Zhu Yanyan looked at Ou Suyang, who was sleeping on the bed, her heart was beating hard, and her whole body seemed to be on fire. When I went to the bathroom to take a shower, my chest was still heaving and my body was hot.

After setting up the camera to take pictures automatically, Zhu Yanyan climbed into bed, lay down next to Ou Suyang, thought about it and got up again, leaned over against his chest, and smiled sweetly at the camera.

Fingers slid across Ou Suyang's chest, she hoped that the person lying in front of her could sense her existence, but she was also afraid that if she woke up her beloved, he would reject her with a cold gaze thousands of miles away.

Zhu Yanyan's hand wandered restlessly over Ou Suyang's body, wanting to caress his every ...... The fingertips fell on the burning spot, and suddenly a snort was heard.

"You, your hands ......"

Screenwriter Zhu Hui stared at Zhu Yanyan's fingers that slid to his crotch in embarrassment.

Zhu Yanyan came back to her senses, quickly withdrew her hand, and glared at Zhu Hui.

Zhu Hui is 26 years old, majored in screenwriting at university, and works at a cultural center in a small fourth-tier city. He was unwilling to be mediocre all his life, quit his job, and found Zhu Yanyan's father to recognize his uncle from the same sect. He also worshipped him as a teacher and studied screenwriting skills.

This time, Zhu Yanyan's father intended to promote him and give him his own adaptation, of course he cherished this opportunity very much. is even more close to Zhu Yanyan, and follows the biography to the twenty-four hour life.

Zhu Yanyan has no good impression of this relative who can't beat the eight poles.

Although Zhu Hui has good facial features, red teeth, and white teeth, Zhu Yanyan just feels that Zhu Hui's petty family spirit in her bones makes her unbearable.

is such a man that she despises, she actually put her hand on the sensitive parts of others, which makes Zhu Yanyan extremely annoyed.

Of course, Zhu Hui didn't know that Zhu Yanyan was in her heart, and thought that she was releasing a signal of love to him.

In fact, he has long been in love with Zhu Yanyan, and the first time he saw her, he was like seeing the goddess in his dreams.

But he didn't dare, Zhu Yanyan was a goddess high in front of him, so he didn't dare to think about it at all.

But now, above the sky, there are only the two of them seated side by side, and Zhu Yanyan actually put down the reserve of the goddess and showed her love to him. How could he not respond!

Zhu Hui regretted his stupidity just now so that his intestines were blue, he shouldn't have made a voice to let Zhu Yanyan remove his hand, he should enjoy the caress she gave him, the love she transmitted......

Zhu Hui turned his head to look at Zhu Yanyan, who had already put on an eye mask and leaned on the back of the chair with a blanket as if she was asleep.

He felt that Zhu Yanyan must be embarrassed and shy because of his incomprehensible amorous feelings, so he wore an eye patch for fear that he would see her embarrassment.

The goddesses have taken the initiative, what are you waiting for!

Zhu Hui raised his hand without hesitation and held Zhu Yanyan's hand resting on his chest.

"Yeon-yeon, I'm ......"

He wanted to say something.

Zhu Yanyan was reminiscing about the scenes with Ou Suyang in Sihai, when suddenly there was pressure on the sensitive part of her chest, a soft little hand was held, and she was so shocked that she took off her blindfold.

Facing Zhu Hui's flickering gaze, Zhu Yanyan waved his hand and slapped him.

This slap was particularly loud, waking up the passengers around who were resting in a daze, and someone stood up and looked at Zhu Yanyan and Zhu Hui.

Zhu Hui covered his face, unable to react to what had happened.

He responded to Zhu Yanyan's show of love so warmly, how could he get a slap in the face?

Looking at Zhu Yanyan's annoyed and somewhat deformed face, Zhu Hui gradually understood.

It's him who will be wrong, Zhu Yanyan is still the goddess he can't climb, a rising female star.

"It's a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding......"

Zhu Hui got up and turned around to explain to others, and when he saw that everyone was sitting down, he sat down again and buckled his seat belt.

He remembered that night Zhu Yanyan asked him to invite Ou Suyang to drink, and seeing Ou Suyang's eyes blurry and gradually softening, he carried him to Zhu Yanyan's room......

When he opened the door and left, he turned around and glanced at Ou Suyang who was lying on the bed, at that moment, he really wished that the person on the bed was him.

Although he didn't know what Zhu Yanyan was going to do to Ou Suyang, the fact that a lonely man and a widow shared a bedroom was in itself a beautiful story that led to reverie.

It's too extravagant!

Zhu Hui smiled sadly, and quickly erased the amazing scene of Zhu Yanyan caressing him just now from his mind.

He is now just a nameless screenwriter, and he has to rely on Zhu Yanyan's father to get a bite to eat. What qualifications does he have to dream of good things with the goddess!

"I'm sorry, I slept in a daze. I didn't mean to touch your ......"

Zhu Yanyan looked at him in disgust and didn't squeak, pulled up the blanket and tucked it under her neck, put on the blindfold again, hid her hands in the blanket, and didn't say a word.

The good mood just now is gone.

Thinking that the opportunity to live with Ou Suyang was gone, she was very annoyed.

She can't do what Ou Suyang does, this kind of thing can only be successful if a man wants to.

All she could do was kiss him and try to taste his body smell, but before her kiss mark could reach his lower abdomen, he suddenly jumped up from the bed, looked at her in astonishment, quickly got dressed and left in a flash.

The speed was so fast that it seemed to be in the blink of an eye, so that Zhu Yanyan couldn't come back to her senses.

She had thought that the glass of wine would be enough for Ou Suyang to sleep in her bed until dawn......

It was late at night, and a light on the second floor of the Ou family was always on.

Sheng Lanlan was already asleep, Ou Suyang looked at the smile on the corner of her mouth, and her eyes unconsciously overflowed with guilt.

Reaching out to turn off the light, the room fell into darkness. He stood quietly for a moment before picking up the thick envelope and going out.

He wants to make a decision, and he wants to find out.

Zhu Yanyan's envelope to Sheng Lanlan was obviously a few points thicker than the stack of photos he saw on his father's desk.

Unpacking the envelope through the street lamp in the backyard, Ou Suyang saw the youthful and invincible face of seventeen or eighteen-year-old Zhu Yanyan.

Zhu Yanyan stood in front of the film academy, holding a pink card in her hand, looking at the camera and smiling innocently.

On the campus Lin **, Zhu Yanyan held the white tree trunk full of eyes in one hand, pasted the pink card on her chest with the other, tilted her head and smiled at the camera......

What did Zhu Yanyan do when she gave her photo from the film school to Sheng Lanlan?

Ou Suyang flipped through a few more photos, and the photos behind him were Zhu Yanyan lying half-naked beside him......

The picture was so beautiful, he had already been stimulated during the day, and when he saw it again in such a dim light, he still couldn't help but stand up his hairs.

He repressed those photos at the end, looked through Zhu Yanyan's photos at the film school again, and took them close to his eyes, only to find that his name was written on the pink cards in each photo.

"MY LOVE Ousuyang".

Ou Suyang's hands trembled a little, and he suddenly threw all the photos into the iron cylinder at his feet.

Lighting the fire, watching the fire rise, a smell of film accompanied by green smoke instantly rose in front of him, and slowly withered.

Just like his mood, guilt, self-blame, surprise, and surprise alternated......