Chapter 37
Chapter 37: Losing money
The breathing was staggered, and the parts of the two people's bodies that touched each other were suddenly ignited.
Wen Jiang's upper velvet sweater was lifted up when the two embraced, revealing her slender waist.
The outer layer of her skin was a little cool, and the contrast with the heat in her body was strong.
Wen Jiang chuckled: "Did you read too many novels, or did you read too many TV series?" I thought I was a stupid white sweet heroine, and I was given such a serious line that was obviously nonsense, how should I act next? Should I throw myself into my arms in fear, or should I really give you a chance to save your beauty, or should I punch you twice with a sy face? β
She smiled even more: "The acting skills are not good, no matter which one you have, it is difficult, I'm afraid you will panic." β
Lu Shihan didn't let go of her, he raised his arm slightly, and hugged Wen Jiang who was placed in front of him. His eyes were as bright as the moonlight hanging in the middle of the sky, bright and clear.
He didn't have any shame to be exposed, and he was still frank: "I know a lot." I don't need you to throw yourself into my arms, I'll hug you. β
Wen Jiang's eyes raised: "Change your career to become a screenwriter." Record this verbal effort on paper, don't be bitter and hateful, whip to explore human nature, try to write romance films. β
Lu Shihan hugged her and sat back on the sofa: "What do you say?" β
Wen Jiang didn't hide it, and he wasn't ashamed to admit it: "There are no convincing arguments, it's just that my heart is beating very fast at this moment, you made it." β
Lu Shihan sighed, put Wen Jiang on the sofa, and when she put her down, her body did not stand upright, but still folded and pressed down on Wen Jiang: "Enough." β
He repeated: "This argument is convincing enough. β
Smelling Jiang Bai, he glanced at him and asked, "The night is long, do you want to drink?" β
Lu Shihan sat down beside her and replied indirectly: "Girl, the water you boiled is about to boil." β
Wen Jiang sighed: "After I finished last night and asked you for wine, you fed me water, I forgot how I was angry, and I didn't count the account." The territory is mine. β
She moved her upper body, and said to Lu Shihan: "What kind of material is your arm made of?" Don't put it on my shoulder, it's like a rock. β
When Lu Shihan heard this, he immediately withdrew the arm that was subconsciously on her shoulder when he sat down.
She knew that she was talking more than just his arms, that his people were stones in her eyes.
Hard, but also stubborn.
Lu Shihan took his arm back, Wen Jiang glanced at him again and said, "Take me on my waist, the position is low, you don't have to work hard, you can take a long time here." β
This closest arm to her, in the bathtub entangled in the rainy night, he was under her, and it was estimated that he was not lightly pressed by her.
It's not to be kind to this arm, Wen Jiang told sΓΉ himself - I just have a good memory.
She said without waves and was extremely calm, Lu Shihan looked at her serious side face, and asked seriously: "Is it an invitation?" β
Wen Jiang blinked: "It's JianyΓ¬." β
Lu Shihan's palm clasped her waist cooperatively: "Here? β
His hand slowly rubbed along the back of her waist, eventually stopping at her waist.
Wen Jiang didn't look at him, his gaze stayed in front of him: "Have you touched enough?" β
Lu Shihan corrected her: "It's a ride." β
Wen Jiang: "I'm afraid I'll rely on you to make you responsible?" β
Lu Shihan: "What am I afraid of?" There is money to post. β
Wen Jiang smacked at him: "Oh, it turns out that you are the kind of man who only uses money to solve problems, quite vulgar." β
Lu Shihan replied to her: "So are you the kind of character in the movie who regards rich men as dung, the kind of woman who is noble, emotionally first, and not afraid of starvation?" Men who can't even use the most basic survival skills to make money don't even have the opportunity to listen to women scolding him. β
Wen Jiang's face was full of disdain: "You are still deeply happy about this?" β
Lu Shihan hummed: "More than that." In fact, I'm quite proud of it. I'm a very vulgar man and love money. β
**
Waiting for the sound of the sound of the boiling water, Lu Shihan first smelled the ginger and stepped into the kitchen.
Wen Jiang just used this time slot to call room service and order wine.
The doorbell rang quickly, and almost at the same time as Lu Shi was soaking the water cup, Wen Jiang opened a crack in the door and took the things sent by the waiter.
