Chapter 62: A Month Is Too Long and I Can't Wait?
In the morning, at 5:20, the alarm went off.
She rubbed her eyes and buried her face in the quilt, she didn't sleep enough, and she still wanted to sleep.
But no, I can't stay in bed, I only filmed one scene yesterday, and the remaining three scenes are all pressed today.
Forced himself to get up, his eyes only squinted, his head was really heavy, he slept terribly, kneeling on the bed, his face lying on the bed, his ass stumbling to the sky, and he thought that he would sleep for a minute......
Still feeling the bed move, she squinted in the direction of the man, and it didn't matter, and she woke up in an instant.
Fu Jingchao didn't know how long it had been since he woke up, his long hands and feet stretched out and leaning on the head of the bed, a pair of dark eyes just looked at her quietly, and his calm voice carried the sleepiness of just waking up: "Awake?" β
She remembered last night, and was a little stunned, so she quickly sat up, lowered her head and got out of bed, and responded indiscriminately: "Hmm." β
"I asked the kitchen to boil porridge in advance, and then I left after eating."
She walked to the door of the bathroom and heard the man talking, she bit her lower lip tightly: "Don't bother, I asked the assistant to buy breakfast." β
"What you buy outside is as good as what you can do in the kitchen at home." Fu Jingchao glanced at her and got up nonchalantly, the untied silk nightgown almost slid off him.
She turned her face away, and out of the corner of her eye, she saw that he simply took off his nightgown, the summer morning came very early, and it was already bright outside at half past five, and the sun shone through the curtains, shining on the lines of the man's ancient Greek statues, but there seemed to be traces of imperfection on this perfect figure.
It seems that there are a lot of criss-crossing scars.
By the time she wanted to take a closer look, the others had already walked into the cloakroom next door.
After Qiao Du finished washing, he took the clothes from his suitcase and went into the bathroom to change, and when he came out, Fu Jingchao also came out of the cloakroom, ironing a neat white shirt with black trousers, and a natural clothes rack.
He walked over and put his arm around her shoulder, and the two of them went downstairs together.
Qiao Du knew that she had to eat this breakfast, sat at the table, looked at the time, it was five thirty-five, it seemed that it was inevitable to be late today.
On the breakfast table, there are delicate side dishes and various breakfast dishes that have just come out of the pot, as well as a bowl of mushroom and chicken porridge in front of one person.
Fu Jingchao raised one hand slightly, and the other hand was buttoning the cuffs, as if he could see her thoughts, "Hurry up and eat, my car will send you by the way." β
"It's only six o'clock, and you're working so early?" Qiao Du was a little surprised.
"Well, there's a lot going on in the company." He responded casually, with a spoon in his hand, scooped a mouthful of porridge and put it in his mouth to chew.
Qiao Duan lowered her head and picked up the spoon, and found that the porridge had been served out and cooled in advance, and now the temperature was just right, so there was no need to wait for it to cool and eat it at the same time, delaying time.
"Rui'er will be back in two days."
Without warning, the man's faint voice came.
Qiao Du suddenly coughed, Fu Jingchao frowned, reached out and took a tissue for her: "Drink slowly." Seeing that she was coughing, she turned her head sideways and ordered Xiao Tao next to her: "Pour a glass of water." β
After drinking the water, Qiao Du gradually stopped coughing.
Fu Jingchao held a spoon in his hand and looked at her with a complicated expression: "Don't you want Rui'er to come back?" β
"It's not." She hurriedly denied it, lowered her head and pinched the spoon, scooped a large mouthful of porridge into her mouth, and said vaguely: "I am...... I was in a hurry to go to the crew, and I drank porridge too quickly. β
He laughed lowly, calmly pulled out a piece of tissue paper, wiped the porridge stains from the corners of her mouth, and said in a low magnetic voice: "I don't want Rui'er to come back and say it directly, I'll let him live in Beijing for a while longer." β
She didn't dodge the man's hand, but narrowed her eyes and said, "This is his home, he can come back whenever he wants." β
He threw the tissue paper in his hand, his eyes locked on her face: "Okay, let's eat it." β
The two did not speak again.
After breakfast, Qiao Duan got into Fu Jingchao's car.
