If you want to take care of your skin, you don't even have a basic water lotion, and your face wash is solved with the men's facial cleanser that Gu Zhiyao left on the washstand.

After patting your face, wait for the puffiness to subside a little before you dare to go out.

When I went to the living room, it was quiet, only the coffee machine gurgled and the kitchen balcony was searched, but I still didn't see the person who claimed to be her husband. After Jiang Xingyue mustered up her courage, she dared to knock on his door: "Are you awake?"

In just one second, the door opened, Jiang Xingyue was dumbfounded, and the man opened a wistful arch bridge and asked, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Xingyue stood there dumbfounded.

What kind of talent is this, he is actually wearing a suit, and the bed is dented: "Didn't you sleep?"

Gu Zhiyao nodded: "I had a video conference last night. ”

"I didn't mean to disturb you. Jiang Xingyue saw it, and the blue color under his eyes appeared, and he didn't rest well when he saw it.

Gu Zhiyao smiled slightly, leaned against the door with the tolerance of looking at his own children, and said, "Are you hungry?" At the end of the meeting, I asked the guest room to bring breakfast up. ”

Jiang Xingyue hurriedly shook her head and said in a slushful voice: "I just want to borrow your mobile phone." ”

"Come in. Gu Zhiyao opened the door widely.

Jiang Xingyue went in hard, warning himself not to look at things he shouldn't see, but his aura was too cold, as long as he came in, he would be completely enveloped. How can there be such a number one person in the world, the prodigal son is mixed with affection, she won't meet a high-level PUA, right?

Gu Zhiyao nodded and pointed: "Oh, there." ”

Jiang Xingyue saw that it was the place where he slept just now, and now the collapsed duvet has not been completely restored, and he slept on the bed he once slept on yesterday, Jiang Xingyue is now eager to dig a crack in the ground and get into it.

After taking the phone, he respectfully presented it to the uncle: "I'm sorry, please enter the unlock password." ”

Gu Zhiyao looked down at the woman who was as blushing as a lobster, and smiled lowly, they had done more intimate things, and deliberately teased her: "You lose yourself." ”

Jiang Xingyue: "Okay, okay." Then she looked up at him with wide, inquisitive eyes.

Gu Zhiyao spit out slowly: "Have you even forgotten your birthday?"

Jiang Xingyue reacted for a while before she understood what he meant.

It's just the first time I saw him, and she became his unlock password, which was too fast.

Jiang Xingyue tugged at the corners of her mouth, hiding the discomfort perfectly under a smile: "Mr. Gu, your birthday is more important, it's better to set yours." ”

Gu Zhiyao didn't know what her real smile was and what her fake smile was, so he thought about it quite seriously and said, "That's it, set your fingerprints as well." ”

Jiang Xingyue wanted to cry without tears: "No, no need." ”

What qualifications does she have to fall in love when she is in the cold period of her career? The golden period of female artists is only a few years, and if she misses it, she will really be gone.

Scratch open the unlock page, click on the main page, enter "Xingcheng Beautiful Company", find the contact information, nervously wait for the phone to connect, and suddenly hear: "Hey, hello." Jiang Xingyue's heart finally dropped.

This is the way she thought about it, as an adult, you can't be unable to walk in this world because you lost your mobile phone, people who haven't seen you in the news for 30 years have reunited, not to mention that she and Sister A have only "parted ways" for a few days: "Hello, I am Jiang Xingyue, an artist under Sister A, I got lost in London, and now it's inconvenient, please tell her to contact me, it's this number." ”

After listening to this, he sneered: "Miss, I've been a front desk for half a year, I've seen people pretending to be fans, but I haven't seen anyone pretending to be an artist, I advise you to calm down, don't do something out of the ordinary for idols, besides, Jiang Xingyue is not very famous, right?"

What do you mean that she is not very famous! Is it okay that she also has entries on Baidu? There are also more than 100,000 followers on Weibo, is she so humble? Jiang Xingyue grabbed her mobile phone and muttered words to prove her identity, but she was already hung up by the operator.

Jiang Xingyue was stunned, looking at the phone with a black screen blankly, not being popular is the original sin, and anyone can not take you seriously.

Inexplicably, the circles under my eyes secretly turned red.

Jiang Xingyue sniffed and told herself to persevere.

Gu Zhiyao witnessed the sad journey of practitioners on the fringes of the entertainment industry, and was about to ask Sun Tezhu to replace the front desk of Xingcheng Meimei Company, when the woman spoke again, cautiously, with a distressing meaning: "Can I use your Weibo?"

"Absolutely. "What's there about him that isn't hers?

After Jiang Xingyue opened it, she was shocked for a moment, he was actually a big V, with one million fans, more than her. But wait: "Aren't you the person who planned the stargazing ceremony yesterday?"

Gu Zhiyao nodded noncommittally: "Didn't you come to participate because of my name?"

But Jiang Xingyue didn't dare to say it blatantly, she smelled a hint of danger, if she dared to say her true thoughts, she would definitely be taught a lesson, and she avoided the center of the controversy with a weak heart, saying: "There are quite a lot of advertisements, and several people in our crew said they wanted to watch it." ”

"Including you?" the man's eyebrows continued to furrow dangerously, he just wanted to know what she thought.

Jiang Xingyue sneered and said, "Come here." ”

I had already scolded Ke Qiao thousands of times in my heart, and I finally got a ticket to persuade her to go, because the tarot cards said that the stargazing ceremony was her destiny and she had to go.

If Ke Qiao knew that she was entangled in the behind-the-scenes planning of this stargazing ceremony, she might have given a thumbs up and said, "It's worthy of being my sister." ”

Then I ate melons and ate them happily.

But now she is the only one who can be counted on, search out her Weibo, and send her a private message: "Our Qiaoqiao baby, where is the hotel you booked for me, send me the address, I lost my mobile phone, the rivers and lakes are urgent, urgent! ”

The inscription is a round of crescent moon.

After waiting for a while, he didn't wait for a reply, Ke Qiao estimated that he was writing a manuscript in retreat and turned off the WiFi.

Jiang Xingyue had no choice but to touch the company's Weibo, and said in a formulaic tone: "Hello, I am Jiang Xingyue, an artist under Sister A, and now in London, I lost my mobile phone and urgently need to find her, ask her to call me back." ”

But the company has so many WeChat and so many fans who want to see idols, how can they look at her.

Jiang Xingyue looked at her phone silently, she sent a message to Sister A before, but Sister A set not to accept private messages from people who did not follow her, and she couldn't send them, which seemed to indicate some kind of ending.

She returned the phone to Gu Zhiyao, staring at her toes in a depressed mood, and tried not to show the mountain dew, pretending that nothing was wrong.