Director Yang nodded: "Yes, Wen Tong, you are also an understanding person, it is not easy to get all the way to this position, don't ruin what you have been able to get hard because of something, what kind of person Jiang Yizhu is, you should actually know it." ”

Jiang Yizhu has never hidden his character.

Wen Tong has filmed Jiang Yizhu's drama, and he must know it.

Of course Wen Tong knew, but he always thought he was special.

Now that she knows that she is not special, and she doesn't know why, her heart has calmed down.

So, that special person, is it ginger rolls?

That variety show, is it also the way that Jiang Yizhu paved for ginger rolls?

Why?

Where is she worse than Jiang Juan, Jiang Yizhu, a person who never protects his shortcomings, actually uses his connections to help Jiang Juan.

When it comes to her, even the slightest mistake will not be tolerated.

Wen Tong's heart was dripping blood, she bit the meat in her mouth, and said, "I know, director, I will film well." ”

......

At night, Jiang Juan hugged his quilt and ran to Jiang Yizhu's room.

It was unequivocal to say that he would change his work and rest.

Originally, they were sleeping peacefully, but Jiang Yizhu's voice suddenly sounded.

Outside, only the moonlight shone in through the curtains, and only the outline of Jiang Yizhu's face could be vaguely seen in the room, and his facial features could not be seen clearly.

Jiang Yizhu asked her: "Self-recommended pillow seat, is this what you do?" ”

Jiang Juan blinked, and before he could speak, he felt that his quilt was being pulled away.

The other party stretched out his long arm and carried her body to his bed.

Jiang Yizhu pecked at the corner of her lips and then didn't move.

Jiang Juan looked puzzled, and then listened to him: "Okay, you can start recommending yourself." ”

Jiang Juan finally understood what he meant, gritted his teeth and said, "You have dirty thoughts!" ”

Jiang Yizhu's hand fell on her pajamas: "Dirty? I don't think I can live up to the title you gave me. ”

Fingers twisted the buttons, there were still small underwear in the ginger roll pajamas, Jiang Yizhu's hand reached for her back, and easily opened the buttons.

Jiang Juan was still hesitating, and heard him say, "Don't be nervous, I won't go too far, just ......"

Jiang Yizhu's hands began to sweat, and his palms were wet.

Fine sweat was also burning on the bridge of his tall nose, and he bit his lip, ascetic and seductive.

Fingers brushed Jiang Curly's hair, Jiang Yizhu continued: "It's just that you lie next to me and don't do anything, you can't do it." ”

Jiang Yizhu is completely in control of the home field, advancing and retreating in a certain way, and will not cross the last step at all.

But this makes people feel even more tormented.

Jiang Juan bit his lip and wanted to pull his hand, but his hand was very flexible and couldn't hold it.

Jiang Juan could only be in a passive state, guided by Jiang Yizhu's hand.

After a long time, Jiang Yizhu's hand finally stopped moving.

He asked the ginger roll, "Is it comfortable?" ”

Jiang Juan pursed his lips and didn't speak, his cheeks were extremely hot.

Needless to say, Jiang Yizhu also knew the answer.

It's just that it's not just her who is suffering, Jiang Yizhu pinched her hand and whispered in her ear: "You also use your hands...... Can you help me? ”

After that, it was a mess, and the ginger roll was muddy, as if the soul had been emptied.

Jiang Yizhu was very calm, and only when the final critical point came, did he lower his voice and snort twice.

He felt for the tissue on the bedside table, carefully cleaned it, and finally contentedly hugged the ginger roll and kissed her warm cheek.