Ji Yaoguang looked at the man in front of him who was a little bit low-pitched, feeling a little funny. I've been in the entertainment industry for a while, why are you so naive? They couldn't even count as a nodding acquaintance, so why should they let themselves help him? Ji Yaoguang is not a casual kind person, and he is very cold and cold in his bones. She looked up and down at Jianghuai, this new flow niche, Sheng Tang, he is too late, right? Want to join Chang Yu's studio, what is his intention?

The waiting for a few minutes is 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. Ji Yaoguang couldn't get what he wanted from here. Pursing the corners of his lips, he pulled out a stiff smile. He raised his glass and said, "Sorry, I'm sorry." Then he turned and left, putting on another face, immersed in the feasting Vanity Fair.

The conversation between Lu Yusheng and Chang Yu has shifted from work to another matter. When Ji Yaoguang approached, he only heard Chang Yu's faint sentence: "If a person is unwilling to be saved, you can't save her." There was a sudden thump in her heart. At the time of the divorce, did Chang Yu also experience such a mental journey? Is it because of your own attitude that you are slowly falling into despair? Finally reached a point where it is irreversible? Even if everything is explained with Chang Yu, Ji Yaoguang still has a faint fear in her heart. She is afraid that once she wakes up from a dream, she will return to the original point.

The red wine was swaying in the glass. Ji Yaoguang wanted to use external force to conceal her overly active mind. Only when her lips were close to the edge of the cold cup, she stretched out a hand and snatched the cup away.

Chang Yu remembers Ji Yaoguang's drunken state very clearly. Even if he is not noisy, being drunk is not a good thing. She raised her head slightly and drank the wine in the glass, shook her head in disapproval at Ji Yaoguang. People who don't drink well can force themselves the most in such situations.

Ji Yaoguang's eyes slowly slid down Chang Yu's neck. She made a swallowing motion and shook her head to expel the imaginary thoughts. It has been pure for a long time, and once some moods rise up, they will gradually develop into an unstoppable trend. Chang Yu's eyes were covered by a mist of water, a bit blurred, for a moment Ji Yaoguang hoped that she would be drunk. It's just that Chang Yu's drinking and self-control will never allow this to happen. When the banquet is over, she is also the most sober person among them.

It’s not a long way to get back to the room. Ji Yaoguang got out of the elevator and followed Chang Yu. Seeing that she opened the door, she was about to go into the house. This time there is no script. What if she is not allowed to enter the door? do? Anxious in her heart, her action is always faster than her thoughts, she rushed out with a stride, like a flexible loach, squeezing in between Chang Yu and the door. Soften on the sofa, pretending to be drunk and confused, and said softly: "I have a headache and I drank too much."

"..." Chang Yu closed the door, put his hands around his chest, and walked slowly to Ji Yaoguang's face. The cool back of his hand was pressed against her face, and he responded positively, "I was probably drunk. Go back to your house and sleep." Ji Yaoguang didn't drink much alcohol at all, so how could anyone dare to persuade him? Even the glass of director Li Oujing was finally blocked by Chang Yu.

"Drunk, weak limbs, and dizzy." Ji Yaoguang grabbed Chang Yu's hand, and the shining eyes swept away the previous disguise. She blinked at Chang Yu and brought her in with a hard hand. In his arms, he asked in a low voice, "What did you discuss with Lu Yusheng? Isn't she too much to say?"

"Are you not happy that she is here?" Chang Yu turned around, put his hands on Ji Yaoguang's shoulders, and asked faintly.

The words of denial reached her throat and were swallowed by Ji Yaoguang. She smiled at Chang Yu and said frankly: "Yes, I don't have any chance to talk to you when she comes. You always talk about things that I don't want to hear. ."

"Some things are not bad to listen to." Chang Yu smiled faintly, "but what are you muttering with Jianghuai? Why is she looking for you twice? In the crew, he is very diligent. Everyone saw it." She would not speak at all when similar words were used in the past, and they were mostly boring nonsense. But the words of Riji Kaiyang woke her up, trying to do something that he didn't and would not want to try before, and it didn't feel bad.

