I fell in love with the queen of the movie [Entertainment]

Jiang Muge looked menacing, but in fact he didn't have much strength, Gu Huanzhi easily clamped her in his arms.

She freed one hand to take the thermometer that Jiang Muge put on the table, it was 38.9 degrees.

"You still have a fever, don't get excited." Gu Huanzhi said.

Jiang Muge didn't struggle after being held down by her.

Gu Huanzhi noticed something strange, she pulled Jiang Muge out of her arms, only to see that the other party's face was already covered with tears.

Gu Huanzhi hurriedly pulled out the paper to wipe it for her, "Why are you crying again, are you an angry baby?"

Hearing her words, Jiang Muge cried even harder. She had never felt so unattractive before.

She patted Gu Huanzhi's hand away, and took the paper to wipe it herself.

I used to think that there were too many peach blossoms, but now I met Gu Liuxiahui Huanzhi, no matter how much she seduced her, the other party didn't even give any response. The key is that their relationship was so close before, how could Gu Huanzhi not at all tempted!

The most hateful thing is that she was teased to death by Gu Huanzhi, but the other party only regarded her as his ex.

Because of the fever, she was already feeling very uncomfortable, but she felt even more aggrieved after hearing what Gu Huanzhi said just now.

Since Gu Huanzhi couldn't be responsible for her, why did he treat her so well, let her fall in love with her, and was deeply trapped in it, unable to extricate himself.Then he pushed her away again, using a reason that was not a reason at all.

"Going to bed?" Gu Huanzhi asked.

Jiang Muge's face, which was cloudy and uncertain just a second ago, immediately brightened again.

"Sleep with clothes on." Gu Huanzhi said quickly.

Jiang Muge's face sank again, she broke free from Gu Huanzhi's arms, and wanted to go to the bedroom, but her legs were so weak and weak.

Gu Huanzhi caught her before she fell to the ground, and picked her up by the waist.

"Gu Huanzhi, let me down!" Jiang Muge was ashamed and annoyed.

"You have a fever, your mind is not clear, don't move around, just sleep and you will be fine." Gu Huanzhi carried her to the bedroom.

Jiang Muge's chest heaved violently, and he resisted the urge to struggle in her arms. Is Gu Huanzhi a straight girl made of steel? Why didn't he find out when he was in love with her before?

Gu Huanzhi carried her to the soft mattress, tucked her in the quilt, and turned off the light.

In the darkness, Jiang Muge felt a huge sense of powerlessness rising from the bottom of her heart, the feeling of groggy lingering in her head, the position of her temples was painful, and her tears flowed down her cheeks.

"Gu Huanzhi, why don't you want me anymore." She asked softly.

In the darkness, she vaguely saw the figure in front of her pause, then swayed, and disappeared within the range of her vision.

As if being pushed into the abyss, her heart sank rapidly, and she didn't know the meaning of all this.

The mattress beside her suddenly sank, and Gu Huanzhi lay down beside her.

Jiang Muge's dying heart came back to life again.

If you hug me, I will forgive you, she thought.

But Gu Huanzhi didn't do anything, the quiet woody fragrance from her body floated over lightly, Jiang Muge turned his back to her, wondering what kind of expression she had now.

They were obviously very close, but she also felt that they were far apart. She couldn't guess or read Gu Huanzhi, and she didn't know how to get into each other's heart.

She should feel frustrated, but the vague fragrance from Gu Huan's body makes her heart flutter again. She hates this feeling very much, and tries her best not to sink in it, but after all, she can't resist the reassuring smell. The discomfort caused by the fever eased little by little, and the drowsiness surged up, and she finally fell asleep.

......

Moonlight came in through the gap in the curtains, and Gu Huanzhi woke up from the dream, and found that Jiang Muge had fallen asleep in his arms at some point.

Her fever had subsided, she was sleeping peacefully, and there was a faint smile on her face that was brighter than the moonlight. Infected by her, the same smile appeared on Gu Huanzhi's face.

As if dreaming of something bad, Jiang Muge frowned, the corners of his lips were slightly drawn, Gu Huanzhi felt pain in his heart, and reached out to smooth her brow.

Jiang Muge's expression relaxed, and he squeezed into her arms again, as if he wanted to ask for more warmth.

Gu Huanzhi's heart was in disarray.

She carefully looked at the girl in her arms, hesitated for a long time, kissed her forehead lightly, woke up suddenly, retreated back panicked and cautiously, suddenly lost her warm embrace, and the other party groaned uncomfortably Two beeps, and the tranquility was quickly restored.

Gu Huanzhi stared at her for a long time, then got up from the bed, put on his coat, opened the door and left.

When Jiang Muge woke up, he found that he had already slept on the other side of the bed. The room was empty, and there was no shadow of the second person.

After she got dressed, she searched every corner of the house, and Gu Huanzhi was indeed gone, without even leaving a note like last time.

She took a basin of hot water and washed her tear-stained face.

What to do next?

