Let's separate for the time being.
Jiang Nian on the sofa wrapped herself tightly in the blanket and shrank into a small ball. Her face was a little pale, and she even had light tears hanging. She lowered her eyes and didn't look at him, her voice was hoarse.
Yan Yu had never seen her as if she was about to break when touched. The sudden soreness from her chest made him feel helpless.
After a long silence, Yan Yu bent down and approached her and raised his hand.
Jiang Nian seemed to want to avoid his touch, turned her head, and her long black hair covered her face.
Yan Yu's hand just fell gently on top of her head: OK, but he didn't know how to rub it skillfully: If you wish.
Jiang Nian bit her lip, and a chill appeared in her heart. It was clearly the separation she proposed, but now she was a little panicked.
Habits are really scary things.
She avoided his hands, pulled the sides of the blanket with both hands to prevent it from sliding off, got up from the sofa, her two fair and slender legs were exposed, she was not wearing shoes, and the coolness on the ground made her shudder for a moment.
Yan Yu suddenly reached out and pressed her back to the sofa. The blanket was scattered, his delicate and white body was exposed to the air, and his fair skin had traces of love.
The sudden sense of shame made Jiang Nian's eyes red instantly.
Yan Yu in front of him bent down, and she closed her eyes gently, as if she could be at his mercy.
And suddenly my body was wrapped in warmth.
Yan Yu wrapped the blanket for him again. She looked up at him, but saw that there seemed to be a trace of helplessness in his always cold eyes. He said: The ground is cold, wear shoes.
Then he straightened up and turned away: I'll get it.
Jiang Nian, who had put on her shoes, went to Yanyu to get a casual outfit in the fitting room that she prepared separately for her.
The clothes were prepared by Yan Yu asked his assistant, and they were all brands she often bought.
While looking for clothes, she saw a model posing in the fitting room with a globally limited dress.
A week ago, she mentioned to Yan Yu casually when she was brushing Ins, this skirt must look good when I wear it, and today she appeared here.
At that time, he just tapped the keyboard with his fingers. Hearing him, he glanced at her mobile phone screen and said lightly: Well, that's good.
Jiang Nian was confused when she looked at the dress and her thoughts were a little confused.
Walking out of the bedroom, Yan Yu was sitting quietly on the sofa smoking. His hair was a little messy, wearing a dark gray home clothes, with a little low neckline, revealing his beautiful collarbone, and his head was hanging down and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Even though Jiang Nian has been in the entertainment industry for many years and has seen countless beautiful faces, it is undeniable that Yan Yu's face cannot find any flaws. It is exquisite and angular, and the ends of his eyes are slightly raised. The face that should have looked too beautiful and romantic is everywhere, and there are signals that no one should be close to him.
Hearing her coming out, Yan Yu looked at her, reached out and pressed the cigarette out, stood up and picked up the coat on the back of the sofa: I'll take you back.
I think Yan Yu doesn’t remember that she also bought an apartment downstairs. After all, she either lived here or went back to the villa area near the company.
If you don’t bother Mr. Yan, I will live downstairs and will not go back to the company, for fear of paparazzi taking pictures.
As she said that, she took her bag and left, but was stopped by Yan Yu: Jiang Nian, and his voice paused: If you need any help in the future, you can contact me.
Don't worry.When he walked to the door, he seemed to remember something. Jiang Nian turned to look at him and smiled sincerely: I am really grateful for these years. I hope Mr. Yan... is happy every day.
The door was gently closed, and Yan Yu sat on the sofa and lit a cigarette, a little dazed.
Jiang Nian almost fell asleep when she got home, and before she even had time to change her clothes, she lay on the quilt and rolled herself up and fell asleep.
When I woke up again, it was the next evening. Jiang Nian went to the bathroom to take a shower with sleepy eyes.
Finally, he got into the quilt comfortably. There were no announcements in the past two days. Jiang Nian opened his phone to confirm his subsequent itinerary as usual, and then put it aside to fall asleep.
When he woke up again, it was completely dark outside the window, and Jiang Nian woke up by hunger.
I was browsing my phone to prepare for ordering food, but my phone rang. It was a hot search on Weibo forwarded by the agent, and the title was Jiang Nian and Song Yan's relationship was exposed.
The broker commented on this: I thought it was Song Yan's agency that was riding on the popularity, but it seemed that it was not.
Jiang Nian clicked on the tweet. The original p was an amateur account. First, he posted a few intense photos of two people kissing in the bar. The photos were blurry, but looking at the outline characteristics, he could clearly confirm that it was Jiang Nian and Song Yan.
But this is clearly the filming set. I don’t know which staff member took it secretly, and it really looks like that.
Then we list the same accessories for the two people, and then we extracted photos of the two people traveling together at the same time from various social platforms.
Jiang Nian called the economical person, but the call was quickly answered. The agent looked like a melon-eating tone: Is it true?
How is that possible.Jiang Nian was speechless.
I know the photo is on the set, the same style?
Can the endorsement you receive be considered the same?I bought the limited edition model from the designer I like myself, and it is also considered the same model?
Travel together?
I went there, and I went there with the man, but not with him, nor on a trip.
Ah... It sounds a little disappointed over there: I really think you two are quite suitable, and your public now will not have any impact on popularity.
Jiang Nian was speechless: Song Yan is still in the rising period, so the impact should be bad. Please make a public relations as soon as possible. Be good.
knew.
After hanging up the phone, I saw a new friend application on WeChat, which was Song Yan.
Two hours later, the doorbell rang, Jiang Nian opened the door, and Song Yan lazily leaned against the door and was carrying a takeaway in his hand.
Seeing her, Song Yan curled his lips: Teacher Jiang, you ordered fried chicken beer.
