After hidden marriage with the boss of the management [entertainment circle]

Dusk light did not arrive at the villa until eleven o'clock.

She delayed her work for two days and went to Linshan to help the non-profit organization communicate with the government. After the end, she immediately rushed to the other place for a meeting, and then returned to the company without stopping to complete the leftover work.

For these two days of rest, she hardly slept for several nights.

However, to Mu Qing's surprise, when she walked to the door, the light in the living room was still on.

This little yellow light seems to be the most inconspicuous spot in this luxurious villa area, but it is like a candle in winter, igniting all the warmth in Mu Qing's heart.

Someone is waiting for her to come home.

This is a feeling I haven't had in many years.

Mu Muqing was brought up by her grandma since she was a child. There are servants and nanny at home. Even if she comes home late, there will be a driver to pick her up.Sometimes sitting in the car, seeing the lights of thousands of houses on the side of the road and the students riding their bikes home together, Mu Qing always thinks that when those students walk to the door, they hear the sound of the TV from home and their mother " You are back" laughter, it should be a very happy thing.

She likes the little happiness in this ordinary life.

Just like this moment.

"Peach?"

Mu Mu opened the door lightly, her movements were very light and her voice was very low, after calling Zhi Tao, there was no answer from the entrance.

Probably asleep.

Mu Mu lightly glanced at the watch, it was already eleven o'clock, the agreed ten o'clock, but because the driver was not familiar with the road, it was an hour late.

She took off her coat, hung up her bag and coat, then took off her high-heeled shoes and put on comfortable slippers. She was about to go upstairs through the living room, but found a person lying on the sofa.

"Peach?"

Twilight hurried over.

Although it was spring, the temperature difference between day and night was quite large. Ye Zhitao was only wearing a thin pajamas, curled up and slept on the sofa.

She was sleeping very soundly, Mu Mu lightly called her, but she didn't wake her up, so Mu Mu Qing had no choice but to walk over and push her.

"Well……"

Ye Zhitao opened her eyes hazily. She was in a deep sleep, but was woken up suddenly, and tried to open her eyes several times before she could clearly see that it was Mu Qing.

"you're back?"

Ye Zhitao opened her arms, wanting to give Mu Qing a big hug, but she forgot that she was still lying on the sofa and couldn't sit up.

It was Mu Mu who leaned over lightly, put his left hand around her waist, let Ye Zhitao hug her neck and sat up.

"Well, I'm back."

"Well, that's good."

Leaning on Mu Muqing's shoulder, Ye Zhitao yawned a few times, and when she gradually recovered, she realized that there seemed to be something wrong.

Wait a minute, doesn't she seem to be dreaming?

"you??"

Ye Zhitao raised his head from Mu Muqing's shoulder, and asked in surprise, "You're back?"

Mu Muqing was amused by her confusion: "Didn't you just say that?"

"I... I thought I was dreaming."

Ye Zhitao raised his head only to realize that the posture of the two seemed a little ambiguous, and they were too close, so he quickly put his hands down.

The last time they were so close was when they were sleeping together in the old house of Bo's family. Ye Zhitao will always remember that morning when he woke up.

This was the first time she was so close to beauty.

And the evening light is still beautiful tonight.

One is in the morning and the other is at night, but they are not the same beauty. There are mist and dewdrops condensed by the temperature difference on the light hair of Mu Mu. She came here in a hurry, but even if she was on the road, her hair did not mess up. , the makeup is still bright and generous.

On the contrary, it was Ye Zhitao who forgot to touch up her makeup after making the phone call and taking a shower.

"I seem to have forgotten to put on makeup."

Wan Muqing thought Ye Zhitao was confused again: "After taking a shower, why do you still need to put on makeup?"

Ye Zhitao said; "I always feel that it's not good to wait for you without makeup."

Mu Mu chuckled and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Just..." Ye Zhitao thought for a while, "Are you too beautiful and I'm too ugly?"

Mu Qing was amused again: "Who says you are ugly?"

Ye Zhitao said, "I looked in the mirror."

Mu Mu said lightly; "There is something wrong with the mirror, throw it away."

Ye Zhitao said: "It's the same if you change the mirror, but let's not talk about it, I used to think I looked good, but after I studied it carefully, there are still many small flaws."

Ye Zhitao pressed the center of her eyebrows with her index finger: "I didn't expect there to be a small vertical line here, and it's hard to see it with makeup, but it's a bit obvious without makeup, Xiaolan said it was caused by my frequent frowning. "

She compared the brow bone with her fingers again: "The brow bone is a bit low, and the forehead is not full, so the profile is not very good-looking."

"There are also lips. Aren't smiling lips popular now? But the corners of my mouth are very flat, and I don't have that kind of pouting. I really want to kiss when I look at it."

"is it?"

Mu Muqing suddenly came over: "Why do I feel like I really want to kiss?"

"what?"

Ye Zhitao was caught off guard, and was lightly kissed by Mu Mu, and then petrified on the spot.

Mu Mu lightly raised her head to look at her, her eyes were full of tenderness.