She stood in front of the mirror for a while, and finally remembered that she was going home today. As for other things, she didn't want to think about it for the time being.

When getting off the plane, it happened to snow in the sky. Jiang Muge was a little surprised. Although he was used to snow in the capital, here, snow does not come every year.

After leaving the airport, she took a taxi.

Click on Gu Huanzhi's Weibo super chat, and there is a lot of crowing as usual. Gu Huanzhi's reputation as a leader is very popular, but thinking of her performance last night, Jiang Muge snorted coldly. The pole is not as straight as her.

The driver raised his head to look at her through the rearview mirror, and said after a snort, "Girl, I think you look familiar, you look like a certain celebrity."

"Really, maybe I have a more popular face, which looks a bit like everyone." Jiang Muge smiled and pulled up the mask.

The driver looked like he was in his early forties. He patted Yuanyuan's head and said, "I remembered, you and that movie queen look alike, is it Gu Huanzhi? I'm watching her show."

The driver looked at her again and said, "It really seems, are you relatives?"

Jiang Muge saw that the driver should be the kind of person who seldom pays attention to the entertainment industry, so he took off his mask and said to him, "Look carefully."

"Hiss, it looks more similar this way."

Jiang Muge was in a fit of anger, and when he heard his words, he said coldly: "I can't be like her with anyone, you haven't seen her in any trouble."

With a seductive look, invisible and irresponsible, Jiang Muge is desperate to paint her face with a pen now, lest she keep wandering in his head.

The driver looked at her bitterness and hatred, and shut his mouth wisely. The customer is God. If you accidentally give the whole bad review, today will be for nothing.

The taxi stopped outside a three-story villa. Jiang Muge thanked the driver and got out of the car.

Today's snow fell a bit heavy, flakes like goose feathers were scattered, and even the vision was a little blurred. Through the iron fence, two people in the yard could be vaguely seen playing with something. Jiang Muge showed a bright smile, Swipe open the access control and walk towards those two people.

There was a thick layer of snow on the lawn. Jiang Muge walked over with one foot deep and one foot shallow. When he was about to walk, one of them noticed the sound behind him. When he saw her, his eyes lit up and he asked, "Mu Ge, why are you back? Didn't you say it will be a few days? I knew that your dad would pick you up."

"Didn't I want to surprise you and Dad?" Jiang Muge said to Ge Hui with a smile.

Jiang Yuanhai walked towards her, took the luggage in her hand, and said, "No matter when you come back, it will be a surprise for us."

Jiang Muge laughed even happier. She looked at the thing the two of them were fiddling with. It was a half-formed snow sculpture with a lion's head already made, showing a sense of arrogance.

"You two really know how to play, I want to try it too." She walked around the snow lion.

"Your father has bought this set of tools for several years, and he repeats it every winter. My ears are almost callused, and I finally use it today." Ge Hui said, looking at the tall man who had already walked to the door of the house, There was no hint of complaint in his tone.

Jiang Yuanhai put the suitcase at the door and closed the door. Hearing Ge Hui's words, he turned around and said softly: "I want to try to carve a bust of you, and put it at the door for more attention."

Jiang Muge pressed the goosebumps that were soured by the two of them through the clothes, and said to Jiang Yuanhai: "Dad, don't just talk about it, why haven't I seen the shadow of the statue you mentioned?"

"Then I'll show you the sculpture now, do you want to try it too and see which of us is better?" Jiang Yuanhai walked over, his handsome face stained with childishness.

"Okay, then let's compete to see who is more like my mother. What about the loser?" Jiang Muge has already picked up the tools on the ground.

"The one who loses will get all the bowls for this week." Jiang Yuanhai was not to be outdone.

"Okay, I haven't decided yet."

"No regrets."

Ge Hui looked at the two of them from the side, with a happy smile on his face.

There is only one set of tools, and the two of them scramble to grab the easy-to-use ones.

Jiang Muge has played snow sculptures before. Although he is not as skilled as Jiang Yuanhai, his brain is more flexible than him, and he can always grab the right tools first.

The carving knife in her hand spun rapidly to remove the excess, and the compacted snowdrift in front of her gradually changed and began to overlap with the face in her mind.

Ge Hui looked at her statue with some doubts, showing a thoughtful expression.

Adding a little modification to the corner of the sculpture's eyes, Jiang Muge proudly put down the carving knife in his hand.

She smiles and appreciates her own work, which has accurate structure and three-dimensional lines, without any superfluous.

Oops!

She belatedly realized that what she carved didn't seem to be Ge Hui's face, and the smile froze on her face.

She wanted to reach out to get a carving knife to scrape off the engraved part, but she touched the other hand. Jiang Yuanhai, who had been concentrating on carving all this time, looked up and saw the face that was [-]% similar to Gu Huanzhi.

The author has something to say: Jiang Muge: Who would have thought that I would come out of the closet in this way?

感谢在2020-06-1219:24:51~2020-06-1408:11:15期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 lemon;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: 10 bottles of monkey boiled water; 1 bottle of Sansan;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!