Yin Feifei couldn't move like an electric shock, only staring at the tall and handsome back without blinking, until his car disappeared around the corner. Tears swirled in her crimson eyes, and she forced them back.

Everyone knows how proud she Yin Feifei is, how many people want to puff her up, and they are afraid of falling in their hearts, and they are afraid of melting when they put it in their mouths. Only he never took her seriously.

Tang Xiaoai confirmed that he had completely drunk and hung up. Wang Ye hugged her back to the bed, and she lay down and slept peacefully, her delicate face was red and crystal clear, and she slept very peacefully.

Wang Ye leaned over to look at the person on the bed, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised a very good-looking arc.

"Hey! You-wait......" Tang Ai sat up from the bed suddenly, and her forehead hit Wang Ye's strong chest muscles directly, and she just snorted, and her mouth chirped: "Who, the phone is out of battery, help me charge it." ”

Wang Ye touched his hurt chest and frowned, "You're not drunk?" ”

She nodded vaguely and slapped his face with both hands, "How could I get drunk?" Am I a thousand cups not drunk? ”

After speaking, he closed his eyes and lay back on the bed in the form of a dead body.

Wang Ye was a little inexplicable by her startle, and looked at her carefully, she was really asleep at this time when she was breathing evenly, but her hand was still tightly wrapped around his arm.

Maybe the posture was not very comfortable, she turned down, the buttons of her shirt were loosened twice, and the clothes were made of chiffon, plus she turned over a lot, sliding down the smooth skin to the collarbone, and a large piece of beauty on her chest was also looming.

Wang Ye's breathing was so steep that his throat moved, he subconsciously tilted his head to the side, and quickly pulled the quilt with one hand, covering the restless man tightly. Got up and walked out of the room with the evil cell phone.

It was inevitable to wake up sore the next day, but there was one thing Tang Ai didn't understand, what was the big red piece on his forehead? I patted it in the mirror and it hurt a little. Then Tang Ai began to imagine wildly, suspecting that he must have tried to misrepresent Mr. Wang after drinking, but was found out tragically......

However, Mr. Wang doesn't look like a person who can do this kind of poisoning, the key is that she has to accompany him to shoot the fashion cover today, isn't this kind of ghost look damaging his face? Tang Ai looked at the mobile phone like a deflated balloon, she actually slept until 4 o'clock in the afternoon, and the shooting was about 2 o'clock, with Mr. Wang's work efficiency, it should be called a day at this time.

**

Tang Ai walked back and forth in the room several times with his mobile phone, and finally found Wang Ye's number in the address book and dialed it.

As soon as she picked it up, she said promisedly: "Mr. Wang, why don't you call me when you get up?" ”

There was no sound on the other end, and she then apologized sincerely: "I'm sorry, I drank too much yesterday and I don't remember anything, so I didn't cause you any trouble, right?" ”

The girl on the other end of the phone opened her mouth for a long time, and finally asked, "Who are you?" ”

This time, Tang Ai couldn't speak for a long time, she had been feeding and hey, she came back to her senses and suppressed her panic: "I'm sorry, I made a mistake." ”

Then quickly hang up.

She heard it, it was Xiang Kui, Xiang Kui's voice, would Xiang Kui also hear that it was her? Will she tell anyone else? It's over, it's over, will the illegal cohabitation between her and Mr. Wang appear on the front page of tomorrow?

Tang Ai was in a self-frightened state and couldn't get out at all until Wang Ye called.

"What's wrong?" His voice sounded a little tired. Because that hateful little woman, in the middle of the night next door either shouted thirst or shouted heat, every time he ran to her room, half of the quilt almost fell to the ground, he was not at ease, so he had to guard her all night, until dawn did not dare to leave.

Tang Ai didn't feel good when he heard his tone, and he couldn't help lowering his voice: "I have something I want to discuss with you." Suddenly, the conversation changed, and he lost his voice: "Xiang Kui knows it's me?" ”

Wang Ye rubbed his abrupt temples: "No." ”

"Oh, then how do you know it's me calling? Didn't Xiang Aoi tell you? ”

In a hurry, he forgot that the object of his life-killing serial questioning was the boss.

"Look at the numbers." Wang Ye was a little helpless: "Isn't there something?" ”

Well, Tang Ai was about to say it, but he was afraid that he couldn't say it clearly on the phone, so he turned to a roundabout tactic. "Can you come back early today? I cook a few dishes and we can talk while eating. ”

The other head paused, "It depends." ”

"Okay." Tang Ai sullenly, "Are you still shooting commercials?" Can I go over there now? ”

"Just over." Wang Ye said, repeating in his mind what she had just said about 'we', and he added without a trace: "I'll try my best." ”

Tang Ai was sweating profusely and bought a bunch of vegetables from the supermarket, with his mobile phone on his ear, and the WeChat voice was incredible.

"Tsk, Tang Xiaoai, you still have a Hongmen banquet?"

Tang Ai wiped the sweat from his forehead and accused bitterly: "Jia Dahua, can you have a little conscience?" I went to see you to go deep into the tiger's den. ”

Dahua asked with a smile: "To be honest, if you get along with such a handsome boss day and night, you don't have the feeling of spring at all?" ”

"Nope."

"Really?"

Tang Ai raised his head 45 degrees, thought for a moment, and asked: "If, I mean, if there is, will it make people think that I am a toad and want to eat swan meat?" ”

Dahua scolded hatefully: "Hey, Tang Ai, can you have a little talent!" In my eyes, you are also white-skinned and beautiful, hey, although there is a little gap from the beauty, at least there are long legs, and women are visual animals, if you like it, you can go directly, we don't suffer. ”

Why does that sound so awkward? Tang Ai realized it later.

