Is Queen of the Movies open today?

Chen Xing set up the camera, quietly but eagerly waiting for the sound of the door lock, the air was silent, Jiang Fengting was more nervous than him.

For the first time in his life, he used this exaggerated ceremony to express his love to a woman. His tense palms were sweating, his throat was rolling up and down uncontrollably, he didn't even dare to breathe hard, for fear that he would listen There was no sound of the door opening.

The chest seemed to be imprisoned by something, it was stiff and hot, his whole arm seemed to be unable to move, and the oxygen inhaled into his lungs also lost its effect, and he felt that he was so nervous that he was about to suffocate.

Finally, after 3 long minutes passed, he faintly heard the "ding" sound of the elevator door opening. Then, the door lock turned and Ding Ruo's voice sounded.

"Sister Xia Xi, your makeup is all gone, should you touch up your makeup?"

"What makeup should I do when I get home?" Xia Xi looked puzzled.

"Beautiful makeup remover, I'm in a good mood." As he spoke, Ding Ruo took out air cushion and loose powder from her bag, specially helped her touch up her makeup, and then opened the door.

She is naturally beautiful, even without makeup.

Jiang Feng stopped thinking, the door was opened, Xia Xi walked in, but Ding Ruo just stood behind her and smiled, she was about to touch the light switch, but the colorful lights turned on first.

Xia Xi froze for a moment, looking at the flowers and light pink balloons in the room against the light, her head froze for half a second, until Jiang Feng stopped in front of her.

"Xia Xi." He stretched out his hand to hold her, and pulled her into the living room. Ding Ruo followed behind and closed the door, watching all this with his face in his hands, as if he had reached a climax while watching a drama, with a gradually excited expression on his face.

The two of them settled in the middle of the bouquet. Xia Xi fixed her gaze, only to see that he was wearing a suit solemnly. I don't know if it was because he was wearing too little, and his hands were a little cold.

"Didn't you ask me before why I only chose you? I think I can give you the answer now." He took her two hands. When will we meet?"

"In the hotel, I'll knock on the door of your room." Xia Xi answered after drooping her eyes in thought.

"It was 17 years ago, in front of a small building in your hometown."

Xia Xi froze for a moment, and looked at him with wide eyes, his expression full of surprise.

Not only her, but Chen Xing and Ding Ruo beside her were also stunned.

Chen Xing held his breath, the camera got closer, and his heart beat wildly.

big news!big news!
"There was a child locked in the attic. You found him by accident and gave him half of the watermelon. After that, you became each other's best friends." He paused, his tone was sincere, and his clear voice lingered in her ears , "Xia Xi, that child is me."

Xia Xi frowned, she had forgotten a lot of previous things, including the child in the attic, but at the moment under his gaze, fragments of memory flashed in her mind, allowing her to vaguely see the boy's face .

That sincerity and timidity, like a young animal in the forest seeing a stranger, the dark pupils are particularly moving, and the face is as white as porcelain, no matter how real, she can't remember it.

"I recognized you, and the hotel recognized you that night." Jiang Feng stopped bending his lips as if asking for credit, "But you didn't recognize me, and you even forgot about me."

"I didn't mean it." Xia Xi said, her voice getting smaller and smaller. She really didn't mean it, but if she forgot, she just forgot.

"It's okay, you fell in love with me again, but you haven't forgotten." He stretched out his hand and stroked her face, "I love you Xia Xi, from the summer when I was ten years old, to the end of my life."

"I love you too." Before he could propose, Xia Xi confessed his love first, Jiang Feng was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help laughing.

"I haven't said anything yet." As he spoke, he slightly bent his knees, half-kneeled on the ground, took out the velvet box, opened it, and under the light of the small laser light inside, the diamond inlaid in the center of the ring was shining brightly, reflecting the Fragmented Prism.

This ring has a unique design, as if the two ends of the ring are entangled, and the end point cannot be found.

"Xia Xi, are you willing to marry me and become Mrs. Jiang?"

What an old-fashioned line, but the eyes of the two watching the theater on both sides were wet. Xia Xi's teary eyes were shining, she paused for two seconds, and handed him her hand.

"I am willing."

Jiang Feng stopped putting the ring on her middle finger, stood up, clasped her ring-wearing hand tightly with one hand, stroked the side of her face with the other, lowered his head, and kissed her gently.

Chen Xing almost cried out from his nose to tears.

This feeling is very similar to that of an old father watching his son grow up to marry a wife and have children. The more he watched, the more moved he was, and the tears fell down.

Xia Xi wore a ring and was held by him. She was wearing a long flowing dress that day. Ding Ruo specially helped her take off the down jacket before entering the door. The balcony window was half open, and the breeze blew in, blowing her skirt , the two walked towards the window, as if rushing out of a dream.

Chen Xing froze for a moment, got up slightly, and followed them to move the camera.

The window on the balcony was big, and almost the entire wall was covered with windows. She was wearing thin clothes, so Jiang Feng closed the window immediately, and pointed out the window with her finger.

Xia Xi's gaze followed, and thousands of fireworks exploded in the distant sky, illuminating the night sky. I don't know how many fireworks were blooming in the night.

