her rose

Cheng Ying pushed open the door of the lounge with a bottle of detumescence medicine in hand, and at a glance, she saw that Miss Jiang was still sitting there in the sitting posture she had left, sitting there upright, like a beautiful lady waiting for her skills.

The crew's lounge is quite warmly decorated, it looks like a small family living room, with cold drinks, fruit plates, and all kinds of chess and cards. Jiang Hanguang sat on the soft lounge chair, his detailed back was still straight.

Won't you be tired from being so tight all day?

Cheng Ying sighed inwardly, and put the medicine in front of Jiang Hanguang, "Hey, trauma medicine~"

Jiang Hanguang picked up the bottle of medicine and looked at her blankly, as if he didn't understand where he needed medicine.

Cheng Ying didn't know whether to praise her for her hard work or stupidity, and pointed to Jiang Hanguang's clothes on her knees, which were so flattened by kneeling, "Miss Jiang is so good at it, her knees don't hurt after kneeling for so long?"

Although the filming scene is fictitious, but there is also a real hard platform underneath. Jiang Hanguang, who is skinny and tender, knelt down 5 times without any armor, no wonder.

"Well, thank you Mr. Cheng." Jiang Hanguang probably didn't expect that he would bring her medicine, but he thanked her immediately.

Those beautiful and seductive long and narrow eyes are slightly dilated at the moment, but they seem a little immature.

Miss Jiang Hanguang, who was so calm and resigned to everything, was now drawn into a different expression by a bottle of trauma medicine.

Cheng Ying's heart suddenly felt itchy, and he wanted to tease her a little bit.

When she decided to make Jiang Hanguang her own artist, this person was no longer an insignificant and miserable npc.

She is not part of this boring and tiresome world.

It's the flowers she raises in captivity, the outlet for her compensations that have nowhere to put them.

But Jiang Hanguang is different from any of the previous ones.

Both Bai Ruo and Xu Ning took the initiative to find her, and Jiang Hanguang was snatched by her from that wasteful garbage gardener.

In fact, she doesn't need herself, or rather, she doesn't pin her hopes on herself.

She didn't pin her hopes on anyone, otherwise with her beauty, as long as she wanted to, Hua Ran would be nothing.

This is not acceptable, Miss Jiang Hanguang.

I want to use your temperature to touch the world, how can you continue to turn a blind eye to me?

You are already my flower, you have to get used to my presence sooner.

Cheng Ying put one hand on the table, approached Jiang Hanguang who was sitting upright, and smiled frivolously, "May I wipe it for you?"

She deliberately used a sentence pattern that was not easy to refuse, and waited for Jiang Hanguang's answer.

Jiang Hanguang grasped the material on his knees tightly, and pursed his lips tightly.

She thought Cheng always blamed her for causing trouble, but Alpha not only didn't blame her but also brought her medicine.

However, rubbing medicine... Is it necessary for an artist and manager to be so close?

Jiang Hanguang looked at Cheng Ying again.

Miss Cheng Ying blinked her watery blue eyes and waited for her answer with a smile.

Although she had a bad smile, Jiang Hanguang still didn't feel any danger.

If it was Fan Jie, she would never agree to it anyway.

Cheng Ying seemed... different, but Jiang Hanguang immediately remembered the oppressive feeling when Cheng Ying pressed her shoulders just now.

Is that different because Cheng Ying's nature is like this, or is he pretending too well, and his feelings have gone wrong?

He was able to reject her simply because he felt that she was just a temporary idea, and he couldn't just drag people into the fire pit just because of that point of view.

She is more afraid of hurting others than being annoying.

But now, Cheng Ying has jumped down and expressed his kindness to her, and the trauma medicine bought for her is placed in front of her eyes.

On the contrary, Jiang Hanguang was too embarrassed to refuse her because of his little defensiveness.

Besides, I seem to have provoked her once today, so it's better not to have any more friction.

Jiang Hanguang showed a standard smile that can be directly taken for ID photos, and pushed the medicine bottle over.

"Then Mr. Cheng will be in trouble."

Cheng Ying chuckled, picked up the medicine bottle, looked at Jiang Hanguang's trembling eyelashes, and always had the illusion that she was molesting a good woman.

But she didn't care, and she was shameless.

Jiang Hanguang bent down and rolled up the spotless and thin trouser legs.

The layered trouser legs were piled up at the knees, and the woman's straight calves were whiter than the snow-white dress, which made the two bluish-purple marks on the knees even more terrifying.