It was just a light kiss, without any abruptness, but Ye Zhitao couldn't help but blush, and covered her mouth with her hands.

"Is there anything not so good-looking?"

Breasts too small?

Ye Zhitao couldn't help but glanced down, thought about it, and still didn't say anything.

No one knows what will happen.

The sweat pores all over her body were open, a little proud after being praised, but also apprehensive, she was thinking, why did Mu Muqing kiss her, did she really think that she was good-looking?

still?

Her eyeballs kept flicking back and forth, and every little move was taken lightly by Mu Mu.

This is not an expression of resistance and disgust, but rather a nervous and shy girl who is at a loss when facing someone she likes.

"I don't need makeup now." Mu Mu said lightly, "Today's color number suits you well?"

Ye Zhitao; "??"

Hu Mu lightly pressed her lips with her slender fingers: "It seems more suitable for you than me?"

Ye Zhitao looked at Mu Muqing's lips.

Plump and soft, many girls like to wear positive red, but it doesn't suit at all, but it looks good when applied lightly, no, she looks good on any color, and today's berry color is also very good.

It seems that it still smells good.

Ye Zhitao leaned over, half out of temptation, half out of curiosity.

Whether it smells good or not, you have to taste it to know.

It was a long kiss that made Ye Zhitao's heart beat for several minutes.

After kissing, she still buried her head in Mu Muqing's arms, refusing to raise her head.

"Taotao, you really don't need to put on makeup."

Mu Mu said lightly: "Your neck is red."

"Ahhhhhhhh, stop talking."

Ye Zhitao was really ashamed to death.

She clings to life and death and can't get up, and Mu Qing has no choice but to half hug her, carry her upstairs to her bedroom, and wrap her in a quilt.

"I went to take a shower."

Mu Mu brushed her long hair lightly, took her pajamas: "Go to bed first, don't wait for me."

Ye Zhitao's heart was beating wildly all the way, but she couldn't say anything to refuse, and when she got to Mu Muqing's bed, she dared to cover herself with the quilt, only showing her eyes.

She thought something was about to happen, but according to Mu Muqing's words, it didn't seem to happen?

When Mu Mu lightly entered the bathroom, Ye Zhitao peeled herself off from the quilt.

No, she had to look at her own face first.

She got out of bed, walked to the dressing table, looked in the mirror, and almost fainted - she finally knew why Mu Qing let her go to bed first.

This kind of face is full of red marks, and it also has a red face from drinking too much, it must be a ghost if Mu Qing can gnaw it down.

Ye Zhitao angrily took out the makeup remover towel, wiped off the lipstick marks on her face, then opened Wan Muqing's drawer, found expensive lady's skin care products, and applied a thick layer on her face.

It must be maintained.

Ye Zhitao thought to herself, when she earns money from the endorsement, the first thing she will do is not to go to public relations, but to charge her beauty card with hundreds of thousands more, and then go to customize a set of high-class lady face cream.

The night passed so peacefully, and for the next two days, the two of them also stayed in the villa chatting, watching movies and eating snacks, neither talking about work nor their relationship, but the two would kiss tacitly, and sleep together at night Together.

This kind of life is so happy that Ye Zhitao forgot to play with her mobile phone.

After two days of comfortable life, Ye Zhitao returned home, and was immediately pulled by Ma Bole to sign the contract, and then went to record the next two reality shows, and then came back to continue to sign the endorsement contract, shoot commercials, and wait for her When I came back to my senses, I found that I had gained millions of fans for no reason.

She asked Ma Bole: "Did you use my endorsement to buy me fans?"

Ma Bole said: "Still buying fans? It's too late for me to clean up your zombie fans, and the number is skyrocketing every day."

Ye Zhitao said, "Oh."

Ma Bole complained: "Oh what, there are several advertisements for materials and official announcements, and then a few more notebooks, ah, oh my god, I'm going to be so busy, when are you going to do it? Only then can I hire a publicist, and a stylist, I don’t want to borrow clothes for you anymore, I’m going to be too busy, I’m going to be so busy, it’s best to hire a makeup artist.”

Ye Zhitao was thinking about other things: "Is there any high-end beauty salon?"

Ma Bole was confused: "What did you say?"

Ye Zhitao asked: "It's more advanced than the high-end beauty salon you took me to last time, is there any?"

Ma Bole said: "There are too many, what's the matter? Didn't you ask you to recharge [-] last time, did you hug your wallet and cry that it was too expensive?"

Ye Zhitao said, "I've made money."

Ma Bole poked her head with his finger: "You prodigal child, you only earn how much money, and you start thinking about hundreds of thousands of beauty salons, don't you know the principle that money makes money? Business, public relations, stylist, which one doesn't cost money?" ? Didn’t your Boss teach you?”

Ye Zhitao said: "No, she used her face to tell me that you can brush your face if you are pretty."

Ma Bole: "...So, what happened to Mr. Bo's face."

You captured my heart with your face, Ye Zhitao said.

Ye Zhitao remembered again: "There is also that kind of custom-made high-end lady's face cream! Give me a set too!"