"Gu Shaoze, president of Gu's Group, and Su Tang, the popular little flower, went in and out of the hotel together last night, and the two acted very intimately, suspected of ......being in love."

With a "pop", the mobile phone was pressed the black screen button, and the mechanical female voice of the marketing account in the video was also forced to stop abruptly at this moment.

"Miss Ji, please take your cake."

The young female clerk placed a beautifully packaged cake box on the baking table and reminded the woman with a pink apron in front of her who still wore a lost look on her face.

The person sitting on the bench next to the baking table at the moment is Ji Xincheng, the --- of the film and television drama Xiaohua who is now famous. There was still a little bit of flour on her fair cheeks, and the pink apron in front of her was accidentally stained with sticky cream.

Despite the absence of the TV filter, her little face without powder was thrilling, and the young clerk couldn't help but be stunned.

"Lose it." After a while, Ji Xincheng's red lips opened slightly, and he said three words in a low voice.

"What?" The clerk thought he had misheard.

"Forget it," Ji Xincheng hid a deep loss in her beautiful eyes, her hand slowly raised, played with the beautiful bow streamer tied to the gift box for a while, lowered her eyes, and asked with a trace of unknown emotion: "Where is the trash can?" ”

The female clerk pointed to the trash can not far away.

"Thank you." Ji Xincheng mentioned the delicate little cake that she had spent almost a morning making, walked over slowly, and a neat parabola crossed the air, and the box was thrown into the bucket impartially.

"Miss Ji..."

"I hope I'm here to make a cake, you can keep it a secret." Ji Xincheng raised his head, buried his lost emotions deeply, and showed a standard smile.

"Okay."

"Hum-" Ji Xincheng took off her coat, took out her mobile phone, which had been vibrating all morning, and after pressing the answer button, the sharp female voice poured into her ears like this.

"Ouch, my eldest lady, the crew start-up ceremony is about to start in two hours! Is it over there for you! ”

"It's over, you can pick me up."

She hung up the phone with a blank face, took off her apron, put on her coat mechanically, and when she pushed open the door and walked out, the wind was blowing outside, and the sky was overcast, and she felt a biting cold.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Ji Xincheng finally finished reading the script and returned home tired.

The key opened with a twist in the lock, and then a warm orange glow came through the narrow gap, and her hand paused, then closed the door as usual, locked it, and changed her slippers in the entryway.

The room was brightly lit, but there was no one, Ji Xincheng's eyes darkened, turned off the lights, and went upstairs to take a bath.

She stood under the shower, and let the water squirt out of it all pour on her fair little face, and the drops of water that slipped from the side of her face no longer knew whether they were water or tears.

She just stood quietly under the water, her face up. After a while, hearing the sound of the doorknob being unscrewed, Ji Xincheng looked there in confusion and saw the face of the person in the mist.

It's Gu Shaoze. He took off his blazer, pulled his tie at him, and walked straight for her.

"Why is it so cold?" Gu Shaoze's eyebrows were lame, and he asked in a deep voice, his big palm stroked her sexy waistline, and then slowly went up.

Ji Xincheng was silent, letting his thin lips roam the thin butterfly bones on her shoulders, his big hands lit fire on her beautiful body, and his eyes were slowly filled with lust.

"Why are you here?"

The man's thin lips covered her ears, and he whispered, "I miss you." The movement of his hand was still non-stop, and he turned her whole body to himself, and kissed the red lips as he spoke.

Ji Xincheng couldn't accept him talking like this, so he disarmed and surrendered, and collapsed in his arms.

The sound of water and the red-faced humble sound resounded in the bathroom echoing on all sides, and the ambiguous breath spread from the empty bathroom to the large bed in the bedroom, and the inseparable bodies of the two were overlapped, and the night was deep, and only an endless stretch remained.

Early in the morning, when the first rays of sunlight shined through the white translucent curtains and projected on the cotton quilt on the bed, Ji Xincheng opened her eyes slightly, and when her consciousness returned, the hand on her waist was the man domineeringly imprisoning her, and her cold back leaned against his hot chest, and the warmth was transmitted for a while.

She turned around slightly, just face to face with Gu Shaoze, and reached out greedily to caress his knife-perfect side face, high nose bridge, and sexy thin lips.

"Awake?" When her slender fingers stroked his long eyelashes, Gu Shaoze seemed to be woken up, his eyebrows and eyes furrowed slightly, and he made a low voice.

"Hmm." Ji Xincheng responded, finding that her voice was hoarse, and recalled that last night, her face was slightly red.

"Aren't you going back?" She said in a low voice, her hand slipping down and gently pushing on his chest, "Aren't you afraid of being discovered by reporters?" ”

Gu Shaoze opened his eyes, there was endless darkness in his ink-colored eyes, and he said disapprerovitously: "Let them shoot, I don't care." ”

Ji Xincheng's heart suddenly moved, remembering the report he saw yesterday, and involuntarily asked softly: "The day before yesterday, you and Su Tang went to ......" After a pause, he asked again: "What is the relationship between the two of you." ”

There was a hint of anticipation and uneasiness in her eyes.

Gu Shaoze's pupils instantly turned cold, and there was no trace of warmth in the words he said: "Have I ever told you what to ask and what not to ask." ”

The cold look in his eyes suddenly made Ji Xin clear and wake up, yes, they are just in a relationship of support, where did she come from to ask him this question.

Thinking about it, a trace of moisture suddenly rose in Ji Xincheng's eyes, "I'm sorry." ”

She withdrew her hand, then turned away, silent for a long time.

Gu Shaoze lifted the quilt on one side, put on a bathrobe, and after taking a short shower, he took out a brand-new haute couture suit from the cabinet, and after putting it on, he saw that the person on the bed seemed to be asleep again, so he left without saying a word.

It wasn't until he heard the sound of the engine of the car downstairs that Ji Xincheng opened his reddish eyes.

"Ding", a text message came from the mobile phone, she got up and picked up the mobile phone on the bedside table, casually glanced at the content of the text message, and immediately dialed the phone.

"It's me, Ji Xincheng. I won't sign up for this movie. ”

"Miss Ji, the film resources here are very rare, and the director is a famous ......"

"Please tell Gu Shaoze, I don't want to be his mistress anymore, so let's stop here."

Before she could speak on the other end of the phone, she hung up without hesitation.

After Ji Xincheng was dressed neatly, he looked around the large and empty room, put a bunch of keys behind the mahogany shoe cabinet at the entrance, and closed the door in a chic manner without a trace of nostalgia......