Artists who are not valued by the company, no one cares about what happens to you, why don't you understand it until now?

Gu Zhiyao's gaze was fixed on the sentence "baby" for a long time, and he couldn't talk about Xingshi's questioning, but his eyebrows were so wrinkled that he could drive a go-kart: "Except for you, I can't say such things to anyone, you send it like this, it makes me feel like I'm cheating." ”

Jiang Xingyue: "Huh?"

Now she is the one who is fraudulently using the "Gu Zhiyao" account, and it has nothing to do with him!

Angrily taking the phone back, clicking on the dialog box with Ke Qiao, typing - [undo] baby, [change] honey.

The inscription is still a cute little crescent.

Gu Zhiyao was about to be laughed at, in front of her, click on her Weibo, follow, and add to the new group-darling.

I love.

A pair of deep eyes met her lips: "Go back and add me too, I want to darling, this group." ”

Jiang Xingyue looked at his mouth shape that gradually slowed down, and her heartbeat slowed down with it.

She has acted in idol dramas for so many years, all of them have been acted in vain, and even Ke Qiao should give up her pen and write it for him.

Jiang Xingyue smiled and retreated to the door step by step: "Someone knocked on the door, I'll go see if the breakfast you called has arrived." ”

That face is almost like a male star of the last century, making people powerless.

Jiang Xingyue is most afraid of meeting affectionate, especially this kind of affectionate affection from unknown sources, the fake affection of the male N is still understandable, after all, it is cheesy and vulgar, but Gu Zhiyao can't do it, Jiang Xingyue is afraid that if he accidentally agrees, he will tarnish his feelings.

Because the friendship was too deep, too thick, too strong, and too pure, Jiang Xingyue couldn't help but be a little suspicious, did they fall in love with each other in a dream, how can they be heart-pounding and behave like a golden wedding?

He was too familiar and forgiving of her.

Gu Zhiyao stood in place for a while, letting the faint fragrance left by the woman envelop him.

It was the one he had left in the room before, the scent of the shampoo, a brand of love they shared together.

They've ever done the most intimate thing with this brand of shampoo flavor.

Gu Zhiyao lowered his eyelids in astonishment, how long has it been since such a familiar scene has passed?

After a little washing, I also went to the dining room.

Jiang Xingyue sat at the end of the three-meter-long cherry wood dining table, sitting obediently, with more than a dozen meals in front of her, and none of them moved.

Gu Zhiyao sat down and asked, "Is it unappetizing?" Do you want me to let them change it?"

Jiang Xingyue shook her head, this man seemed to have insight into her, and even the proportion of the cake she liked to eat was clear: "No." ”

"That?" Gu Zhiyao raised his eyebrows.

Jiang Xingyue didn't think enough to maintain bilateral relations: "You paid the bill." ”

Her eyes were still curved movingly, and the person sitting across from her had already turned cold.

When Jiang Xingyue noticed it, her flattering smile was still on her lips.

Gu Zhiyao couldn't bear to really look at her pitiful, picked up the pumpkin sauce on the side and spread it on the waffle for her.

Jiang Xingyue racked her brains in the cold and dead atmosphere before she came up with a sentence: "That, the waiter said that eating breakfast for two people is the right start to a good day." ”

"Hmm. Gu Zhiyao didn't know when the corners of his lips curved.

Jiang Xingyue looked at him in surprise: "What were you angry about just now?"

"I didn't. Jiang Xingyue gained a calm look that looked directly at her, under this look, she was powerless.

"If I say something wrong, if I do something wrong, you, well, don't care. Such words full of love & peace did not play a role, Gu Zhiyao's frankness was shocking, "It's me who is too stingy." ”

"Huh?"

"I have to accept the fact that you haven't treated me as a husband yet. ”

Jiang Xingyue: "Huh?" What is the direction of this?

Gu Zhiyao finally concluded his statement: "You should be too polite to me. Before Jiang Xingyue could react, Gu Zhiyao suddenly became serious, "But I'm really a little sad." ”

Wait, isn't it basic social etiquette for the host to take money for a treat and wait for him to be with him?

Jiang Xingyue is thundering, yes, Ke Qiao's pen should be given to him to write, and the small theater is too rich.

Jiang Xingyue just wants to return to S City as soon as possible, submit a resume audition, and usher in the second spring of her career.

When I was immersed in eating, a black card suddenly appeared in front of me, and the owner of the black card said, "Take the flowers, I'll give it to you when I'm done." ”

Jiang Xingyue clinged to the back of the chair like an electric shock, and her hands made a "×" shape, and clearly refused: "I don't accept the package." ”

"How could I do this to you. Gu Zhiyao raised his eyebrows, with an expression of what you were thinking.

Jiang Xingyue felt that the situation was very grim for a moment.

Gu Zhiyao said: "This is our joint property after marriage, and you can dispose of it at will." ”

Jiang Xingyue retorted in a low voice and exactly: "But we are not married. ”

Gu Zhiyao thought about it quite seriously, nodded and said, "You're right, I'll start doing this as soon as possible, please prepare physically and mentally from now on, and I'll coordinate your itinerary with your agent to prepare for our wedding." ”

Jiang Xingyue: "......" What kind of magical sand sculpture drama is this, don't think that he is a screenwriter, you can write it scribble.

She wanted to cry without tears.

It was supposed to have a good meal, but she was forced to send her husband on the way, what could she do?

At this time, there was a "bang", and Gu Zhiyao's mobile phone rang.

The screen showed a young assistant who was driving yesterday, and he said, "Boss, are you awake, can I come up?"

God is pitiful, Sun Tezhu has been hanging on the first floor of the hotel for an hour, last night he fought until dawn in the cheerful atmosphere of New Year's Eve, and finally made the boss's "personal introduction about your future husband" the best of the year, and only dared to send WeChat when the guest room went up to deliver food.

Gu Zhiyao replied: "Come up." ”

So Sun Tezhu went up with an earnest psychology of asking for praise, praise, promotion, and salary increase.

Jiang Xingyue watched Gu Zhiyao pick up and put down the phone, and she didn't know if she had replied to the private message she sent, the longing eyes were like Sun Tezhu looking at the numbers changing on the elevator floor, and he was one step closer to compliment.

Gu Zhiyao pretended not to see her eyes, and said lazily: "I don't seem to have set up to accept Weibo pop-up pushes." ”

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Xingyue consciously picked up the phone: "I'll help you set it up." ”

Climbed on Weibo, clicked on the message page, and there was no reply.

In an instant, the emotion of loss hung on her face, which was bright and stinging, stabbing people's eyes, obviously that face should only smile, always smile, and now it is full of gloom: "Jiang Xingyue, I said, you rely on me when you have no one to rely on, and you still rely on me when you have someone to rely on, I will bring you the ultimate happiness." ”

The two young men looked at each other, Gu Zhiyao's eyes were fiery, and Jiang Xingyue was directly stunned.

Suddenly, there was a "ding" sound, and Sun Tezhu swiped the door of the room open with a spare room card.