The hotel suites under Junyi are very particular about the lighting. There is a row of bright spotlights on the wine cabinet and bookshelf. The bathroom mirror is an LED ring sensor light. Soft warm yellow. When the whole body is silent and the eyes are facing each other, it seems that a little tenderness and ambiguity can be added to this tranquility.
The distance between the two is getting closer and closer, and the heartbeat can be clearly heard in the ears.
Adult men and women, it seems logical that something will happen next.
— If Ji Mingshu's stomach is not so hungry.
Ji Mingshu was still thinking about what happened last night until he woke up the next day and continued to participate in the recording of the program.
Her mind was filled with the image of the two of them facing each other and about to kiss. She felt remorse unconsciously for the disappointing growl of her stomach, and even uncontrollably, she followed the scene last night to restore what should have been. The embarrassing thing that happened.
"Ming Shu, Ming Shu?" Feng Yan called her twice, "What are you laughing by yourself? Get out of the car."
Yan Yuexing followed the voice and glanced at her with a look of disdain. Seeing that the camera hadn't been turned on yet, she didn't bother to act, so she said strangely: "Fachun!"
After she finished speaking, she got out of the car first, and while asking the makeup artist to help her make up, she turned her head nervously, pretending to look into the car casually.
These days, Yan Yuexing was so suppressed by Ji Mingshu that her stomach was full of anger, but she was a girl idol, she had a thousand and ten thousand dirty words in her heart, and she couldn't face the camera without fear like Ji Mingshu.
Moreover, Ji Mingshu is a very wicked woman, she doesn't know where her confidence comes from, she doesn't know how to be humble and forbearable at all, and she is reckless and obvious in everything she does.
These days, I have fully understood Ji Mingshu's arrogance and domineering, and Yan Yuexing's mouth is full of regrets and anxiety, for fear that Ji Mingshu will react and rush out of the car, and slap her both left and right. She felt that Ji Mingshu was absolutely capable of such a thing.
But at this moment, Ji Mingshu came to his senses from brain supplementation, so he didn't have the time to go to Yan Yuexing to settle his slander, because she was soon immersed in the shock of "I would have unreasonable thoughts about Cen Sen", and couldn't do it for a long time. back to God.
What a shame!
It's so unreal!
Ji Mingshu patted his face, constantly hinting that he should wake up soon.
How could she feel annoyed that nothing happened to Cen Sen and make up her own mind
No, impossible! Must be so horny because I haven't had sex for so long!
And it's impossible for her to like a man like Cen Sen who has been at odds with her since she was a child, it's just a joke!
She just likes his money very simply!
Yes, that's right, that's it.
After convincing himself, Ji Mingshu nodded solemnly.
There was a lot of chaos yesterday, and the night's sleep was light, and Cen Sen hadn't reversed the jet lag at all.
Early this morning, they called a high-level meeting of the branch. A group of well-dressed people sat there criticizing each other and shirking responsibility, arguing for three hours.
With Cen Sen still sitting in the main seat, they blushed and refused to give in to each other and started arguing for the inheritance.
At the end of the meeting, Cen Sen's mind was still filled with the noise of the ducks boiling.
He entered the office alone, and ordered Zhou Jiaheng not to allow anyone to come in. He leaned back in the office chair and listened to piano music for half an hour before he recovered a little.
It is said that women are noisy, compared to these men, he thinks Ji Mingshu can be called gentle and careless.
Thinking of Ji Mingshu, he picked up his phone again, opened WeChat, and accepted her friend request.
On weekdays, Cen Sen seldom checked Moments. When he saw Ji Mingshu's photo album had a photo, he clicked in and glanced.
I didn't expect to sweep this glance, and I scanned it for more than half an hour.
Ji Mingshu's circle of friends is pretty much the same as he imagined, but apart from the elegant, famous and wealthy wives who love her, there are also many friends who are full of life, and even a little silly.
When Zhou Jiaheng dialed in to remind him that he still had a party in the afternoon, he had just seen the New Year's photos posted by Ji Mingshu earlier this year.
She and the juniors of the Cen family built a snowman together, wrapped in a furry overcoat, and wore a little red riding hood on her head, with crooked smiling eyes, bright and lovely.
While saving the photos, he ordered the business in a low voice.
On the other side, Ji Mingshu, who was eating the lunch box provided by the hotel and still swiping his phone, was so shocked that he almost dropped his lunch box.
She had just opened Moments when she saw multiple reminders. When she clicked on them, it turned out that Cen Sen had liked her hundreds of times.
And just when she wondered if there was a bug in this junk software, Cen Sen continued to like it in real time.
One reminder and two reminders keep coming out, but the content of likes is getting older and older, and online comments have begun to appear.
Cen Sen: [The photo is not in focus.]
Cen Sen: [The clothes are too colorful.]
Cen Sen: [Wrong tense.]
Cen Sen: [The idiom is used incorrectly.]
Ji Mingshu stared at the comment reminder, his head was full of question marks, did he think he was the head teacher, and he was correcting while watching!
Ji Mingshu: [?]
Ji Mingshu: [What are you doing?]
Cen Sen: [Look at your circle of friends.]
Although she has always shared things like circle of friends publicly, Cen Sen is actually not within the scope of sharing she thought.
And what's going on with this man, just look at it, and you have to like and write a comment, "I have read it", right? It's so inexplicable!