"I thought he was coveting my beauty." Ji Yaoguang snorted and responded in a joking tone. Looking at Chang Yu's expression carefully, seeing that her face still maintained the ease, Ji Yaoguang said again, "He asked me if I could let him join your studio. He meant that he didn't want to stay in the Tang Dynasty. Jiang Huai has a good looks, but his acting skills are—"With a sharp turn of his eyes, some words don't have to be said at all, and everyone can understand. What is a flow niche? She is actually the same as the so-called "vase". The Tang Dynasty can cultivate artists like Chang Yu, but more of them are small flower niches produced by the assembly line.

"He really can't stay." After a moment of silence, Chang Yu answered indifferently, "You may not know that Jianghuai is the illegitimate son of Shengtang veteran Jiang Shoufang, and he can't be seen. The half-brothers of Jianghuai He may not be able to tolerate him. Jiang Shoufang can provide him with some resources, and the brothers who are fighting for power will definitely kill him in the end. Jianghuai himself can understand."

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

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

Chang Yu's reaction was reasonable, just listen to her tone-Ji Yaoguang's hand climbed to Chang Yu's waist, and gently rubbed across the thin sweater, the mind flew to other places, for a long while I found my voice and asked, "So after the establishment of your studio, you can't sign me?"

"Yes." Chang Yu's response was quite cruel, even when Ji Yaoguang showed his poor eyes. Of course, Ji Yaoguang also knows Chang Yu's meticulous attitude at work. He curled his lips and did not blame, but was obsessed with her seriousness. With some reluctance, both hands were taken from Chang Yu's waist, and she watched as her arms were empty. Only an indescribable emptiness remained. She pursed her lips and felt regretful. "I'll go back and take a bath." She said to Chang Yu.

The implication is to remember not to lock the door.

On the last night in this hotel, Ji Yaoguang wanted to stay in Changyu, and she was interrupted by Lu Yusheng before she finished speaking. Even if Chang Yu had forgotten the topic before, she still remembered it clearly. Chang Yu didn't respond, Ji Yaoguang saw a tacit approval in her eyes, and his heart jumped for joy.

When she slipped back into Chang Yu's house in her dressing gown, Chang Yu had already dried her hair and sat on the bed. The script of the past was replaced by a small mobile phone at this time, sometimes open and frowning, but I don't know what aroused her emotions. The brilliant smile hung on Ji Yaoguang's face and never disappeared. When she got into the bed, she glanced curiously at Changyu's mobile phone. Before she could read the words clearly, she was lightly flicked on her forehead.

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

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

Ji Yaoguang said: "How does it feel like looking at photos? Isn't the work schedule 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, then he didn't need to keep asking. During the banquet, she made a big bend and saw that the important part was about to be discussed, but Lu Yusheng suddenly appeared. Now I have the opportunity to be alone with Chang Yu, but I don't know how to speak. After hesitating for a long time, he fell into silence after saying the word "I".

The expression became more and more tangled, accompanied by a kind of anxiety and anxiety. I thought of Ji Yaoguang’s drunk appearance again, poor and helpless, like an abandoned child, embarrassed, Chang Yu's heart trembled fiercely, her eyes instantly became gloomy, concentrating on Ji Yaoguang’s Face, asked in a soft tone: "Do you want to tell me something?"

"I, I--" The tongue was knotted, and under Chang Yu's eyes, Ji Yaoguang, who was good at speaking, disappeared. She is actually very afraid of being rejected, but if she doesn't ask, the thorn will always stick in her heart. Feeling the sudden increase in weight on her waist, Ji Yaoguang leaned against Changyu's arms, raised her head slightly and stared at the rosy lips, her complexion suddenly turned red.

Could it be--

A speculation emerged in Chang Yu's mind, and the blush spread from the roots of her ears. Ji Yaoguang shrank in her arms, and the loose pajamas opened a hole because of the twisting of her body, from which she could clearly see the gully. The delicate skin is like a jade under the light. The upwelling desire-thought suddenly burned the throat like a fire. She is not a person who values ​​desires, but this does not mean that she will not be attracted to the person in her arms. It seemed that it had been a long time since I had touched the beautiful body wrapped in this shirt, and even the low chants of the emotional moment were left in the depths of memory.

At this time, Ji Yao's complexion was crimson, her eyes blurred, she was shy and timid.

It's like a switch, re-releasing the long suppressed desire in the body.

"you think--"