CHAPTER XXII
Two more.
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Zhao Wuyue hugged him and walked to the sofa.
Putting Cheng Su on the sofa, she stood aside and stared quietly.
From the first day she stepped into the entertainment industry, Zhao Wuyue had already laid the bottom line and would not touch any man in the circle.
Even if a popular male star comes to the door and is willing to hype up the scandal between the two and raise the topic, she will refuse to do so.
For Cheng Su in front of him, even if he dedicates himself to it, Zhao Wuyue will not have the slightest good impression.
Her purpose of getting drunk with Cheng Su was to just take pictures of his ugliness from beginning to end, send it to him to appreciate it, and let him sit on pins and needles for a while.
"Click, click, click......"
Zhao Wuyue took out her phone from her bag and took two high-definition photos of Cheng Su.
It's more than enough to pick out a random photo and act as a phone wallpaper.
It's just a little astringent.
Zhao Wuyue was not addicted to it, so she changed the angle and clicked a dozen or so shots.
A quarter of an hour later.
Zhao Wuyue looked at the photos on her phone, her eyebrows slowly wrinkled, and she always felt that she couldn't achieve the effect she expected.
I thought about it for a moment.
She sat down in front of Cheng Su, lifted Cheng Su's arm, hugged her neck tightly, and deliberately put on an intimate posture.
And under the coma, Cheng Su's head was impartial, just falling on her shoulder, the two were very close to each other, and they could hear each other's heartbeats.
Zhao Wuyue unbuttoned Cheng Su's first shirt, and finally found the right angle to take a photo of the two.
"Presumably, when Cheng Su sees the photo I sent him in a few days, he will be ashamed and eager to find a crack in the ground to get into, right?"
Zhao Wuyue thought in her heart, and the corners of her mouth slowly curled.
At this time, a burst of man's body fragrance poured into his nose, but it was not an ordinary perfume smell, nor was it the smell of shampoo.
The smell emanating from Cheng Su's body is more like a natural body fragrance, making her feel as if she is in the midst of flowers, and she is relaxed and happy.
Unconsciously.
She was a little greedy, immersed in savoring, and a sickly flush flashed on her pretty face.
A few minutes later.
Zhao Wuyue walked to the sink, cold water rushed down from the top of his head, and a pair of delicate eyes slowly returned to their clear color.
She returned to Cheng Su and looked at the man curled up on the sofa, her eyes gradually becoming complicated......
Within this decade.
Zhao Wuyue thought that she had let go of this man.
Seeing him this time is just revenge for the past.
Now I realize that if I had let go of him, I would not have coveted his body like this.
It's just that for a long time, her feelings for Cheng Su have changed from love to hate.
"Water ......"
There was a murmur from the man beside him.
Zhao Wuyue was silent and poured him a glass of warm water.
But the man in front of him had lost his ability to move, and Zhao Wuyue helped him up, holding a small spoon, and feeding it into his mouth little by little.
After drinking half a glass of water, the confusion in Cheng Su's eyes decreased slightly.
Zhao Wuyue just wanted to put him down, but felt that the corner of his clothes was pulled by him.
Turning around, Cheng Su actually smiled at her.
Zhao Wuyue was stunned for an instant, and Cheng Su, who laughed, was simply an immortal who had fallen into the mortal world by mistake, so handsome that the woman was powerless to resist.
"Yan, I still want to drink water, you add a little honey to it......"
Cheng Su's words came from his ears.
Zhao Wuyue was stunned for a second, her face slowly sank, and she shook off Cheng Su's palm that held the corner of her clothes.
Maybe it's because of drinking a little lukewarm water.
Zhao Wuyue suddenly saw that Cheng Su's eyes were clear for a while, and his eyes regained focus.
"Hmm......"
He clutched his forehead in pain, his eyes fell on the messy shirt and the unbuttoned buttons, and his face suddenly turned pale.
"You...... You're ...... me."
Cheng Suyao pointed at Zhao Wuyue, and his arm trembled.
Finally, he lay weakly on the sofa, his eyes were like dead ashes, and two lines of tears slipped down his sideburns, completely wetting the red back cushion underneath.
"Cheng Su, I didn't go that far with you."
Seeing this, Zhao Wuyue didn't have to guess to know that Cheng Su had misunderstood her, so she explained at this time.
One second.
Two seconds.
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Ten seconds passed.
Zhao Wuyue stared straight at Cheng Su, he still didn't say a word, just silently shed tears, and a dark water stain appeared under his back.
"I'll give you fifty million! You forget about tonight! I won't pass it on either! God knows this, you know and I know! ”
She was ready to admit it and throw a sky-high bargaining chip.
Zhao Wuyue thought that Cheng Su would gladly accept it.
But at this time, he saw that Cheng Su's eyes were unmoved, but he gritted his silver teeth, slowly stood up, and walked towards the door of the box.
Zhao Wuyue did not stop it.
But Cheng Su only took two steps, and the strong alcohol recurred, her eyes closed, her body staggered, and she fell limply in front of her.
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Meanwhile.
Lin family villa, top floor balcony.
Lin Yan looked up at the stars, and gradually lost his mind.
The stars hung high and shimmered like jewels.
sketched Wei Chun's appearance for a while.
But after a while, it was replaced by Cheng Su.
The back and forth conversion has been lost to countless times.
"Sister! It's late at night, and you've got to work tomorrow......"
Behind him came my sister's voice.
Lin Yan came back to his senses and saw Lin Mo holding a coat and gently draped it behind her.
"You go to sleep first, I'm waiting for a call from someone." Lin Yan replied slowly.
"Cheng Su?"
Lin Mo asked rhetorically.
Lin Yan frowned and fell silent.
Lin Mo knew in his heart that his sister must be hiding something from her.
Most likely about Cheng Su.
"Sister, Cheng Su suffers from severe depression, and the doctor said that he can't be stimulated too much, otherwise he is prone to suicidal impulses."
"Hmm."
Lin Yan nodded, his expression was like a pool of stagnant water, without any waves.
She has been with Cheng Su for the past few days, Cheng Su's performance is no different from ordinary people, and she has reason to suspect that Lin Mo wants to defend Cheng Su and deliberately fabricates lies.
Lin Mo pursed his lips, glanced at his sister beside him, and his words were a little cold.
"I advise you not to play with Cheng Su's feelings anymore, and you should break it. Even if it was really him who hired the murderer to kill Wei Chun, it would be more appropriate to hand it over to the arrest and disposal. ”
"Enough! Get the hell out of here. Lin Yan's expression changed several times, and finally replied sharply.
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Grand Hotel on the banks of the Seine.
It's late at night.