The driver drove the car towards the film and television city, and when he was about to arrive, Qiao Du looked out the window, paused, and said, "Put me at that intersection." β
Seeing that Fu Jingchao didn't speak, the driver stopped the car.
Qiao Du glanced at Fu Jingchao more when he got out of the car, "Bye-bye." β
Fu Jingchao raised the corners of his mouth, waited for the car door to close, and watched her enter the gate of the film and television city, and then lightly ordered the driver: "Let's go." β
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Dongcheng Group.
Fu Jingchao arrived downstairs, scared the eyes of the security manager on duty were about to protrude, he has been in the group for five years, although it is not when Mr. Fu first started his business, but he has also witnessed the growth of the entire group, how could he have seen Mr. Fu come to work so early, but now it is just after six o'clock.
Could it be that something big is wrong?
I went to work at nine o'clock every day, and today it was less than eight o'clock, and all the senior executives of the entire Dongcheng Group plus most of the employees went to the building to return to their respective posts.
Luo Quan is Fu Jingchao's assistant, so naturally all the calls have reached him.
The secretary too, rushed to the office.
The two discussed and knocked on the door of the president's office.
"Enter."
The two glanced at each other and went in one after the other.
"Mr. Fu."
"Mr. Fu."
The secretary and Luo Quan saw Fu Jingchao sitting behind the desk in high spirits, looking no different from his usual work.
Fu Jingchao flipped through the documents in his hand, raised his head and glanced at the secretary and assistant who appeared at the same time, and said in a deep voice: "What's the matter?" β
Luo Quan briefly described the whole building in the morning.
Fu Jingchao looked indifferent and did not say a word about this.
Seeing that there was nothing wrong, everything was a false alarm from everyone, the secretary and Luo Quan made a look, "Mr. Fu, we went out to do things." β
"Assistant Luo, you stay."
The secretary went out, and Luo Quan was engrossed in waiting for the big boss to give the order.
Fu Jingchao immediately closed the document in his hand, raised his head and leaned back in the chair, and tapped on the desk with one hand at will: "Go and check Qiao Dui's information for me, I want the most comprehensive, even the information she had when she was a child." β
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It had been five minutes after six o'clock when Qiao Du arrived at the crew, and the other actresses had put on their makeup and were waiting for her alone.
The makeup artist's attitude today is even better than yesterday, and it can be seen that he is very attentive, and the effect is more beautiful than the previous times.
Qiao Du didn't think much about it, and after the makeup artist left, Bao Xiaoxi leaned into her ear, clapped her softly and said happily: "Miss Qiao, after you fell into the water yesterday, everyone hugged you for your grievances, saying that Zhu Weiwei did it on purpose, everyone praised you for not being arrogant or impatient, very dedicated, and their good impression of you is going up......"
Qiao Du smiled when she heard this, "Xiao Xi, you don't have to call me Miss Qiao in the future, you and I are the same age, you can call me by my name in the future." β
Bao Xiaoxi's eyes rolled, "Then I call you Sister Twilight, or Sister Twilight?" β
Qiao Du shrugged: "It's all right." β
"Then Sister Twilight." Bao Xiaoxi chose one by herself, and then said: "By the way, Ding Fan asked me to ask for your home address, and he will pick you up sooner or later in the future." β
What would she think when others saw her living in Fu Jingchao's villa?
Qiao Dui's expression was slightly stunned: "No need, it's convenient for me to come by myself." β
"Sister Dusk, Ding Fan is the driver, it was sent to you by the company, you don't have to feel embarrassed, this is as it should be, the company told us when you signed the contract, we must take care of your logistics, if something goes wrong, we have to go home and eat ourselves."
It could be seen that Bao Xiaoxi was very afraid of losing her job, and Qiao Wei thought about it for a while: "In this way, I will explain it clearly to the company, you tell Ding Fan not to worry." β
Today's announcement is still four scenes, two in the morning and two in the afternoon, the scene where she fell into the water yesterday has passed, and what she will shoot today is her other scenes.
At the end of the day, I only filmed three scenes, and I had a boxed lunch in the evening to shoot the fourth scene.
In fact, this is very good, if there is no time to spare, she will not think about Xiao Ruirui coming back, and when all four scenes are filmed, she is so tired that she doesn't want to say anything, and her whole brain is suspended.
