The movie star is crying, the CEO sister loves me

After comforting Jiang Ci, Lin Xingcheng put down her phone. The barrage in the live broadcast room had already raised doubts, asking her what she was doing, why she didn't move or speak, etc.?

Lin Xingcheng could only explain that a friend called him just now, so he answered the phone.

After hearing this, it didn’t matter that the barrages were flowing. Only the account named "Jiang Ci 123" silently posted a sentence.

"Not a friend, just a boyfriend."

This sentence is mixed in with the numerous "It doesn't matter" barrages, and it seems to be out of place.

Lin Xingcheng was immediately amused by his childish behavior.

It seems like she hasn't officially agreed to him yet, right?

Does this make him a boyfriend?

He is so confident.

However, she should be lucky that he didn't get dizzy and use his big size to enter her live broadcast room, otherwise she wouldn't know how it would end.

……

Jiang Ci came early the next morning, and Lin Xingcheng just got up when he received the call.

She called the guards guarding the manor to open the passage. The outermost gate had an automatic face recognition device. Jiang Ci had not entered the information, so she needed to open the door manually.

Jiang Ci sat in the driver's seat, waiting for the door that was more than ten meters high to slowly open. Huaxi was originally a private residence, the road was smooth, and there was no traffic at all.

There were illegitimate fans following him when he went out, but Jiang Ci deliberately took a detour in the city and lost them immediately.

Although they couldn't enter Huaxi Manor, Jiang Ci still didn't want those people to know that he was here to avoid unnecessary trouble.

The housekeeper had been waiting outside the door after receiving Lin Xingcheng's call. He was also surprised. After all, this was the first time that his own lady had let an outsider come over, except Miss Luozheng.

When he saw the boy getting out of the car, the housekeeper lightly pumped the air conditioner on the first floor. This was the first time he saw someone who was not inferior to the eldest young master and the second young master in appearance and temperament, and he understood immediately.

However, the butler has been at Huaxi Manor for so long and has received strict training. He is also a person who has seen the world. His actions, tone and demeanor when treating guests are all very well understood.

He walked to the car, bent down and said respectfully.

"Hello Mr. Jiang, the lady is already waiting for you inside."

Jiang Ci nodded and said "thank you" politely, then raised his head and glanced at the large building in front of him. It was a three-story white European-style building that looked a bit like a castle.

The housekeeper took Jiang Ci all the way to the garden. Lin Xingcheng specially asked people to send breakfast here today. I don’t know what happened recently. The flowers in the garden were blooming like crazy. They thought they would be with Jiang Ci then. Eat together and enjoy the flower view.

Lin Xingcheng was a little lazy in the morning. He lay on the leisure wicker chair and could rock up and down without exerting any force. The breeze blew through the lotus pond and was very comfortable.

There was crisp water and sweet chirping of birds in the garden, and the early morning sun shone on her face from the side, making her feel warm and itchy. After only a few minutes of waiting, she almost fell asleep.

Sensing a shadow shaking on his face, Lin Xingcheng opened his eyes slightly and saw a white and delicate palm. It was very large and slender. Each finger was like a natural work of art, so graceful that Marvel.

Covering her face with her hands, Lin Xingcheng unconsciously stretched out her hand to hold it in her hand. Then she saw Jiang Ci standing beside her, looking down at her, and beside her was the housekeeper with his hands bowed.

"Miss, Mr. Jiang is here," the housekeeper reminded with a smile.

Lin Xingcheng was shocked, and quickly pushed Jiang Ci's hand away, sat up and elegantly gathered her long hair, and said softly:

"Okay, you go down first."

After receiving the order, the butler bent down and turned away, leaving space for them.

Lin Xingcheng sat up straight. Seeing Jiang Ci still standing aside, he said, "Sit down."

Jiang Ci did not sit down, but walked to her side and raised his hand to touch her forehead very naturally.

"It's a bit hot." He followed the temperature in his palm and said.

