave her, you're still Mrs. He
She has the right to question!
"Hey, does it look good?" Wen Hanxi said with a smile, "Can I get you a magnifying glass to take a good look?"
He Mingyu really stretched out his hand.
Wen Hanxi frowned: "Why?"
He Mingyu: "A magnifying glass."
Wen Hanxi: "..."
Wen Hanxi got angry, and ignored him for the rest of the time, got off the plane, and insisted on taking the nanny car back.
He Mingyu didn't say much, and directly used actions instead, ignoring her struggles and carried her into the car.
Signaling others not to get in the car, he "taught" her severely in the car.
Meng Xi got into the car after smoking two cigarettes, saw Wen Hanxi's red and swollen mouth through the rearview mirror, and said to himself: Mr. He is a bit too cruel.
Wen Hanxi shyly hid aside, and put on her sunglasses and mask again.
The phone rang, and a WeChat message came in.
Ruan Ning: Are you home yet
Wen Hanxi: Not yet.
Ruan Ning: I sent you a gift, remember to accept it.
Wen Hanxi: What
Ruan Ning posted two cute emoticons.
As soon as the car arrived at the Shenghai mansion, the security guard came over, "Mr. He, this is your package."
Wen Hanxi rushed to take it, "It's mine."
Back in the bedroom, she opened it, took a closer look, and her face turned red instantly.
The package contained "good toys" bought from abroad, the kind that can add to the fun.
When Wen Hanxi heard footsteps, she hurriedly put it back into the box, but she was too anxious, something came out and rolled to He Mingyu's feet.
Wen Hanxi: ... I'm going to die.