Jiang Nian on the sofa wrapped herself tightly in the blanket and shrank into a small ball. Her face was a little pale, and she even had light tears hanging. She lowered her eyes and didn't look at him, her voice was hoarse.
Yan Yu had never seen her as if she was about to break when touched. The sudden soreness from her chest made him feel helpless.
After a long silence, Yan Yu bent down and approached her and raised his hand.
Jiang Nian seemed to want to avoid his touch, turned her head, and her long black hair covered her face.
Yan Yu's hand just fell gently on top of her head: OK, but he didn't know how to rub it skillfully: If you wish.
Jiang Nian bit her lip, and a chill appeared in her heart. It was clearly the separation she proposed, but now she was a little panicked.
Habits are really scary things.
She avoided his hands, pulled the sides of the blanket with both hands to prevent it from sliding off, got up from the sofa, her two fair and slender legs were exposed, she was not wearing shoes, and the coolness on the ground made her shudder for a moment.
Yan Yu suddenly reached out and pressed her back to the sofa. The blanket was scattered, his delicate and white body was exposed to the air, and his fair skin had traces of love.
The sudden sense of shame made Jiang Nian's eyes red instantly.
Yan Yu in front of him bent down, and she closed her eyes gently, as if she could be at his mercy.
And suddenly my body was wrapped in warmth.
Yan Yu wrapped the blanket for him again. She looked up at him, but saw that there seemed to be a trace of helplessness in his always cold eyes. He said: The ground is cold, wear shoes.
Then he straightened up and turned away: I'll get it.
Jiang Nian, who had put on her shoes, went to Yanyu to get a casual outfit in the fitting room that she prepared separately for her.
The clothes were prepared by Yan Yu asked his assistant, and they were all brands she often bought.
While looking for clothes, she saw a model posing in the fitting room with a globally limited dress.
A week ago, she mentioned to Yan Yu casually when she was brushing Ins, this skirt must look good when I wear it, and today she appeared here.
At that time, he just tapped the keyboard with his fingers. Hearing him, he glanced at her mobile phone screen and said lightly: Well, that's good.
Jiang Nian was confused when she looked at the dress and her thoughts were a little confused.
Walking out of the bedroom, Yan Yu was sitting quietly on the sofa smoking. His hair was a little messy, wearing a dark gray home clothes, with a little low neckline, revealing his beautiful collarbone, and his head was hanging down and he didn't know what he was thinking.
Even though Jiang Nian has been in the entertainment industry for many years and has seen countless beautiful faces, it is undeniable that Yan Yu's face cannot find any flaws. It is exquisite and angular, and the ends of his eyes are slightly raised. The face that should have looked too beautiful and romantic is everywhere, and there are signals that no one should be close to him.
Hearing her coming out, Yan Yu looked at her, reached out and pressed the cigarette out, stood up and picked up the coat on the back of the sofa: I'll take you back.
I think Yan Yu doesn’t remember that she also bought an apartment downstairs. After all, she either lived here or went back to the villa area near the company.
If you don’t bother Mr. Yan, I will live downstairs and will not go back to the company, for fear of paparazzi taking pictures.
As she said that, she took her bag and left, but was stopped by Yan Yu: Jiang Nian, and his voice paused: If you need any help in the future, you can contact me.
Don't worry.When he walked to the door, he seemed to remember something. Jiang Nian turned to look at him and smiled sincerely: I am really grateful for these years. I hope Mr. Yan... is happy every day.
The door was gently closed, and Yan Yu sat on the sofa and lit a cigarette, a little dazed.
Jiang Nian almost fell asleep when she got home, and before she even had time to change her clothes, she lay on the quilt and rolled herself up and fell asleep.
When I woke up again, it was the next evening. Jiang Nian went to the bathroom to take a shower with sleepy eyes.
Finally, he got into the quilt comfortably. There were no announcements in the past two days. Jiang Nian opened his phone to confirm his subsequent itinerary as usual, and then put it aside to fall asleep.
When he woke up again, it was completely dark outside the window, and Jiang Nian woke up by hunger.
I was browsing my phone to prepare for ordering food, but my phone rang. It was a hot search on Weibo forwarded by the agent, and the title was Jiang Nian and Song Yan's relationship was exposed.
The broker commented on this: I thought it was Song Yan's agency that was riding on the popularity, but it seemed that it was not.
Jiang Nian clicked on the tweet. The original p was an amateur account. First, he posted a few intense photos of two people kissing in the bar. The photos were blurry, but looking at the outline characteristics, he could clearly confirm that it was Jiang Nian and Song Yan.
But this is clearly the filming set. I don’t know which staff member took it secretly, and it really looks like that.
Then we list the same accessories for the two people, and then we extracted photos of the two people traveling together at the same time from various social platforms.
Jiang Nian called the economical person, but the call was quickly answered. The agent looked like a melon-eating tone: Is it true?
How is that possible.Jiang Nian was speechless.
I know the photo is on the set, the same style?
Can the endorsement you receive be considered the same?I bought the limited edition model from the designer I like myself, and it is also considered the same model?
Travel together?
I went there, and I went there with the man, but not with him, nor on a trip.
Ah... It sounds a little disappointed over there: I really think you two are quite suitable, and your public now will not have any impact on popularity.
Jiang Nian was speechless: Song Yan is still in the rising period, so the impact should be bad. Please make a public relations as soon as possible. Be good.
knew.
After hanging up the phone, I saw a new friend application on WeChat, which was Song Yan.
Two hours later, the doorbell rang, Jiang Nian opened the door, and Song Yan lazily leaned against the door and was carrying a takeaway in his hand.
Seeing her, Song Yan curled his lips: Teacher Jiang, you ordered fried chicken beer.
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