Lin Xingcheng smiled and looked up at him: "It's because of the sun just now, not because of the fever."

Then she took his hand and made him sit next to her: "You came so early, you must have not had breakfast. Is there anything you want to eat?"

There were many breakfast cakes, sandwiches, etc. on the small table, as well as two glasses of milk.

Although the two have not met each other in the past few days, they have begun to care about each other on WeChat. They are no different from young lovers who are dating. The relationship between a boy and a girl is just a matter of words to each other.

Jiang Ci's 1.9-meter body was stunned by her light and casual pull, and she sat down on the chair obediently.

Lin Xingcheng's fingers were green and green, and there was no jewelry on her wrists. They were as white and delicate as mutton-fat jade.

Jiang Ci stretched out his hand and grabbed it with his fingers, and asked directly: "Is what you said before true?"

Lin Xingcheng didn't take away his hand, and could only ask deliberately with a smile: "What did you say? I don't remember."

Jiang Ci frowned and pinched her finger sockets, with a somewhat aggrieved tone: "Red Star Night, you said you would tell me the answer when we meet next time. Sister, are you lying to me?"

Another foul, calling her sister again.

on purpose.

"Then what if I said that I just had no choice but to coax you to go to work?" Lin Xingcheng looked at him quietly, deliberately speaking in a calm tone, which sounded a little cruel.

Jiang Ci lowered his eyes and whispered, "You can lie to me."

Lin Xingcheng laughed and asked him: "Why?"

Jiang Ci raised his head, his eyes were as deep as a cold pool, and their color was very dark. In the flickering eyes, there seemed to be countless love threads, complicated and subtle, and the tear stains were red.

He said this.

"You lied to me, and I was happy too."

Lin Xingcheng was startled. She now understood why there is such a thing as a love brain in this world. People are emotional animals and cannot resist sweet words.

What's more, Jiang Ci looks like a monster with a stunningly handsome face that is comparable to Nuwa's masterpiece.

It makes absolutely no sense.

Lin Xingcheng's heartbeat couldn't help but accelerate, and her face felt a little warm when he stared at her. She was not a shy person, after all, she had thought clearly these days.

Since we both have feelings for each other, it’s okay to try it out together. To be successful in life, you need to be happy.

Human life is not long. If you can be with the person you like, Lin Xingcheng thinks it is very good.

"What if I'm not in good health and I get sick often in the future?" Lin Xingcheng was soft, with gleaming eyes and a delicate voice.

After saying that, I felt a little pretentious.

What happened to her? Could it be that love can really bring down one’s wits?

Jiang Ci suddenly stood up and hugged her. His arms were so big that Lin Xingcheng looked very petite when she was wrapped in his arms.

"Don't get sick again." He said in her ear.

"You said you won't get sick if you don't get sick?" Lin Xingcheng smiled.

"Yes, that's what I said." Jiang Ci whispered, very seriously.

The corners of Lin Xingcheng's mouth raised, and she grabbed his clothes with her hands. After a while, she suddenly started to ask without looking back:

"Then I have mysophobia and I don't allow you to get close to other girls, even when filming. Will you bother me?"

Jiang Ci laughed in a low voice, which made Lin Xingcheng a little angry. She lightly hit his back with her hand, warning him to be more serious.

He said: "No, I have never filmed this kind of movie, except for "Teenage Dream"."

Lin Xingcheng thought for a while, and it was indeed true. The kind of movies made by Jiang Ci were all male protagonists, and the heroines were all accessories. At most, they could give a hug. However, "Teenage Dream" is a youth literary film that pays attention to pure beauty. There are no intimate scenes.

The garden was quiet except for the sound of two people.

"What about later?"

"Never again."

"Then you are such an unprofessional actor."

"Well, Director Wan Lihong once said that excellent films do not necessarily involve romance."

Lin Xingcheng didn't believe it and said with a smile: "Have they ever said that?"

Jiang Ci: "Yes."