After falling into the shadow's trap

Sitting in the entertainer's lounge, Xi Heng blushed and his eyes fell on the door.

She was very nervous, almost unable to restrain the urge to shake her legs, and the frequency of blinking decreased.

The lounge is large and clean.

The ceiling is white, the wallpaper is warm yellow, the floor is light beige marble, and the milky white pattern on it looks like flowing liquid under the light.

The blackout curtain was half drawn, and a pot of Jianlan was placed on the other half of the window sill, with white and small flowers blooming.

The room is filled with a light fragrance, which makes people easily think of the mountain valley with overlapping tree shadows. The white fog in the valley is woven into a fine net, and the golden light shuttles through it.

Xi Heng was sitting on the sofa at the door.

Although the sofa was so soft and comfortable that people would unconsciously want to sink into it, she still maintained a stiff sitting posture.

His back was straight, his hands were folded on his knees, and he was staring at the coat on the back of the dressing table opposite, like a primary school student who was about to be checked by the teacher for his sitting posture.

Ten minutes ago, that coat was still worn by the popular female artist Lan Xingyue.

Even if Xi Heng doesn't know much about fashion brands anymore, he still knows that this is the new season's couture of the top luxury brand Calie, and there are still advertisements on the giant screen in the central shopping mall.

Now, however, the pricey bespoke coat is stained with obtrusive coffee stains.

Ruined.

When Xi Heng hurriedly turned the corner with a cup of coffee in his hand, and bumped into Lan Xingyue who was walking towards the awards ceremony, he felt his eyes go dark.

With a crisp sound, the overturned cup shattered to the ground, scattering white debris all over the floor.

The mellow brown liquid dripped from the corner of Lan Xingyue's clothes meanderingly, and a puddle of coffee stains was left on the hem of her spotless clothes, as if a strange-shaped hole had been scalded there.

Xi Heng and Lan Xingyue were very close, and amidst the chaos, she could smell the faint fragrance of orchids covered by the rich coffee smell.

When people are extremely flustered, their thinking may really become more divergent.

She suddenly fell into a strange calm, everything around her was far away, only Lan Xingyue could be seen in her eyes.

Xi Heng raised his head in a daze, his eyes went up from the other party's delicate collarbone, passed over the white and slender swan neck and small chin, and landed on her lips.

Lan Xingyue's lips are very beautiful.Full but not too much, plump just right.

When she was not smiling, her lips were slightly pursed, and the beads of her lips formed a bow-shaped arc, as if holding the crescent moon in her mouth.

As for laughing...

There is still a moving picture of Lan Xingyue wearing a black satin dress standing on the red carpet looking back and smiling at the film festival back then, with the corners of her mouth curled up on the Internet.

Black hair and snow skin, eyes like stars, and gorgeous red lips.

Everything behind her was instantly reduced to a plain background board.

The film festival hasn't ended yet, but the topic of #兰星月毒仙生# has climbed to the top of the hot search list.

The lipstick Lan Xingyue put on today is a satin texture with a lustrous luster, reminiscent of the red cherries adorning the branches in the early spring morning, sweet juice will burst out in the mouth when bitten.

Xi Heng was dizzy, his gaze moved upwards, and caught off guard into the opponent's eyes.

The moment her eyes met, she returned to the human world again, noisy voices surged like a tide, and there was a sound of breathing in her ears.

Xi Heng's face flushed red.

She immediately took two steps back, dabbed her coffee-stained hand on her clothes indiscriminately, and hurriedly reached into her bag with the other hand to find a pack of tissues.

With her head down, she handed the tissue over carefully, and she kept apologizing: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to! I'm really sorry that I didn't see the way clearly, I..."

A hand reached out to catch the tissue, Xi Heng suddenly got stuck, and the unfinished apology was blocked in his throat.

Lan Xingyue took out a piece of paper, lowered her head and wiped it casually on the hem of her clothes, a strand of long black curly hair slid down and hung down on the snow-white skin of her chest.

She crumpled up the dirty paper towel and threw it into the trash can beside her, took off her coat and held it in her hand, turned her face to Xi Heng and smiled:

"It's okay, it happens that the venue is quite hot...can you help me take my coat to the lounge?"

Inside the jacket was a dark blue V-neck dress, the curve of Lan Xingyue's chest was faintly visible, sexy and seductive.The drapey skirt is dotted with many fine sparkling diamonds, as if covering the entire starry sky on the body.

"What, what?" Xi Heng was stunned.

"The lounge is at the end of the corridor, with my name on it," Lan Xingyue stretched out her hand, motioning for Xi Heng to take the coat, "Just put it on the back of the chair."

After she finished speaking, she was about to leave, but she seemed to have thought of something, she turned her head and spoke softly to Xi Heng: "I forgot to tell you, my name is Lan Xingyue."