Remove makeup in the powder room.
"Sister Dusk, do you really want Ding Fan to send you? The car is right outside the studio. Bao Xiaoxi said thoughtfully.
Qiao Du stood in place, let the costume master take off his clothes and take them away, waved his hand, pulled his lips and smiled: "I really don't need to, I'm a little tired, I'll go back first." β
"Oh, yes, Sister Twilight." Bao Xiaoxi said: "Sister Gu Yuan called when you were filming just now, and she said that she had something to talk to you about, probably about this drama. β
"Okay, I got it."
Out of the film and television city, Qiao Duan lowered his head to dial Gu Yuan's phone, and inadvertently looked up, and found that a dazzling convertible sports car was driving over at night.
"Miss Joe." Fu Sichen had sunglasses on the bridge of his nose, and beckoned to her with a mouthful of big white teeth: "By the way, I'll take you for a ride." β
Qiao Du looked left and right, Fu Sichen put one hand on the window of the sports car, and picked up a pair of charged peach blossom eyes: "Don't look at it, I drove around and looked around, there are no reporters around here, I am your boss, it is very common to bring employees along the way, it will not be noticeable." β
Qiao Du was speechless, she wasn't looking at the reporter at all, she was afraid that Xi Yingxuan's neurosis would come out, she fell for him yesterday and was kidnapped by him for a long time, and she didn't want to repeat the same mistake today.
got into Fu Sichen's car, and before she could fasten her seat belt, the car rushed forward suddenly, so frightened that she grabbed the car door in a panic and shouted.
Fu Sichen slowed down and laughed playfully: "Scared? β
Qiao Du rolled his eyes, buckled his seat belt, and couldn't help but hit him sideways, it is estimated that he is three or four years older than her, where is there a little boss shelf, naΓ―ve like a child, and Xi Yingxuan's neuropathy has a fight.
Fu Sichen leaned one hand on the car window, his short hair was blown by the wind, revealing a beautiful curved forehead, and said with a smile: "I live opposite my house, you know, right?" I was waving to you on the balcony that day. β
Qiao Du nodded: "Yes." "Otherwise, she wouldn't have been in his car.
"Then you should also know that Xiao Ruirui is coming back soon, I heard my mother on the phone today that the little guy can't stay in Beijing, so he has to come back. That little ancestor, my parents hurt to the bone, and there is no way to deal with him, I guess he misses you. β
Qiao Du was silent, she didn't know what to say, she didn't know how to face Fu Chengrui yet.
"But don't you ...... There is a burden of thought, according to my observation, Xiao Ruirui likes you a lot, in your ...... There were many women who wanted to be his stepmother before, but none of them ...... If you want to marry my brother, you have to pass the level of Xiao Ruirui first......"
Fu Sichen drove the car fast, the wind was blowing in his ears, and some of his voices had been blown away by the wind.
Qiao Duan didn't feel flattered at all when she heard this, some were just panicked, just because Xiao Ruirui liked her, if she found out that she and Fu Jingchao were in that kind of relationship, what a big blow it would be to that child's heart.
Fu Sichen's sports car was parked at the door of the villa, and when Qiao Duan got out of the car, he couldn't help but look at her through his sunglasses, he had just come out of the crew, there was a trace of tiredness between his eyebrows and eyes, and he was dressed very casually, a striped dress with ruffle sleeves, a pair of small white shoes on his feet, full of student spirit, none of the whole body was a big name, his long hair was tied with a loose ball head, his facial features were very exquisite, his face was white and tender, as if he could pinch out water.
After thinking about her information, well, she is only twenty-two years old, which is quite young.
There are many beautiful female artists under the Han Emperor, but there is only one like this.
Ahem, Fu Sichen really didn't expect his brother to be so unsmiling, a cold and hard man would actually like an old cow to gnaw on tender grass, and like this kind of girl who is as young as a flower.
Very good!
It's better than messing with Fu Zhixing, as long as his brother is not with Fu Zhixing, he approves of other girls.
Qiao Duan entered the villa, and Xiao Tao and Aunt Tang greeted her: "Miss Qiao, Mr. Fu is waiting for you in the restaurant." β
"Now?"
