Gu Yingqing moved his head forward a little, covered his mouth, and brushed his hair against Lin Beiwang's face, he didn't dodge, closed his eyes.

The fragrance of the remnants of hair between the noses, mixed with the perfume smell that inexplicably fits her own temperament after fusing with body temperature.

It's like sitting in front of a warm fireplace on a winter day, with out-of-season summer flowers around you, and after being heated by the warm fire, the fragrance is fresh and warm.

The smell made Lin Beiwang feel dry, but he sighed again and again in his heart, missing the best time.

The tip of his tongue pressed against his teeth, and for a moment, he smiled helplessly: "God doesn't give face!"

Gu Yingqing grabbed his fingers into the hair roots, awkwardly pulled his messy long hair back, and inadvertently stepped back a little.

She hurriedly glanced at Lin Beiwang's face, her breathing involuntarily slowed down, lightened, and a smile pursed at the corner of her lips as a response to his words.

Lin Beiwang withdrew regretfully and leaned back into the seat.

There is no longer a rich and clear femininity on the tip of the nose, only the fragrance hanging on the air conditioning outlet, which is brought out by the warm breeze The smell of bergamot.

Lin Beiwang looked at her while pulling open the center console and taking out cigarettes and lighters from it.

The hotel was brightly lit, and the light entered the car, and Gu Yingqing could understand the content in his eyes.

The cold air of the rainy night kept coming in through the gap between the car doors, the heating was turned on in the mall, and when he came out of the movie theater, Gu Yingqing's coat was always in his hand, and he only wore a long-sleeved knitted skirt inside.

She had goosebumps on her body.

She laughed and said, "It's a little cold, I'll go up first."

Lin Beiwang looked at her and asked, "Do you want me to send you?"

She said, "Don't bother, it's hard to park."

Lin Beiwang saw that the parking space on the ground was full, but he could directly drive into the parking lot below and go upstairs from below.

But adult men and women, how could the other party not understand his hints, and how could he not understand the other party's rejection.

Lin Beiwang took a deep breath and chuckled, "Okay, good night."

Gu Yingqing smiled and waved, "Goodbye."

After getting out of the car, a few steps away, she didn't put on her coat anymore and walked quickly into the warm hotel lobby.

When passing through the revolving door, Gu Yingqing's smile gradually faded, and then disappeared.

She was extremely annoyed.

I'm annoyed that I don't have a feeling for the touch of the ambiguous object which I don't hate.

She blamed the gust of wind again, and if she hadn't sneezed from the cold, she might have tried kissing.

Lin Beiwang's image in her eyes is good, it is the type she has never been exposed to before, wearing a single earring and bone ring, not only does not look exaggerated, but also quite in line with his temperament.

Get along harmoniously, she thought.

Maybe it's because you've known each other for too short, so you can try again after a while.

She did psychological construction for herself all the way, but when she entered the hotel room, the room card *** card slot collapsed instantly, and she threw the door back hard.

The bag and coat fell to the ground.

She stood still, her hands in her hair, breathing urgently, panting, feeling ants crawling inside her, trying to ignore the tantrum, she clenched her trembling fingers, and kept walking back and forth to relieve it.

After a long time, she calmed down, took off her makeup, took a shower and went to bed step by step.

Before going to bed, remembering that she had forgotten to take her medicine, she rolled over from the bed and sat up, having an idea.

Or don't eat it?

If there is no abnormality, just quit.

Gu Yingqing poured back into the quilt.

The result is tossing and turning for half a night, falling asleep and waking up, falling asleep and waking up, and staying up until dawn before I fall asleep.

Near noon, Lin Beiwang called her and asked her to go to dinner together in the evening, saying that it was the investor that his second uncle had pulled for him.

Gu Yingqing remembered the phone call Lin Beiwang made in the car last night.

"I'm going? It doesn't seem necessary."

This seems to be Wu Yuewei's job.

Of course, Lin Beiwang said it, and Wu Yuewei also went.

He added: "Just go and play, I heard the assistant of the boss of Hengze mention that they like to collect paintings, just right."

Introductory acquaintance. It's not a bad thing for a painter to know a few collectors who appreciate him. And you're involved in the production of our films, so if you have any art-related questions, you can answer them and help you say a few words."

Lin Beiwang also said that she didn't know anyone else in Beicheng, and she didn't go out except for work, and she happened to participate in social interactions together.

Gu Yingqing thought that it would not be a bad thing to blend in with the crowd, so he agreed.

Lin Beiwang came to pick her up at night.

Gu Yingqing wore a peach pink coat, inside was a black low-cut wrap dress, printed on a black background, the skirt was draped and rippling, and the sleeve length just reached the forearm, revealing the thinnest part of the wrist.

Lin Beiwang leaned back in the chair, looked sideways at her, and said worriedly, "I regret it a little."

"Regret what?" Gu Yingqing is unknown.

"I'm sorry to call you," he said, starting the car, "You're so pretty, what if someone else takes a fancy to you?"

Gu Yingqing: "......"

After last night, it seems that the layer of window paper has been faintly cracked, and the relationship between the two is developing in that direction by default, and Lin Beiwang is even more unscrupulous when he says beautiful things.

To tell the truth, Gu Yingqing's scalp was a little fried, and she wanted to laugh again, the muscles at the corners of her mouth twitched, and she said, "I can only take care of myself if others can't take care of it."

Lin Beiwang asked her, "Did I have a little oil just now?"

Gu Yingqing couldn't hold back, and sneered: "It's okay, it's oily but not greasy."

"That's good," Lin Beiwang turned on the music, "What do you like to listen to?"

The atmosphere was much more relaxed, and Gu Yingqing said, "It's okay."

Lin Beiwang casually clicked on a Cantonese song list recommended by the software, which is Alan Tam's Chinese version of "Water Flowers".

At the climax of the song, Lin Beiwang sang a few words along: "This flying flower has fallen, the affection of the past has long been empty, this flowing water is rushing by, who can keep it for a moment...... I forgot the words later, hum hum ......."

He snorted two more words.

Lin Beiwang's singing is a bit out of tune, but his hoarse and somewhat rich voice is very special.

"My friend used to say that I sang a lot like Alan Tam, what do you think?"

Gu Yingqing smiled: "Is it the smoke version?"

"Uh-huh, adolescence is smoking."

"My friend has a favorite male idol who is smoky, saying that he usually drinks Moutai to maintain his smoky voice, and his singing is sexy."

"Am I sexy?".

「…… I haven't heard of it, I can't compare."

"It's a pity, I'm glad you haven't heard of it, I don't want to lose in front of you, and I usually drink Sprite 82 years old to maintain my cigarette throat." Lin Beiwang sat down and made a drinking motion.

Gu Yingqing grabbed the ground with his toes: "...... What a."

At the same time, the muffled laughter of the two of them resounded in the carriage.

The two talked and laughed all the way, and the car was parked in the open-air parking lot outside the lakeside building in Lanxi.

Every city has a gold cave in each city, which is big and winding inside, and the inside is like a garden.

At night, the lights are turned on, and I drive in all the way, and from time to time I see the beautiful yellow light, which shines through the Chinese building with black tiles in the wind blowing between the leaves and leaves.

The five-storey building is located at the highest point in Lanxi, and waiters in cheongsams lead them to the elevator.

Two or three men in front of them who had just met, chatting while walking, had just stopped in front of the elevator.

Gu Yingqing caught a familiar figure from those three backs.