"It might be a little crazy, but I really want to continue. James pressed most of his body weight on Song Weiwei, which caused an unstable center of gravity, and Song Weiwei fell backwards and fell into the bed.

Song was slightly sober, and put his hands on James's shoulders and sighed, "Stop, James." ”

“…… Let me hug you again. He smiled bitterly, pushed Song Weiwei's hand away, as if worshipping a rare treasure, and pecked and kissed her neck.

"How long has it been since we've been so close?" James' warm snort sprayed on Song Weiwei's face, and they were so close that they could even count the faint freckles on the man's cheeks.

More than half of British men don't pay attention to gentlemanly morality anymore, and if this matter is related to a bed affair related to women, basically the character of a "gentleman" will collapse.

Weiwei didn't want to complicate the relationship more, she did want to indulge herself in lust for a while, but it didn't turn out to be what she wanted, and afterwards she would crave James even more, and would add a layer of shackles to their relationship.

"No, ......" Song felt a little stuffy in his chest slightly, and once again pushed the man who was already in a state of confusion.

The silence that followed occurred when the two of them sat on the bed at the same time, and James was interrupted just as he had a strong feeling of wanting her, and he couldn't tell how uncomfortable it was.

But Wei was refusing, he couldn't continue to strip her naked like a beast, so that he was no different from a sinner.

"I wish everything was back to square one. Song Weiwei saw that James was moved, his expression was very calm, there was no sadness or joy on his face, only the beads of sweat on his sideburns showed that he was very uncomfortable at the moment.

Your lover is begging you to look at her.

No matter how much the voice in his heart roared to make him turn his head to look at this little girl, but James couldn't do it, he didn't dare to look at her at all, for fear of giving everything up.

That's right, he shouldn't have come to Weiwei today.

James quickly got out of bed and put on the sweater that he had taken off, and prepared to leave without saying a word, his actions looked like a scumbag in some idol dramas.

Song jumped off the bed slightly, she was so hard that she almost fell to her knees, James wanted to go over and help her, but her hand was halfway stretched out and retracted.

"Shall we make peace?" Song Weiwei blocked James' way.

"Isn't it bad like before?" Song Weiwei became unfavorable when she spoke, she forgot how to describe it, and even jumped out of Chinese excitedly: "I can't change anything about myself, but run in, there will always be a way." ”

"I didn't think about it during the run-in period. James frowned: "If you can, just keep the physical relationship." ”

"Bullshit's flesh relationship, who the fuck wants to deal with you like this!" Like a nuclear bomb exploding on an island with precision, Song let go of his body and pointed to the gate and shouted, "Get out of here, James Winston!"

"We're completely finished. ”

On Christmas Eve, the crew finished work early, and the director chartered the entire small second floor of the hotel, and arranged for someone to come over to decorate and arrange in the afternoon. In the evening, they were going to have a party here to spend Christmas Eve together.

On this festival, when there is no one on the street at eight o'clock, they go home to watch the party with their families on TV, and suddenly there is a loud explosion in the sky, followed by scattered fireworks that decorate the entire night sky.

This is not a New Year for Song Weiwei, but it is also fast. The New Year's Eve in China will be more lively, and the most desired thing for Wanjia Lights is the return of the wanderer, and why doesn't Song Weiwei miss home?

She said hello to Kim and went back to the wedding before Valentine's Day, and would be back a week if nothing else.

Of course, her small role is no longer so important, and the fake is given.

It's hard to say whether Song Weiwei will be fired after this play, she doesn't ask for much, as long as she saves food for herself, she can write the articles she wants to write.

She slipped a slice of pizza and took her cocktail to the rooftop, where the sky was so low that she felt like she could reach out and touch the ravaged stars.

"Looking at the stars?"

After Song turned around slightly, Michael still maintained the posture of putting one hand in his trouser pocket and holding a champagne glass in the other, he took a sip of wine and shook the golden liquor, and said, "Well, it's a little different from what I drank in the past." ”

"What does it smell like?"

"Very strong raspberry pulp aroma and a little spicy. Michael smacked his tongue, "Why did you get here?"

"Celebrate the holidays. Song raised the cup slightly, raised his head and drank it all.

"No, no, wine is not drunk like you," Michael took the wine glass in her hand and looked at Song Weiwei suspiciously: "Drink so violently, be careful that you will get drunk." ”

Today, it looks like she has a light makeup, and her hair is always loose on weekdays, and now she is tied high behind her head into a ball. She looked much more feminine than she had first seen, both in her words and deeds and in her appearance.

Michael is undeniable, he is easily swayed by Song Weiwei's emotions, just a touch of light makeup can touch his heart. Just like Poseidon's Siren, a monster who knows that it is a monster that wants human life, you will also be attracted by her singing voice and voluntarily take out your whole heart to worship.

"You're too quiet," Michael pinned the broken hair from Song Weiwei's ear behind his ear, "what's going on?"

Song thought about it slightly, and then opened the can of beer next to him and clinked glasses with Michael: "I don't know most people very well, going downstairs to play with them will bring the atmosphere away." ”

On the contrary, everyone else tried their best to pull Michael involved, but he was annoyed and always wanted to find a quiet place to hide, James didn't know where to run in order to avoid Xia Chen, and Maria was dancing with Jones closely, it seems that only by choosing the rooftop can he avoid the claws of this group of people.

So, Michael met the person he loved.

"Don't have any bad ideas, it's uncomfortable for you to look at me like this. Song Weiwei said.

But this is not a fairy tale, and Michael shrugs his shoulders, often more realistic than imagined.

"I'm also on my own, so it's better to let me accompany you. Michael offered to propose, and although it was not opposed, it was enough to be fearful.

"You seem homesick. Michael saw through her thoughts.

"No kidding, I don't care......"

"I can see that you can't fool me. Michael bent down, put his arms on the railing, looked at the sky, and recounted the memories buried in his heart————

"I've had parents who I'm very proud of, and I can't remember their work, but our family is always glamorous. "When I was very young, one day they went out to work and they didn't come home after that," he said...... A few days later, the police came and took me to the community home, and yes, they died. ”

"It was a car accident. ”

Michael was like a bystander telling someone else's story, his face was not moved at all, he said all this, took another sip of wine, and finally got up and leaned against the railing, and smiled at Song with a gentle face: "I miss them very much, slightly." ”