Shangguan, don't run!

Shangguan Orange's hair is very soft and smooth without duangduang, just like her quiet posture at the moment.

Wen Qing has seen luxury accessories since she was a child, such as crystal, bone china, silver cups, bowls, bowls and spoons in the old house, and those things that start with c or g that have nothing to do with fashion. a lot.However, in Wen Qing's eyes, these items, whether they were ordered by a centuries-old European brand or just shown at Milan Fashion Week, are at best just cosmetic items.In contrast, she prefers practical ones, which can be bought in supermarkets and shopping malls, and she is not afraid of being broken or her mother scolding her for being a prodigal. That's fine.

Therefore, Wen Qing is actually a thread in her bones.

However, at this moment, Wen Qing was rarely solemn.She knelt on the bed, reverently, as if treating a luxury item, carefully held up a strand of Shangguan Cheng's hair, held the hair dryer in her right hand, dried a strand with the sound of "buzzing", and twirled it again. Get up another strand.

Shangguan Cheng sat quietly by the bed, staring at the entertainment news on TV, wondering if he could hear clearly.She let Wen Qing caress her hair. It has to be said that this is a very comfortable and pleasant thing. Wen Qing's movements are always very gentle, and she never hurts her hair even once.

Wen Qing restrained her gaze from beginning to end, and with just a small glance, Shangguan Orange's slender and fair neck could be easily seen. The beautiful S-shape reminded Wen Qing of a white swan, as beautiful as in a fairy tale. People can't bear blasphemy|blasphemy.

Or, with a little more leaning, Wen Qing will be able to appreciate the steamed stuffed buns of her dreams as she wished.However, the pair of buns were mostly covered by the thin nightdress, and all they could see were the curves as exquisite as the beautiful mountains and rivers.However, what is this?Wen Qing waved her fingers and said, "No, it doesn't matter." Obscure beauty is also beautiful, and there is more room for imagination.

Wen Qing was a little restless, took a deep breath, and silently told herself to focus on the matter at hand and not to think about it.But she is not Liu Xiahui, the years are so quiet, and Shangguan Cheng is so docile, Wen Qing can't seem to sit still.

Shangguan Cheng fiddled with the TV remote control idly, thinking how long it would take to finish blowing, suddenly felt a warm feeling on the top of his head, warm breath rushed, and then something stuck to it, very softly After touching it, he left immediately, replaced by the "humming" noise of the hair dryer.

Shangguan Cheng's heart tightened, but there was no change on his face.Of course she knew what it was—

Once, Wen Qing touched her cheek and touched her lips like that.

Imagining Wen Qing kissing her hair, Shangguan Cheng's blood hit his forehead, as if the place that was touched just now was about to be ignited by the scalding blood.She could almost be sure that when Wen Qing lowered her lips, her expression was devout, and after she kissed her, her eyes were lingering.

Shangguan Cheng knew everything, and because she knew, she was noncommittal.She even thought, if Wen Qing still wants to kiss her hair, and put it into practice, then let her go——

As long as there are no excessive actions, as long as Wen Qing doesn't get caught up in intimate contact with her, then she, Shangguan Cheng, can pretend that nothing happened, that she didn't notice anything.

Is this pampering?Shangguan Orange asked himself.

Doesn't it count?

If you have to give this a definition, Shangguan Orange thinks it should be called "compensation"——

Because he is doomed to be unable to respond to this affection, he compensates for the tenderness she gave.

Because I can't be indifferent to the loss in the other party's heart, I make up for my guilt.

In fact, even this body belonged to someone Wen Qing loved deeply, so what right did she, Shangguan Cheng, have to let her own temperament dispose of it?

Shangguan Cheng sighed faintly, and when the hair dryer was turned off, she lightly pushed Wen Qing's arm.

"It's almost time, you go take a shower."

Wen Qing stretched out her hand to touch it, she was slightly satisfied, and then took a deep look at Shangguan Cheng before leaving as she said.

Wen Qing's temperament has always been straightforward, and taking a bath is no exception. In addition, she misses Shangguan Cheng who is alone in her heart, but she can do it in just 10 minutes.

She put on her clothes indiscriminately, wrapped her hair with a towel, pulled on her slippers, and walked out while wiping her wet hair, but was shocked by the scene in front of her.

The sky has gradually darkened, and the last rays of the setting sun have already disappeared below the horizon.

There was no light in the bedroom and it was dark.

In the half-light and half-darkness, Shangguan Cheng was still in the plain white nightgown with dark patterns, covered with a nightgown of the same color, standing alone in front of the window, with his head slightly raised, not knowing what he was looking at, not knowing what he was thinking something.

If it were another person, Wen Qing would definitely laugh at the other party who pretended to be fluttering in white while wearing pajamas, and pretended to be melancholy while playing at a 45-degree angle even though he was full of food and drink.

However, when this person was Shangguan Cheng, she only felt sour and tight in her heart, as well as inexplicable pain and itching.

Yes, itch, itch.

At this moment, Shangguan Cheng is lonely and frail, like a fairy who is about to fly away?Wen Qing doesn't like this metaphor, she would rather Shangguan Orange not be a fairy, she only wants Shangguan Orange to belong to the world.

The more Wen Qing thought about it, the more panicked she became. She put the bath towel aside, and regardless of how the drops of water trickled down her hair and hit the floor, she approached Shangguan Cheng in three steps. One step away, the person will disappear.

The so-called feeling of being close to home is timid.Really long for it, but once it is time to face it, Wen Qing can't help being reserved.She was afraid that she would desecrate Shangguan Cheng, who was like a fairy at the moment, and she was even afraid that her mundane turbidity would infect heaven and man.