"Jia Dahua, you are so dirty, does he know?"

"He knows that I am just a stain on my mouth, but in fact I have an incomparably pure little sheep living inside."

Tang Ai raised his hand in surrender.

**

As the saying goes, it's hard to get started.

Tang Ai prepared a table of meals, was idle and bored, and began to think about a good start.

As soon as the doorbell rang, he ran over very cheerfully, revealing his standard eight teeth.

"Mr. Wang, you have worked hard, welcome home!"

Tenderness is like water.

"Mr. Wang, dinner is ready, please dine."

A good product for the home.

"Mr. Wang, the hot water has been put away, will you take a bath or eat first?"

……

Tang Ai tossed back and forth more than a dozen times, looked up at the time, it was close to seven o'clock, why didn't Mr. Wang come back? In the end, I was really tired, so I lay on the sofa on all fours and rested for a while, rested, and fell asleep.

Wang Ye was dragged by the director of the new script, and it was already 8 o'clock when he rushed back. When I opened the door and came in, I saw this scene, the woman was wrapped in an apron, holding a garlic seedling in her hand, her hand was naturally hanging on the sofa, and the garlic tip was gently rubbed to the ground and dangled.

The painting style is really not good-looking, but it gives Wang Ye a warm feeling that he has never had. Just like twelve years ago, only she, and only her, can do it easily.

When Tang Ai heard the movement, he got up a little confused, rubbed his eyes, forgot all the prepared lines, and said in a trance: "Are you back?" ”

Wang Ye was stunned for a moment and nodded in agreement.

Tang Ai wandered to the dining table again and touched the plate: "The dishes are cold, I'll go and heat them." ”

Wang Ye walked over, looked at a table of dishes, and was a little surprised: "You made all this?" ”

"Well, it's cold, you're hungry, aren't you? Wait for me to warm it up, and I'll be fine right away. ”

Wang Ye rolled up his sleeves and took the plate in her hand, "I'll come." You go to the shower first, and then come out to eat. ”

Why does this conversation feel so weird? Like a little couple? As soon as this idea popped up, Tang Ai shook his head fiercely.

Wang Ye turned around and saw that she was still in a daze, so he urged angrily: "You're not hungry?" ”

Tang Ai took a bath, afraid that Wang Ye would wait too long, so he only dried his hair half-dry, pulled it up casually, and came out. Sit across from him and change to a cheerful tone: "Eat." ”

Wang Ye glanced at her, his cheeks were clean and translucent, and he closed the magazine in his hand with satisfaction, "This looks pretty good!" ”

Tang Ai happily took over the conversation: "Of course, these dishes are taught by my mother." When she taught me to cook, one of the things she often said was, Xiao Ai, if you want to capture a man's heart, you must first learn to grasp his stomach. ”

Wang Ye was accustomed to her answering questions like this, and couldn't help but smile: "Your mother is very prescient. ”

"However, I cook only to make my stomach happy." After speaking, he glanced at Wang Ye flatteringly.

It's best to make your stomach happy today, too.

Halfway through eating, Tang Ai felt that the time had come, so he put down the dishes and chopsticks and discussed with him. "Mr. Wang, I have something to tell you?"

"Say." Wang Ye was in a good mood.

"I'd like to make an advance, is that okay?"

"What, that card isn't enough?" Wang Ye looked at Tang Ai's appearance of wanting to speak and stopped, thinking that she had something she wanted to buy, and couldn't help but feel good, after giving her the card, except for some small living expenses in the supermarket, there was no consumption that belonged to Tang Xiaoai.

"It's not." Tang Ai explained anxiously: "That card, I usually use it to buy vegetables and our daily expenses. As for other uses, I still hope to use my own money. ”

Eating people, living people, using people, and spending people's people's is too inauthentic.

"Own money?"

"Well, and you see, bank cards are very personal things, not to mention passwords. I'm just a regular employee, so I think ......"

"What do you think? Think I gave you a bank card with ulterior motives? Or is there something else going on? ”

The air pressure around the entire dining table dropped rapidly, and Tang Ai felt like he had fallen into an ice hole in an instant.

The corners of Wang Ye's lips curled into a smile of unknown meaning, "Of course, if you have such thoughts, I don't mind giving you a chance." As long as you can serve me to your satisfaction, not to mention bank cards, cars, houses, or anything else you can say, I can give it to you. ”

"Waiting?" Tang Ai muttered.

"yes, or tonight? I'll pay you what you deserve, much, much more than what you do now. You can go home tomorrow, or we can build a long-term relationship as well. You don't have to work hard for me anymore, it's a good deal, what do you think? ”

Wang Ye's gaze was deep and cold, flickering with cold light, like a focused hunter, and his voice was low and ambiguous at the moment.

"Buying and selling?"

Tang Ai didn't want to believe his ears, this was not like what Wang Ye, who had always been an elegant gentleman, could say. She looked at Wang Ye's expression in three points of exploration and three points of complexity.

"Self-righteous." Wang Ye suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed her wrist, dragged her up from the seat, and his voice dropped sharply: "Who do you think you are?" Just two points of beauty, just think I'm going to be hungry and fall into your gentle trap again? ”

His thigh slammed into the edge of the cold glass table as he stood, and the pain in his heart suddenly made Tang Ai gasp, leaving him looking at him in shock.

The two looked at each other for a long time, she opened her eyes and said in a light tone, "I think you think too much." I have someone I like, he is white and fat, he doesn't like to talk, he doesn't like to laugh......" Speaking of this, the tenderness in Tang Ai's eyes bottomed out, "However, once he laughs, he looks good, and his voice is also very good, he never speaks badly and hurts people, and you are two completely different people from Mr. Wang." ”