Ji Mingshu didn't want to make more arguments with him, so he directly curbed it from the source, changed the announcement time of the circle of friends to the last three days, and then posted a triumphant tongue out emoji.
Unexpectedly, Cen Sen didn't play cards according to common sense, and suddenly sent her a photo of a snowman made during the Chinese New Year, and also commented one-on-one.
Cen Sen: [This one looks the best.]
Ji Mingshu: […]
Cen Sen: [It's cute.]
Ji Mingshu: […]
Her ears turned red.
This, this dog man, isn't he trying to seduce her? What happened to the sudden straight ball.
Inexplicably guilty, she quickly hid the phone in her bag.
After finishing her bento absent-mindedly, she happened to bump into Feng Yan and Pei Xiyan sawing wood when she went upstairs.
Most of the wood they sawed was useless, just to enhance the viewability of the show, so that the audience thought that these custom-made furniture also had the credit of the guests.
The camera was not turned on at the moment, and the two of them were just practicing. After all, during the real recording, the posture of the saw was too strange and it was likely to be complained about.
She squatted down and held her face to watch, but her thoughts were still wandering in outer space.
Feng Yan asked casually, "Mingshu, what's wrong with you? You seem to be out of shape today."
Ji Mingshu came back to his senses, "I'm fine, I'm just thinking about... how to specifically enhance the practicality of our plan."
Feng Yan and Pei Xiyan couldn't talk about this question either.
They are celebrities, and most of them are pampered in their lives. They can appreciate Ji Mingshu's tall and elegant designs, but they don't know how to make the designs close to life.
Cen Sen said last night that Ji Mingshu's design was not practical enough, and Ji Mingshu thought about it seriously for a while.
However, half of the renovation period has passed, and there is not much room for change in the hard decoration, so we can only start with the soft decoration.
She felt that the root cause of the lack of home furnishing was the lack of storage space. When she came here today, she visited the neighbors of this building. Based on her observations, she temporarily modified the patterns of several pieces of custom-made furniture.
For example, a sofa.
Star City is located in the south, and there is no floor heating in winter. Most families are accustomed to using electric ovens for heating.
She saw at the neighbor's house that they put the electric oven under the coffee table, but the electric oven is relatively large, and placing it under the coffee table takes up the space at the bottom of the coffee table, making it inconvenient to stretch the legs and feet while watching TV, and the other is not beautiful. .
So she modified the custom-made sofa, leaving a cuboid space under the base of the couch to store the electric oven, and made a small wooden door that pushes up and down on the outside, and the bottom of the sofa on both sides is made into a storage cabinet.
Of course, for more specific details, we have to wait until we go back today to make overall revisions from the design drawings.
Ji Mingshu squatted down for a while, and seeing them change the direction of the wood, he suddenly said without thinking, "I'll ask you a question."
Feng Yan: "What's the problem?"
Ji Mingshu: "That is, would you suddenly give a girl a lot of likes, then save a picture of a girl's Moments, send it to that girl, tell her that this picture is beautiful, and praise her for being cute? "
Feng Yan and Pei Xiyan paused for a moment, looked at each other, and then shook their heads.
Yan Zai is still a child and has no experience in love. Feng Yan is not too young to shake his head.
Ji Mingshu caught him again and asked, "Then what do you think this kind of behavior usually expresses?"
Feng Yan: "This...maybe you like it?"
"What do you like? Isn't liking just chatting?"
Yan Yuexing rolled his eyes, feeling extremely speechless at the actions of these three people who were all over sixty years old and pretended to be innocent.
Fearing that the two girls would start a fight again, Feng Yan hurriedly shook his head slightly at Ji Mingshu, signaling her not to worry about it.
During these days, everyone can see Yan Yuexing's true face clearly. In front of the camera is a cute and cute girl idol, and when the camera is removed, she is a little girl.
At first, she wanted to maintain a good image and catch up with Pei Xiyan, but before Ji Mingshu was there to protect the cub, and later, Pei Xiyan flashed her skills and recorded programs together. This thought.
She and Cen Sen are husband and wife, and they can go to bed directly, so why not chat about flirting. Ji Mingshu didn't care about Yan Yuexing's nonsense, he just rested his chin and thought deeply about what Feng Yan said, does Cen Sen like her
It's strange, I don't feel it at all at ordinary times, I just come here once in a while. Is there intermittent liking besides intermittent amnesia
She discussed with Feng Yan again.
During this process, Pei Xiyan always maintained a polite and distant attitude, and did not participate in the topic, but he went out and answered a call from Cen Sen on the way.
Cen Sen called him to ask him if Ji Mingshu had revised the design plan. He just sent Ji Mingshu a WeChat message, but Ji Mingshu didn't seem to be checking his phone, and he never replied.
Pei Xiyan responded with a few words, then after thinking about it, she reminded, "Brother Sen, that is, someone seems to be chasing sister Mingshu recently."
Cen Sen: "What."
Pei Xiyan felt that as a boy, he shouldn't gossip like this, so he only asked him to ask Ji Mingshu.
But Cen Sen asked again, but he couldn't help it. He coughed lightly, and said briefly: "A man liked sister Mingshu's circle of friends a lot, and even sent her a picture of sister Mingshu, praising her for being pretty and cute. That's it. Don't say I told you."
He coughed again, as if embarrassed by the act of snitching.