"It's okay!" Qingqing handed a bottle of water to Chi Ying to drink.

Chi Ying, who was noisy and had a headache, had been resting on the seat and responded weakly. "I'm fine." It wasn't until she got into the car that she dared to relax.

"It's definitely buzzing online."

Qingqing hurriedly glanced at it a few times, and it was indeed very lively.

"You can see whose handwriting it is."

Almost all of them said that Chi Ying's acting skills were inferior to Cheng Mianmian, and she did not win the Best Actress at the Golden Phoenix Film Festival.

"There are too many trolls, and the company asks you if you need to deal with it."

Chi Ying thought of the person behind Cheng Mianmian, but he was not in a hurry.

"Let her be proud for two days! Leave it alone. Let me have a good night's rest. ”

It's tiring.

When he got home, he threw off his high heels and walked directly on the floor barefoot.

I didn't even change my clothes, and sat down on the recliner. Pick up the tablet and check the live broadcast of the "WZLM" e-sports annual ceremony in Shanghai.

When the live broadcast ended, she watched the replay.

Seeing Ji Mu walking the red carpet on the stage, watching him stand next to the host to answer questions, and listening to him talk about his gentleness. With the unique and charming voice of the young man, he slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Ji Muyi didn't stay in Shanghai overnight that night to take the fastest flight back to the imperial capital.

Bypass the reporter's interception.

I didn't even change my clothes along the way.

It was only when he got off the podium that he knew that Chi Ying had not won the award.

At that moment, I wanted to return to her as quickly as possible than to call to comfort her.

When I got home, I was sweating on my forehead. Tear off the tie that has been tightened all the way and press the code to open the door.

The dark room had only a faint glow from the balcony slabs.

The person standing at the door took a few deep breaths, calmed down his worries all the way, and walked to the balcony.

The familiar picture and sound are the live broadcast replay of his participation in the grand ceremony in Shanghai.

The woman lay quietly on the warm recliner, breathing evenly, and Kikichi squatted beside her to look at her face through the light outside the window. The warmth of the fingertips touched the woman's eyelids.

"Sister, are you sad!"

Thinking of the countless microphones and shots that were about to slap her face, Ji Muyi was uncomfortable.

She faced those alone, and she had to respond calmly.

How tired you have to be.

Even a person with a strong heart will have a vulnerable side, Ji Muyi held her hand next to her, rested it on his face and rubbed it gently. "I'm sorry I didn't protect you."

I watched the final replay over and over again I don't know how many times.

She wanted to be responsible for him.

Wanted to defend him.

I want to give myself to him.

There is a saying that is true, aside from everything, Ji Mu only has Chi Ying left in his eyes.

Pull out the tablet from the woman's hand and set it aside. Ji Muyi picked up the princess, and when his palm touched the clothes without fabric, he woke up, and looked down to see that Chi Ying was still wearing the clothes he had worn when he participated in the grand ceremony.

The back is unobstructed.

The gaze that fell on his chest immediately raised and glanced ahead.

Without squinting, he wants to carry the person back to the room with a serious look, if there is no small accident in the middle.

This night, he thought, would be so ordinary.

Halfway through, his neck was surrounded by the person who woke up with his eyes open, and Chi Ying's throat was a little sandy, and he knew in a daze that it was him.

"You're back!"

In hindsight, it was a beautiful night.

If something is destined to happen, it must be that Chi Ying belongs to him completely.

"Well, I'm back."

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