Jiang Feiyi, the two of them have met until now, she has not seen him smile, and it can even be said that she has never seen him smile.

Now the person leaned back on the chair, just looking at her slightly, the corners of his eyes were a little raised, the arc was not very big, but the smile in his eyes was enough for her to see clearly.

It seems that the bottom of my heart has been touched by something all of a sudden, and it is a little itchy, as if someone is holding a feather and stirring it again and again.

After all, she still couldn't resist his eyes, turned over and sat on his side to put on pants, but was pressed tightly by his hand: "Just wear it."

Xue Jiaying glanced at her current posture, sitting on his body with her legs apart, and the person was directly opposite him. But Jiang Feiyi asked her to wear pants like this, and her brows suddenly wrinkled: "No, this is not -"

As soon as she spoke, he lifted up his hand and picked her up, and in her astonishment he took her around like this, and then held her like a mother holding a baby, and took the pants that were lying aside and put them on for her.

Xue Jiaying learned to dress by herself at the age of two or three, and she has been wearing it by herself for as long as she can remember, but now that she is being held by Jiang Feiyi like this, in addition to being embarrassed, she is more indescribably surging in her heart.

His hands pressed his arms to prevent him from falling down when he was puzzled just now, and now they were buckled on his left and right forearms, and they fell down with the movements of his hands.

She was going to push him away and stopped, but she didn't move, so she let him help her put her pants on.

It wasn't until she was held and moved again when she pulled it up that she came back to her senses, reached out to pull his hand away, and pulled the zipper herself.

When he was done, he reached out and pressed her shoulder slightly, and her entire back was pressed against his chest.

The two of them didn't speak, and there were endless love threads in the carriage.

I don't know how long it took for Xue Jiaying to remember that she just came out to breathe.

She hurriedly pushed Jiang Feiyi: "I'm going back!"

The two of them had a fight, a lot of time has passed, and Ye Zhiqiu's side should be over.

Jiang Feiyi didn't embarrass her, let go of his hand, helped her open the car door, and then lowered his head and kissed her ear before she got up to leave: "I'll wait for you."

Xue Jiaying raised her legs and got out of the car, a little anxious, but when she heard his words, she still looked back at him: "No need, I still have to send Ye Zhiqiu back."

She looked at her phone as she spoke, it was already past two o'clock in the morning, her heart was dry for some reason, and her face was hot.

Jiang Feiyi didn't say anything more, she took two steps, and felt that something seemed wrong, and she couldn't help but look back at him.

The door was still closed, and he leaned into the seat and looked sideways at her.

Probably people are always a little softer in their hearts on days like this, and she is no exception.

After hesitating for only a second, she raised her leg and walked over and touched his face, quickly imprinted a kiss on his lips, and then spoke: "Thank you, Jiang Feiyi."

He raised his hand and touched hers, his eyes moved, but he didn't say anything.

Xue Jiaying didn't have much time, she glanced at him, turned around and ran over to the recording hall.

Halfway through the run, she found a problem, quickly stopped again, looked at her face with her mobile phone, took out a tissue and wiped the somewhat messy lipstick a little bit, touched up her makeup, and then she hurriedly raised her legs and went in.

Ye Zhiqiu's side is really over, and Xiao Zheng is looking for her everywhere.

Xue Jiaying went to the bathroom and washed her face before going in to find Xiao Zheng and them.

When he saw her, Xiao Zheng breathed a sigh of relief: "Sister Ying, we're done, the director said we can go back."

She nodded: "What about her?" I asked the driver to drive over, and you took Ye Zhiqiu out. ”

"Okay, Zhiqiu is over there in the lounge, I'll call her right away."

Xue Jiaying nodded, and the two of them went their separate ways.

She didn't stand at the door and wait for the car, but went down the stairs directly, but she didn't expect Jiang Feiyi's car to leave yet.

She glanced at it, her brows furrowed slightly, and the driver had already driven the car in front of her: "Miss Xue."

Xue Jiaying couldn't care so much, she nodded, and at this time, Xiao Zheng also came out with Ye Zhiqiu.

Although it was late at night, in order to prevent being secretly photographed, Ye Zhiqiu still wrapped his hat and wore a mask, and people basically couldn't see the original appearance.

Seeing people, she hurriedly opened the car door and let Ye Zhiqiu go in first.

Since Xiao Zheng's family was nearby, Xue Jiaying asked the driver to send Xiao Zheng back first, and then Ye Zhiqiu.

There are only Ye Zhiqiu and her in the carriage, Xue Jiaying and Ye Zhiqiu have never had any heart-to-heart conversations, and the two of them have always been silent when they get along.

It's just that halfway through the car, Xue Jiaying next to her suddenly spoke: "Are you with Jiang Feiyi?"

Xue Jiaying glanced at her sideways, her face a little cold.

Ye Zhiqiu had already taken off her hat and mask at this time, and the two of them looked at each other like this, she was not afraid at all, and when she didn't speak, she simply added: "I saw his car, I recognize it."

Xue Jiaying frowned: "This matter has nothing to do with you."

