Chapter 2: Please respect yourself
She raised her hand and tapped twice.
For a long time, there was no response from the house.
Ji Anxin knocked again, but it was still quiet.
She pursed her lips, unscrewed the lock, and pushed the door in.
No surprise, the man sat on the couch.
Ji Anxin closed the door, locked it again, and then slowly paced over, and sat down on the sofa at the man's feet very unceremoniously.
Wei Yuanxi had just drunk a lot of wine at the dinner, and now he was lazily sinking into the sofa, his pure black shirt was unbuttoned three times, revealing the skin a little below his collarbone, and his abstinence seemed to hook people.
The man leaned back, his eyes closed, his palms on his forehead, as if he had a headache from drunkenness.
However, there seems to be more than one headache.
He lifted his eyes slightly, and looked at the woman across from him with her chin in her hand on her hand.
"I didn't know, Ji Daxing still has this kind of uninvited habit?" The man opened his lips slightly, and looked at her with mocking eyes.
Ji Anxin blinked his eyes and snorted.
"......" Wei Yuanxi was blocked by her cheekiness of generous admission.
The woman's slender fingers tapped on her cheek before she opened her mouth: "I heard that Mr. Wei's family has been in trouble recently?"
Wei Yuanxi's eyes twisted slightly, looked at her, and said in a cold voice: "Miss Ji, am I familiar with you?"
In short, my Wei Yuanxi's own business, when will it be your turn to Ji Anxin to put the beak.
Ji Anxin was stunned and smiled.
"Why is Mr. Wei so angry. She smiled lightly and said, "I'm not here to joke about you. ”
"I......" She raised her buttocks and moved to Wei Yuanxi's side, her waist almost close to the man's knees, and then slowly opened her lips: "Do you believe it? I have a way to help you." ”
Wei Yuanxi watched the woman's white and tender hand fall on his knee, holding it slightly, and his fingers were not moving on it honestly. He stared, his face not looking good.
"Miss Ji, please respect yourself. The man's voice was cold, almost impersonal.
Ji Anxin let out an "oops", withdrew his hand as if in a panic, squinted and smiled: "Why did I forget, Mr. Wei is already a master person." ”
Wei Yuanxi snorted lightly and said, "Miss Ji is like this to every man?"
The words fell, and before Ji Anxin could answer, he spoke again: "I have some private friendship with Mr. Ni, he ...... Know what you look like?"
In and out of the words, Wei Yuanxi didn't think much of Ji Anxin's style.
The "Mr. Ni" in the man's mouth refers to Ni Shengan, that is, the big boss of Zhongsheng Film and Television, Ji Anxin's company.
Ji Anxin bit his lip, tilted his head slightly, looked at Wei Yuanxi and asked innocently, "What is it?"
"......" Wei Yuanxi was silent.
Tonight, he has been blocked twice by this cheeky woman.
Ji Anxin hugged his hands, and the design of the bandeau was already eye-catching, and when he squeezed it at this time, a more magnificent scenery was revealed.
She hugged her chest like this unconsciously, and it seemed that she did it on purpose, she looked at Wei Yuanxi generously, and said lightly: "I haven't done anything yet, Mr. Wei is a little fussed." ”
Wei Yuanxi raised his eyes and stared at the woman's face.
"If Miss Ji says something else, I can ask you to go out. Wei Yuanxi snorted coldly and said not very politely, "Outside this hotel, there are a lot of paparazzi squatting, I believe they will be happy to see the picture of you Ji Daxing being kicked out of the room and leaving in despair." ”
That's a threat.
Ji Anxin pursed his lips and secretly said that this man really doesn't know how to be interested.
The smile on his face froze, and Ji Anxin became serious.
"So, let's get down to business?"