"Yes."
Qiao Du looked up at the time, half past nine, he hadn't eaten yet?
Fu Jingchao really didn't eat, he went to the company early in the morning, the business was handled in advance, and he naturally went home early, and he didn't want to eat dinner alone, so he waited until now.
"Have you eaten?" Seeing her come in, he asked.
"I ate it in the crew."
"Would you like to eat more?"
She glanced at the four dishes and one soup on the table, and shook her head: "The crew's food is good, I am quite full." β
"Add one." He said this suddenly.
She raised her eyes to look at him, he picked up the chopsticks and looked at her: "Last time you asked me what the limit is, in addition to prohibiting drinking, I have to come back before seven o'clock every night and eat with me." β
Qiao Dui: "......"
Sighing, she said: "I rested a few days ago, and I delayed a lot of plays, and all the announcements have been full recently, and it is common to come back late, so I may not be able to promise you." β
"The notice can be changed, you don't have to worry about this, you just need to know that you come back before seven o'clock every night." Someone's domineering announcement.
Qiao Duan has nothing to say, who makes the family the biggest investor in this drama, he has the final say, anyway, burning money will burn him, and it has nothing to do with her.
The phone in the pocket vibrates.
She picked it up and found that it was Gu Yuan, and knew that she wanted to talk about work, so she went out with her mobile phone.
Fu Jingchao was eating dinner slowly, Fu Sichen came in from outside, and saw his brother sitting there eating alone, "Yo, brother, why are you eating so late?" β
Fu Jingchao chewed the food in his mouth and said slowly, "Hmm." β
Fu Sichen pulled a chair and sat over, and looked at Qiao Dui's figure talking on the phone outside: "Brother, I think it's best for you to go to Beijing." β
Fu Jingchao narrowed his eagle eyes: "Reason? β
Fu Sichen ignored his brother's cold face and continued: "I have a hunch that Fu Zhixing will follow her in the name of sending Xiao Ruirui, it is better for you to pick it up in person, so she will have no reason." β
Fu Jingchao didn't answer, and scooped the soup indifferently.
Seeing his brother like this, Fu Sichen couldn't figure out his brother's thoughts for a while, and looked at his brother's angular face: "I mean really, brother, don't you want to think about it, if Fu Zhixing comes, what will Qiao Du do?" When these two women meet, don't sparks fly? Mountains and tsunamis? Heaven and earth are falling apart? β
"You're thinking too much." Fu Jingchao finished drinking the soup in the bowl, pushed the empty bowl aside, and his voice was calm and calm: "There will be no such thing." β
Hearing his brother say this, Fu Sichen was relieved.
Fu Sichen put this question behind him, and remembered another question: "But brother, I guess you still have to go back to Beijing this time, and that kid Jinwei is going to get married." β
Fu Jingchao frowned and glanced at him: "When did it happen?" β
"It's been a little bit of a half, I told you last time, you forgot? The other party is a famous female writer, a professor of the Chinese Department of the university, with an average family background, and the books written are quite popular, and a lot of copyrights have been sold. Qiao Dui's current filming of "Covering Your Life" is her early work, her name is Su Xuan. Fu Sichen lit a cigarette for himself, stilted Erlang's leg and said: "In recent years, IP dramas have been in power, and major film and television companies of popular IP dramas are rushing to buy copyrights, and this Su Xuan's book is also a sweet treat." β
Fu Jingchao's thick eyebrows twisted, but he still didn't have any impression.
Fu Sichenjun had a helpless expression on his face: "Anyway, the raw rice has been cooked, you have to recognize this nephew and daughter-in-law, and you have to recognize it if you don't recognize it." β
Fu Jingchao heard his younger brother's voice, put down the dishes and chopsticks, and asked in a deep voice, "Got it?" β
"No, it's as big as a basket." Fu Sichen flicked the cigarette in the ashtray, and the smile on his face was strange: "Otherwise, it wouldn't be her turn to enter the door, not to mention that she is bigger than Jin Wei." β
"How much bigger?"
Fu Sichen saw that Fu Jingchao didn't eat, so he smoked a cigarette and handed it over, and then took a lighter out, and when Fu Jingchao took two puffs, Fu Sichen sneered: "Jin Wei is one year younger than me, twenty-five, that woman heard that thirty-nine, how much older do you say?" β
Fu Jingchao smoked a cigarette and didn't answer again.
