Three points of sugar

Chapter 1

It rained heavily for two consecutive days in the capital, like silver needles hitting the ground, the icy cold resounded, densely filled with a penetrating coolness.

After Yu Xia attended the dinner hosted by Huasheng Group and Kobayashi returned to the hotel, it was already after eleven o'clock in the evening, wearing a single tulle skirt, and his back was cold.

Xiao Lin quickly took out the room card from his bag, and the presidential suite "ding", Xiao Lin pushed open the door, "Sister Xia Xia, please go in and take a hot bath, you should go to bed early, tomorrow morning at five minutes past seven, I will I'll bring you breakfast, and we're going back to Jiangcheng at [-]:[-], and there will be a new entertainment variety show recording in the afternoon."

"Understood." Yu Xia took the room card from Xiao Lin's hand with a low and hoarse voice.

The announcement from the capital came to an end, during which time she basically only slept for four or five hours a day.He was obviously sleepy, but as soon as he closed his eyes, that resolute and evil face appeared in his mind.

Shen Zhiliang would naturally attend such a large-scale banquet, not to mention that the entertainment investment accounted for the largest proportion in this drama.

At the banquet, he was dressed in a neat blue suit, calm and unrestrained, and smiled recklessly with his arms around Qin Miao's waist.The peach blossom eyes were deep and bright, hiding a gentle gentleman's smile, and carefully helped Qin Miao block the three glasses of wine from Boss Shenghua.

At the dinner, every entertainer attended and dressed up carefully.But Yu Xia always felt that Shen Zhiliang was the most shining person at the banquet.Otherwise, with people coming and going, why would she always see him smiling gently.

But that person never saw her in his eyes.

Yu Xia opened his eyes, took a cup of hot water and applied it to his face, disturbing his thoughts.

Since Song Yanchu's wedding, she and Shen Zhiliang hadn't seen each other for four months.

Presumably, Shen Zhiliang had forgotten who she was.

The water temperature turned cold, Yu Xia came out of the bathtub, took a bath towel from the shelf and tied it around her body.Pushing open the bathroom door, her bare thin shoulders felt densely hot. The temperature in the living room rose. She frowned and adjusted the temperature back to normal.

Turning on the TV, Yu Xia put a mask on her face, and heard the doorbell ring.

Xiao Lin's voice came in, "Sister Xia Xia, are you asleep?"

Yu Xia got up and walked towards the door, "It's so late, what else is there?"

Opening the door, Xiao Lin stood at the door, with messy hair, wearing Donald Duck pajamas, holding a computer in his hand, "Sister Xia Xia, brother Liu called me just now, saying that the online drama filmed last year will be aired on May [-]nd ahead of schedule." Out, brother Liu asked you to post more updates on Weibo."

Yu Xia patted the mask, and said tiredly, "Can't you send it out tomorrow?"

"Sister Xia Xia, you haven't posted a post for a week. Brother Liu urged you yesterday, but you were running publicity all day yesterday, and now you post one at noon tomorrow." Xiao Lin said in a long-winded manner. With a big push, I pushed the computer to her, "Here are some photos of dresses that I have refined. Sister Xia Xia, please choose one, and then post a selfie on Weibo."

Yu Xia glanced at the picture casually, "Send me any picture you want." After speaking, he turned and closed the door.

Xiao Lin was still shouting outside the door, "Sister Xia Xia, please post it as soon as possible. Brother Liu said that the studio will repost it!"

Yu Xia took off the mask, "Got it!"

The phone screen on the coffee table lit up, and Xiao Lin's picture was sent.

Yu Xia picked up her phone, straightened her half-dried hair, and took a selfie without makeup.

what to write...

Facing the text box, Yu Xia paused and rang.

Just after organizing the sentence, the doorbell rang again, interrupting his thoughts.Yu Xia frowned slightly, walked over and unscrewed the door unhappily, "If there is anything else, I can't..."

Her voice stopped abruptly.

The wind coming in from the corridor was icy cold, seeping through her slender shoulder blades, and the air-conditioning carried a strong smell of alcohol and cigarettes.

Shen Zhiliang was very drunk, his peach blossom eyes were deep and wild, staring at her fair little face.She lowered her head slightly, and her eyes full of presence fell, passing by her fair collarbone and her body wrapped in a bath towel inch by inch.

　I'm back, I'm back, the plot starts four months after Zhou Hao, Song Yanchu's wedding, probably in March.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)