When Lu Shihan came out of the kitchen with a clean and wiped glass, Wen Jiang raised the uncorked wine bottle and shook it at him: "The time has come to reflect the value of the cup." β
Lu Shihan leaned on the partition on the other side of the kitchen, condescendingly looked at Wen Jiang who was sitting cross-legged not far away, his eyes shimmered, and asked her, "Is the wine good?" β
Wen Jiang: "Look who you drink." And the kind of person who has nothing but handsomeness on his face, generally not drunk, honest, in front of that kind of man I care about my face very much. β
Lu Shihan laughed quickly, slowly approached her, and placed the glass in Wen Jiang's hand.
He snatched the wine bottle from Wen Jiang's hand and poured red wine: "A quarter of this glass is yours." Wake up tomorrow morning and you won't have a headache. β
Wen Jiang acquiesced to his unilateral decision, and then continued to explain her words: "Drinking with a handsome man, I will try to get him drunk, there are only so many wines, so I won't get drunk." β
Lu Shihan turned his head sharply and shot his gaze at her, as if he was smiling, his long eyes narrowed slightly, overflowing with the light of inquiry: "After getting drunk, what is next?" β
Wen Jiang raised his eyebrows and replied casually: "It depends on the mood." β
Lu Shihan: "S/M? β
Wen Jiang smiled: "The man has been in the pile for a long time, so there are no taboos?" Imagination is abundant. β
She picked up the glass and motioned for Lu Shihan to clink glasses.
The crisp sound of glass collision sounded, and Lu Shihan spoke: "You have acted." I took your medicine and you drink it slowly. β
Wen Jiang said lightly: "I found out, disappointing is your specialty." Have you seen my evolving murderer movie, "Skyfire"? That film was harmonized/harmonized, and it was not released in the mainland, so I watched it all like this, and I bothered to find it, alas, it's my fan? β
Lu Shihan denied: "Do I want to sign?" Men also have curiosity. β
Wen Jiang sneered: "That's not called curiosity, that's called desire/hope." β
"If the person watching is counted like this, what is the person who is acting?" Lu Shihan hugged his arms.
Wen Jiang said: "The actors listen to the script, their thoughts are pure, fresh, without distractions, and they are very decent, and they don't think about anything." It's a nice guy, a very nice guy. β
She then set the glass down and didn't take a sip.
Lu Shihan laughed at her.
As if to make amends and fill the quiet night at the moment, Lu Shihan asked her again: "Do you want to watch a movie at this time?" β
Wen Jiang deliberately raised the tail note: "Action movie? β
Lu Shihan denied it, and pulled her laptop spread not far away: "No." It's a man who has been running for a year and a half to shoot the sky and earth, and it hasn't been online yet. β
Wen Jiang asked: "That man said that in addition to the main creator and the reviewer of the broadcast platform who holds the copyright, how many viewers am I?" β
Lu Shihan replied: "Among women, the first." β
It is the documentary about the haze phenomenon, "Gray Country", which will be released on the website Truth for a little more than an hour, and then involves the black production and waste phenomenon of some unannounced enterprises.
Wen Jiang watched the fifty-second long opening and already understood what this thing was talking about.
She asked him, "How many of you have scared away this kind of film for women?" β
Lu Shihan pondered slightly, and told her: "Too many, too many to count." Running a calendar card to tear a one, you can't pass a quarter in a year, it's not enough to tear it up. β
Wen Jiang knew that he was joking and talking nonsense again, so he didn't dwell on this topic, and only said: "Teach you an experience, watch movies with women, or love movies, what you play in the play, you can do it outside the play." Women, look at the feeling. β
Lu Shihan nodded, and then asked Wen Jiang: "Are you an ordinary woman?" β
Wen Jiang remembered this, and she once said to him: "I have a good memory, remember to block me with my words." β
She quickly changed the subject: "Can these realistic films return to their original cost if they are sold?" β
Lu Shihan said: "Lose money." β
Wen Jiang recalled the smiling and calm expression when he said these three words, and he couldn't distinguish the truth from the fake, so he just repeated: "Oh, it's a loss of money." β
She continued to finish speaking: "If you lose, you will lose, I have a lot of money, so I will lend you." β
**
All night, the two sat together for most of the night, without tossing, and they were safe.
Wen Jiang enjoyed the peace of mind for several hours and rested seriously.
When she fell asleep in the middle of the night, she couldn't remember. When she woke up in the morning, Lu Shihan didn't know when she had left, and her people also left the sofa and went back to bed.
Not far away, on the corner cabinet is a medium-sized three-tiered lunch box with a sticky note on it, and the message on it is simple: breakfast.
Wen Jiang finished grooming briefly, and before he started to eat, he heard the doorbell ring.
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It's Chen Xitang.