I like money, but God likes me

At first glance, Shard looks very calm, but if you look closely, you will find from some small details that she is actually a little nervous now.

Su Yue responded, and the other party looked at her with the corners of his lips raised reservedly.

"As a lover, what do I need to do now?"

The other party didn't seem to like the title of lover very much. The upward curve of the corners of his mouth was hidden again, and even his voice was cooler.

"As a lover, shouldn't you consciously please your sponsor?"

So, can't you say something nice to her?

After hearing her words, the screenwriter Yan Lianqing looked at lowered his head slightly and thought for a moment, then slowly raised his head and looked at her with a serious expression.

"I like you, are you happy with this?"

When she suddenly heard the confession, her heartbeat slowed down by half a beat, but after hearing the second half of the other person's words, her uneasy mood instantly cooled down.

"The next time you say something like this, it will be more effective if you don't add the second half of the sentence."

She patiently taught the other person to please her, but she didn't dare to think too much about how sincere the other person's words were.

Su Yue nodded, looking like she had been taught something.

The female CEO couldn't help but stood up suddenly and leaned over to her. She raised her hand and pressed the back of her head to her. The entanglement between her lips and teeth made her feel a little calmer.

The kiss didn't last long. She was trying to control her behavior. The other party didn't understand her thoughts yet. Of course, even if she said it, the other party might not believe it.

She wanted to prove it with her actions, and also wanted to rely on her own efforts to make the screenwriter really like her little by little.

Su Yue calmed down her breathing and touched her lips. They were only a little swollen, but the fierce posture of the other party just now seemed to mean that he wanted to devour her. Now the result is really good.

"What's wrong? Feel a little pain?"

When I saw the screenwriter touching her mouth with her hand, I thought she was kissing her, and I felt a little at a loss.

She was obviously very restrained, but who made the other person so kissable?

However, she was still very embarrassed about her Meng Lang. After taking a closer look and making sure that it was just a little swollen and not broken, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, it was not a big problem.

"It's okay, I'll let the doctor come and take a look at you."

As soon as she took out her cell phone from her pocket, the screenwriter reached out to stop her from dialing the doctor's number.

"It doesn't hurt. There's no need to call the doctor."

This minor injury healed when the doctor arrived and her lip healed.

Yan Lianqing took another look, then got up and went downstairs to get a bag of ice cream.

"I don't have an ice pack at home, why don't you use this to apply it?"

In her mind, cold compresses can reduce swelling at this time.

Su Yue glanced at the ice cream in her hand, and only wanted to eat it in her mind, so she nodded in agreement without hesitation.

When Shard handed her the ice cream, she opened the bag and ate it.

The female president was stunned for a moment, and then she seemed to have convinced herself that she didn't stop her.

Probably because the temperature of the ice cream acts as a cold compress anyway, and it doesn't matter whether it is eaten or used.

When she finished eating, the other party handed her a tissue at the right time.

As soon as she wiped it clean, Yan Lianqing reached out and touched her lips. The remaining warmth of the ice cream was still on her lips, which was ice cold.

She took a closer look again. Well, the swelling had gone down. It seemed that her idea was good.