Ye Zhiqiu's face turned blue, obviously unhappy, but as Xue Jiaying said, this matter has nothing to do with her.

She couldn't say a word, she could only look at Xue Jiaying and smile coldly: "I didn't expect my agent to be quite powerful."

Xue Jiaying felt a little headache, raised her hand and rubbed her temples while speaking: "Ye Zhiqiu, Han Shao's attitude towards you this year, you should know that you can't go down that road."

What Ye Zhiqiu was thinking, she could naturally see it at a glance. There are too many women like Ye Zhiqiu, and maybe they were a little reserved at the beginning.

But people who come out of such a poor place, once they taste the taste of wealth, can't help but let go. What's more, a man like Han Mo is young, handsome and rich, although his personality seems to be a little better, but if he can really marry him, I believe many people will still rush to him.

Hearing Xue Jiaying's words, Ye Zhiqiu's face suddenly turned pale, and he didn't dare to say anything anymore.

She is not really stupid, Han Mo is indeed a lot colder to her this year, if she offends Xue Jiaying again, it will indeed not be too good in the future.

Seeing that she didn't speak again, Xue Jiaying picked her eyelids and looked at them, and finally closed her eyes sideways and pretended to sleep.

Some people are like that, always thinking that everyone is like her.

But whether this is the case or not, Xue Jiaying herself is a little confused.

The necklace around her neck was thin and light, but she could still feel it clearly with a bit of coolness against her skin.

Forget it, there is always a way out.

Ye Zhiqiu has become more and more restless in the past two years, he only knocked on it last time, and now he is starting to make trouble again.

Xue Jiaying looked at Mr. Fang, who was splashed with juice by Ye Zhiqiu in front of her, and only felt that her temples hurt fiercely.

Although this Fang Zong said that he was not as good as the Han family, but in City A, he heard that he was a person who ate both black and white, and Ye Zhiqiu offended people without saying a word.

She couldn't wait to splash the juice on Ye Zhiqiu's face, but she also knew that she should be consistent with the outside world at this time.

So no matter how dissatisfied Ye Zhiqiu was, she could only apologize to Mr. Fang: "Mr. Fang, I'm really embarrassed, Zhiqiu has been working a lot lately, plus Han Shao complained that she didn't have much time to spend with him recently, so the two of them quarreled, she was also impulsive at this moment, you have a lot, don't worry about her."

Fortunately, there was still a Han Mo pressing, otherwise she really didn't know what to say.

"Miss Xue, I admire your character, but the artists under your command are used to having such a big temper, aren't you afraid that this juice will be poured on your face one day?"

This was obviously unwilling to go down the steps she was building, Xue Jiaying's face stiffened for a moment, but she still smiled lightly: "Mr. Fang said that he was laughing, Zhiqiu was nervous recently to do such a surprise thing."

"Miss Xue, if anyone touches her, she will touch someone else's glass of juice, and Han Shao's face will have no place to rest."

Xue Jiaying frowned, she didn't expect it to be difficult, so she had to pull Ye Zhiqiu up: "Come up, apologize to Mr. Fang."

"I-"

Ye Zhiqiu opened his mouth and wanted to refuse, but when his eyes fell on Xue Jiaying's tense face, he still changed his words: "Mr. Fang, I overreacted, I'm sorry."

Mr. Fang didn't look at Ye Zhiqiu, and his eyes fell on Xue Jiaying's body at this moment: "Miss Xue, I heard that you are always very busy, and it is difficult to make an appointment with you for dinner, I don't know if Fang has this honor."

Xue Jiaying's face stiffened for a moment, in this circle, everyone knows what this "eating" means.

Eating is meant to be eaten, but it is difficult to say what happens after eating.

The other party's attitude is obviously catching her at this time, obviously Ye Zhiqiu is in trouble, but now he is catching her.

She was a little annoyed in her heart, but there was nothing she could do about it, so she could only find a way to get out perfectly.

It's just that this party is always different from what she thinks, and she can't deal with it easily.

Just as he was thinking about how to push it away, he heard a familiar voice behind him: "Mr. Fang."

She was stunned and looked sideways at Jiang Feiyi.

He glanced at her, and the expression on his face was very light: "Miss Xue."

Xue Jiaying nodded, only feeling that her heart was beating a little fast.

This kind of plot that pretends not to know in front of the public, is really a bit exciting.

But this is exactly what she thinks, and naturally she will not make trouble.

"Mr. Jiang."

Ye Zhiqiu, who was on the side, also opened his mouth, Jiang Feiyi glanced at her, did not speak, did not nod, and then his eyes fell on Mr. Fang: "I don't know when Mr. Fang is free, Jiang seems to owe Mr. Fang a meal."

Mr. Fang was not stupid, he naturally heard this off-string sound, glanced at Xue Jiaying, and was slightly startled, but quickly recovered: "Mr. Jiang appreciates his face, Fang is naturally free at all times."

Jiang Feiyi obviously came to relieve the siege, and Xue Jiaying hurriedly pulled Ye Zhiqiu away.

Ye Zhiqiu's face was a little pale, Xue Jiaying glanced at her, her face became more and more cold, and she pulled her all the way forward.