When Lan Xingyue turned her head, the tips of her hair gently brushed over Xi Heng's face, and the faint fragrance of orchids and grass penetrated into her nose.

"Oh, oh, my name is Xi Heng..." Xi Heng nodded in a daze, then suddenly reacted, and hurriedly waved his hands and said, "No, no, I mean I know you, I, I am your fan! I like you very much……"

Xi Heng's voice dropped, she bit her lip annoyed, feeling that she was so stupid.

Lan Xingyue suddenly laughed, her eyes curved.

Just as she was about to say something, the assistant Xiao Tang whispered behind her that it was time to go on stage, so she nodded to Xi Heng and followed Xiao Tang away.

Carefully holding the coat and walking to the door of the lounge, Xi Heng raised his hand to touch the name pasted on the door, couldn't help but buried his head in a smile for a while before opening the door and walking in.

After putting away the coat, he stood there hesitating for a long time before sitting down on the sofa with a blushing face.

She was nervous and excited, with a little imperceptible shyness.

It took a long time, maybe not that long, anyway, Xi Heng was restless in the lounge, and the seconds passed like years, when finally the sound of footsteps and conversation came from outside the door.

The door opened.

Xi Heng jumped up from the sofa, clutching his hands and looking nervously at the crack of the door.

Xiao Tang pushed open the door, and Lan Xingyue walked in with her skirt lifted, followed by several people.

Seeing her standing by the sofa, Lan Xingyue was surprised for a moment, and soon came back to her senses.

She smiled, motioned Xi Heng to sit down, then turned and walked towards the dressing table.

Xi Heng's eyes fell on the vanity mirror, secretly looking at the person in the mirror.

"Xi Heng?" Lan Xingyue took off her pearl earrings.

"I'm here!" Unexpectedly, Lan Xingyue remembered her name, and her face turned even redder.

"Are you a reporter?"

"No, no, it was my friend who was supposed to be at the venue," Xi Heng stammered, "She has urgent business to ask for leave today, I, I will help her take over."

Lan Xingyue opened her beautiful eyes and glanced at Xi Heng in the mirror, as if she was thinking about something, and then closed her eyes again and said nothing.

The eyes of the two met in the mirror, and Xi Heng lowered his head in shame and bewilderment.

There was silence in the lounge, and she belatedly felt awkward, fidgeting with her fingers.

"that……"

"Before I was outside, I accidentally bumped into you, sorry."

Lan Xingyue cut off the conversation, looked at Xi Heng in the mirror, and asked, "I didn't delay your work, did I?"

Xi Heng was startled, his eyes widened and he waved his hands again and again, in an anxious tone: "No, it's my fault! I also stained your coat...I'm sorry, I will find a way, uh, to compensate you?"

When it came to the end, I was a little hesitant--Calie's new style, I can't afford to sell her!

Sure enough, the corners of Lan Xingyue's mouth became even bigger when she heard it.

Noticing Xi Heng's embarrassment, she lightly smiled and comforted her: "I'm sorry, I didn't make fun of you, but I just feel..."

Xi Heng blinked in a daze, waiting for her next post.

Lan Xingyue seemed to be choosing her words carefully, and it took her a long time to continue: "I think you are very cute."

After hearing what she was saying, Xi Heng's ears and neck turned red.

She desperately lowered her head to hide it, her voice was as thin as a gnat: "Thank you, thank you..."

Lan Xingyue finally laughed lightly.

God, I wish she was laughing at me.Xi Heng was too ashamed, and finally thought desperately.

After a while, the living room calmed down.

The makeup artist and Xiao Tang packed up their things and left, leaving only Lan Xingyue, Xi Heng, and the coat.

Lan Xingyue stood up from the chair, picked up her coat, turned and walked towards her.

She was still wearing that gown, the diamonds twinkled and shone continuously in Xi Heng's eyes, and the sound of her high heels stepping on the ground was crisp and clear, Xi Heng thought it was her own heartbeat in a trance.

"It's a gift from the brand, so you don't have to pay for it," Lan Xingyue stopped in front of her and said lazily, "But, can you please take it back and clean it up for me?"

"Of course! Of course! Thank you!" Xi Heng was surprised and delighted, and agreed without thinking, like a child who has done something wrong but has been gently forgiven, Yuanyuan's almond eyes are shining, "I will try my best to deal with it as soon as possible. You send it back!"

Hearing her answer, Lan Xingyue tilted her head in satisfaction, chuckled, and tucked her black hair behind her ears: "I've been a little busy recently, so I might not be at the company... Can you leave a contact information if you want?" ?"

After the person left, the assistant happened to open the door and came in, saying that she had just met the little reporter in the corridor, and felt that she was in a trance, walking like she was floating.

"What did you do to people?"

Lan Xingyue took a sip of tea and innocently spread her hands: "No, I think I'm quite warm and friendly."