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Qiao Du answered the phone and stretched out her head to look into the restaurant, the brothers seemed to be chatting, and she didn't go in to bother.
When she came out of the shower, she was a little thirsty, went downstairs to drink water, and with a glass of water in her hand, she collided with Fu Jingchao who came out of the restaurant.
"Ahh
Aunt Tang heard the movement in the kitchen and ran out to comfort her: "It's okay, it's okay, Miss Qiao, you're fine." β
Picking up the water glass, Aunt Tang went into the kitchen.
Of course Qiao Duanren is fine, and the water cup is fine, because there is a thick carpet on the ground, but Fu Jingchao has something to do, and a piece of his shirt is wet with water.
She ran to grab a lot of paper, lowered her head to wipe him, her weak and boneless little hand was grasped by the dry palm, and her voice was dull and blurred: "Does it still hurt?" β
Her body tensed inexplicably, knowing what he was asking, and looked down at the buttons on his shirt: "It doesn't hurt anymore." β
He smiled heavily above her head, wrapped his arms around her waist and walked upstairs, his voice very low and playful, "You just screamed so well, call a few more times." β
When she looked back, she realized that the man was teasing her, and angrily raised her fist and hit him.
After hitting him twice, I realized who I was beating, and it was too late to take it back.
The man took her fist in the palm of his hand, pulled and pulled, and threw herself into his arms again.
His warm lips pressed to her face: "You are so fragrant, a month is too long, what should I do if I can't wait?" β
His voice was flirtatious, full of Chigo's desire, and no matter how dull she was, she knew what he meant.
They were so ambiguous, just like flirting, Qiao Du shook her head and struggled in his arms, "No, what if Aunt Tang and Xiao Tao come out?" β
She ran away, and after only two steps he caught up with her, picked her up sideways, and bowed his head to kiss her.
Qiao Duan kicked his legs anxiously, but he didn't dare to shout loudly, and suppressed his voice: "You let me down quickly, Fu Jingchao, your words don't count, bastard!" β
She fluttered like a chicken, and he held her steadily, kissed her, and walked unmoved into the corner of the corridor behind the living room.
Qiao Twilight was frightened, thinking that he was looking for excitement, and struggled even more angrily: "You're crazy, let me down......"
He was condescending, his thin lips sucking her sweetness, and he whispered hoarsely: "Aunt Tang, they are almost cleaned up, and they are ready to go to the nanny room in the back, if you call again, they are really going to come over." β
She stopped and tried to persuade him: "Fu Jingchao, it was you who said that you would not ignore me and ask me, you can't go back on your word!" β
He was unmoved, pressed the button in the corner of the wall, and heard the sound of opening the door automatically Qiao Du realized that he pressed the elevator, and there was actually an elevator in this villa?
The number on the elevator showed the third floor, and he strode out with her in his arms, the decoration of the third floor was completely different from the luxurious atmosphere of the first and second floors, very simple, white and black tones, full of an indescribable wildness.
His kiss was even more intense than before, as if he was about to devour her alive, and in an instant the two fell on the bed.
Qiao Du was so scared, she wanted to turn over in horror, and was pressed back again and again, if she was lucky to be let go by him two days ago, then tonight she obviously felt that his energy was vigorous, and it was inevitable.
"Don't ......," she shook her head, like a fish on the shore, struggling indiscriminately until she finally lost her strength.
"Good." His kiss fell on her face, and his hoarse voice was sexy, coaxing her: "I'm very uncomfortable, help me." β
Her breath was disturbed, "I won't ...... You let me go......"
"It's okay, I'll teach you." His voice was a little out of tune, as if it was suppressed to the extreme.
She blushed so much that she was dripping blood, I don't know what it felt, she closed her eyes the whole time, didn't dare to look, didn't dare to feel, only felt him hold her face, and the rough kiss turned into a thin and gentle, careful, like a beloved thing, kissing away the tears on her face one by one.
At the last moment, a man's sigh of relief came from her ears, and she stiffened to hold on to her last movements, which made the hairs stand on end all over her body.