She stopped half a meter away from Shangguan Cheng, timidly raised a hand, and carefully pressed it close to Shangguan Cheng's waist, tentatively exerting a little force, and gently clasped it.

Shangguan Orange didn't realize it, she was too absorbed in thinking about her own concerns.

She didn't notice it!

Wen Qing felt regretful, and thought of the kiss that fell on Shangguan Cheng's hair before. Could it be that she didn't care about what she did?Or are you planning to leave without paying any attention to yourself?

That's why it is said that "concern leads to chaos". At this moment, Wen Qing didn't remember how nervous she was when she kissed Shangguan Cheng, nor did she remember the feeling of being afraid of being discovered.

Or say "a needle in the bottom of a woman's heart", even a woman as thick as Wen Qing looks the same for a while, and it's not sure what she looks like for a while.

His waist tightened and his back felt warm, Shangguan Cheng was also shocked.She didn't notice when Wen Qing returned to the bedroom after taking a bath, she didn't notice that Wen Qing was approaching her, the sudden hug caught her off guard, subconsciously clasping the back of Wen Qing's hand covering her lower abdomen with both hands.

"Don't move!" Wen Qing blurted out eagerly, lest she break free.

"..." Shangguan Cheng lowered his hands obediently, but his cheeks couldn't help being stained with two red clouds——

Being held in my arms like this is too... intimate.

Wen Qing buried her head deep into Shangguan Cheng's neck, rubbed it lightly, and murmured like a sigh: "I'm afraid you will become Chang'e and fly away like this..."

"..." Shangguan Cheng frowned, and his heart sank even more.Just half a minute ago, she was looking up at the blue sky, imagining that if she could ascend like this, would she be able to leave here?Is it possible to go back to the previous life?

what is this?Do you have a good heart?

Shangguan Orange shook his head, shaking off the strange feeling in his heart.

Wen Qing didn't know what she was thinking, but felt that hugging this person again felt so good, surrounded by the familiar breath of mint, and in her arms was a soft and unfathomable beauty, her heart felt hot, Wen Qing couldn't help saying: " I really want to spend my whole life with you!"

A beam of electricity passed through Shangguan Cheng's heart.

Shangguan Cheng was stunned.She suddenly couldn't understand herself.

This feeling?

Could it be that I am tempted by her?

will not!

impossible!

It must be the instinctive reaction of this body.

There is moisture on the shoulders, soaking into the skin through the thin fabric.

Shangguan Cheng was stunned.

Cried?

Will Wenqing cry?

Shangguan Orange quickly turned his head, and he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw a few strands of wet hair hanging on his shoulders.

"Look at you, your hair is still wet," Shangguan Cheng complained, breaking away from Wen Qing's restraint, "Come here, I'll blow dry for you."

Wen Qing felt a little embarrassed when she held her hand.

Just now I lost my feelings for a moment, and I actually said something like "a lifetime".Confession or something, don't be too abrupt!

Afraid that she would fall into the mist called "Shangguan Orange" again, she grabbed the bath towel, half-dried her hair carelessly, and sat down next to her under Shangguan Orange's helpless gaze.

"Sir, I have something to tell you."

Shangguan Cheng glanced at Wen Qing's serious face, and said softly, "Say it."

"I told Qiao Ruiqi," Wen Qing stared into her eyes, "I'll be your manager."

Wen Qing just told Shangguan Cheng the result, and didn't want to explain too much. The less Shangguan Cheng knew, the better, otherwise, he would think wildly again.

Shangguan Cheng raised his eyebrows and remained silent.

"So, from now on, I will be your manager and be responsible for your future career development." Wen Qing said quite similarly.

"But……"

"No but!" Wen Qing cut her off decisively, "Don't say anything about 'quitting the entertainment industry' from now on, and don't have that kind of thought."

Shangguan Cheng bit his lip.

Wen Qing realized that her tone was a bit harsh, coughed lightly, took Shangguan Cheng's hand, and interlocked with her own, so that she would not have a chance to alienate herself.

"You forgot a lot of things, and you probably don't remember the signing," Wen Qing patiently explained, "You are a signed artist of Daqi Entertainment. That is to say, you have a contract with the company, and you need to abide by the contract. Fulfill your responsibilities, including that you cannot leave the company during the contract period, and of course it is impossible to leave the entertainment circle..."

"What if we leave?" Shangguan Orange asked.

"Two years ago, a female artist with the surname d broke the contract with the original company and paid 200 million yuan. Do you know what 200 million yuan is?"

Shangguan Orange shook his head blankly.

"Two million," Wen Qing gestured, "it's enough to buy three sets of my house in this city."

Shangguan Orange looked at the whole room, frowning and thinking.

"Besides, you are different from the female artist surnamed d. She is just a small artist who can barely get into the second-tier. Who are you? A popular female star in the first-tier, the head of Daqi Entertainment, Huadan and Taizhuzi. Do you think if you How much will you lose if you break the contract? Your own wealth is not enough to put a gap between your teeth."

Shangguan Cheng was silent, she did not expect the matter to be so complicated.

"Daqi Entertainment has one or two hundred people. How many people need to support their families? How many people need to raise children? How many people still have mortgages and car loans? How many people have just graduated and have nothing? Have you ever thought about this? If you If we quit, how many projects will the company lose and how much money will it earn less? Once it loses money, once the salary cannot be guaranteed, how will these people live?"

Shangguan Cheng was speechless for a while.

Is this called "people can't help themselves in the rivers and lakes"?