She looked at the fireworks, and he turned to look at her. The light from the fireworks blasted her pretty side face, which was extraordinarily beautiful, like a dream.

The moment the fireworks ended, the surprise in Xia Xi's eyes hadn't dissipated. She turned her head to look at Jiang Fengting, only to find that his eyes were burning, and his gaze was always on her face.

He touched her chin with his fingers, brought her cheek towards him, lowered his head, and kissed her on the lips.

At this moment, Chen Xing showed the level of a professional cameraman, and took a surround shot with the camera on his shoulder.

After the surprise, Ding Ruo pressed to turn on the light, and the two walked away with the camera on their shoulders.

The room is stable, and the whole living room smells like flowers.

"You have discussed it a long time ago, right?" Xia Xi recalled, only to realize that this day was specially arranged by them.

Although she had known about such a thing for a long time, she was still surprised when it happened suddenly in front of her.

"Great opportunities should not be wasted." He proposed to Jiang Fengchi through this performance, and he would also like to thank Jiang Fengchi.

"Then what to do with the flowers and balloons all over the floor now?" Xia Xi laughed, beauty is beauty, but she didn't want to walk on tiptoe in the living room every day.

"Chen Xing will come over to deal with it tomorrow." Jiang Feng paused and bent his lips, and picked out a freshly opened flower bouquet from the ground, with clear water droplets hanging on the plump petals. Xia Xi lowered her eyes and saw clearly Variety of flowers.

It turned out to be a double-petalled eustoma, bred in a cool light gray-green color, covering a room, and it was too beautiful to behold.

Lisianthus is not an expensive variety, but it takes a lot of effort to cover a large living room.

Pure, innocent, beautiful, moving, full of emotion.Sincere and unchanging love.

The language of flowers is so delicate.

The two started to go upstairs, and Xia Xi saw that the two sides of the stairs to the door of the bedroom were also covered with gray-green lisianthus.

She stepped among the flowers, and her white skirt hung down on the flowers, like a fairy who had just landed in the world.

Pushing open the bedroom door, Xia Xi pressed the button to turn on the light, and a bunch of lisianthus lied quietly on the bed, simply tied with a light colored ribbon.

A few green flower branches lay so quietly on her light-colored quilt, quiet and clear.

Xia Xi turned her eyes and looked at Jiang Fengting who was standing beside her. He bent his lips and smiled, seemingly explaining unintentionally.

"I don't know if you would like to pretend to be the same as the living room, so I only put these few."

Besides, if the scent of flowers is too strong, it is easy to suffer from insomnia, so it is better to decorate the bedroom lightly.

"Thank you, I like it very much." She stretched out her hand to caress the side of his face, her eyes were calm and gentle, with bright stars shining.

Feeling her gentle touch, he actually felt a certain kind of dependent emotion for a moment.

"Xia Xi, did I tell you? I love you very much."

"I said it." She smiled with curved lips, showing her white teeth, and her tenderness made it hard for him to restrain himself.

"I love you." He stretched out his hand, pressed the turned on light off again, reached out to touch her face, moved closer to her face, and repeated in a low voice, "Today is more than yesterday, and tomorrow is more than today." , day after day.”

He bowed his head to kiss her, the night was quiet outside the window, she responded softly, and took off his suit.

He hugged her, leaned back, and landed on the soft quilt. The flower in the middle was slightly stirred by the remaining force, and two petals fell down. He reached out and transferred the bouquet to the bedside table. He stroked her hair in a bun, pulled the hair tie aside, scattered the full waterfall of blue hair, and the hair tie fell on his wrist, and he softly called her name, every word and every word, engraved in his heart.

When it comes to love, you can only know the taste by eating the marrow.

The night was deep and long, approaching the end of the year, the temperature rose a bit, but Jiang Fengchi felt like he was in an ice cellar.

If he can comfort himself with all the above, then the two embrace and kiss in front of him, hold hands wearing rings and snuggle together to watch the fireworks all over the sky, the light is reflected on their faces, the expressions of happiness and joy, love even To burst out of the eye.

He gripped the mouse tightly, his knuckles were blue and white.

"Snapped"!
A high-quality mouse was destroyed in this way, the sharp gash penetrated into his flesh, and the blood dripped down, which made him regain his composure.

Jiang Fengchi raised his hand and threw away the mouse, took out a tissue from the side, and casually wiped the blood on his hands.

The light in the living room was still on, but there was no more sound.

He reached out to close the computer, leaned against the back of the chair and closed his eyes, calming down in the dark for a long time.

"Come in."

Hearing the sir's call, Zhou Chen didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly opened the door to enter the study.

"I will start preparing for what I have told you."

"Yes, sir."

Zhou Chen responded and left the villa, Jiang Fengchi was still sitting in the study room, the door was closed, the lights were not turned on, the room was deserted, he was staring at something, his expression was cold, his pupils were dark, there was a cold expression, but also urgent desire.

Intense and dead, he is two extremes.

Even in the quietest environment, he sat here without any waves, and the extremely agitated emotions in his heart seemed to tear him apart.