Jiang Han rolled up to his knees and stopped accurately, and looked up at Cheng Ying who was still frozen there in doubt.

Mr. Cheng, who was stunned by the dangling little white leg, sat down without changing his face.

Cheng Mantou screamed in her head.

"What beautiful legs! Shadow, do you want to press it? Can you make me a body next time if you don't? I can beat my sister's back, I can rub my sister's legs, I can do anything!"

Cheng Ying first restrained Cheng Mantou's words, pulled a chair and sat opposite Jiang Hanguang, squeezed a little ointment on her hand, gently pressed it on Jiang Hanguang's knee, and slowly rubbed it away.

There was a silky coolness in her hands, and the joints that were so delicate that they could just be wrapped by her palms instinctively struggled a bit, and were suppressed by the master again, and became quiet.

Cheng Ying only felt that what he was pinching was not someone's knee, but a piece of fine jade.

Unavoidably touching the skin next to the knee during the massage, Cheng Ying could clearly feel that the place where his fingers swept was subtly tense.

It clearly shows Jiang Hanguang's sensitivity and distrust of her.

Cheng Ying sighed, let go of her hand, and looked up to see Miss Jiang's still decent smiling face.

It's just that there is a little stiffness in the eyes.

Seeing her look over, she was a little bit at a loss.

At this glance, Cheng Ying's moral sense, which he basically didn't have, came out of nowhere and pointed at her.

She was obviously bullying, and Jiang Hanguang would not refuse to bully someone.

But this person can't even cry, he just looks at her so silently.

It was as if she, the bad guy, was right, but she was the one who was wrong.

Cheng Ying originally planned to brazenly press the button and then educate others, but this will really be impossible.

"You are too easy to bully, Ms. Jiang." She looked at Jiang Hanguang's puzzled eyes, and help her pull down the trouser legs to cover her knees and calves, "No matter how deep the relationship between the artist and the manager is, your legs are Your legs, no matter what your considerations are, you can refuse me."

Of course Jiang Hanguang knew this, she just didn't want to have any more conflicts with Cheng Ying.

Hua Ran and Lang Wenxing have given her no time to care about him, and she doesn't want to annoy her manager anymore.

Keep your bottom line to the minimum and try not to hinder others. This creed has been ground into Jiang Hanguang's bones by life.

So much so that when she heard Cheng Ying say this set of high-sounding principles, she didn't know how to answer for a while.

In the end, I could only nod, "Well, I see, thank you Mr. Cheng."

"What are you thanking me for..." Thank you for bullying you?

Cheng Ying raised her forehead in her heart. Through this trial, she found that Jiang Hanguang was indeed in a state of passive resistance to everyone.

She has her own bottom line, such as not selling fake products, but the bottom line is very low. Hua Ran bullied her so much that the whole crew could hardly stand it anymore. She, the victim, did not show any signs of it.

In other words, this habit can be regarded as a noble and glamorous version of a flattering personality.

What a harmless thorn, Miss Rose.

Sure enough, it's better to gain trust first, Cheng Ying thought, if Jiang Hanguang continued to guard him like he was guarding against Jie, it must be him who lost his mentality first.

What prompted her to continue "growing flowers" was the domesticated person's dependence on her, and there was no need to raise a flower that was no different to her from outsiders.

Taking a step back, it may be a little bit reluctant for her to rule the world when she is bad, but it is still possible to temporarily set back human civilization for a few decades, and it is too cheap to compare with someone like Fan Jie.

How to make a person trust himself?

In fact, Cheng Ying is not very proficient, and she is definitely not good at being a playboy. Xu Ning and Bai Ruo have no reference value. They basically regarded her as a benefactor for a long time in the beginning. It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not, fear All prompted them to be honest and open enough to her.

Until they found out that she was a paper tiger who only talked but didn't sleep. One went to sleep with someone else, and the other actually wanted to force her bow on her bully.

Forget the past.

Jiang Hanguang should still be worried about whether he wants to sneak up on her, or it is better to talk about work first and let her relax.

Cheng Ying sorted out her thoughts and started the conversation, "Do you know why I signed you?"

She wanted Jiang Hanguang to mention two advantages first, so that she could use this to blow a wave of rainbow farts and establish her image as a reliable agent who only cares about money but not sex.

Jiang Hanguang thought about it, but he still didn't feel that he had any advantages. She looks good and acts well, but this circle doesn't just look at these two things. It can even be said that under the operation of certain means, these two things are also good. Not that important.

She is no longer young, and the meager achievements she had achieved have long since vanished. It is basically a re-starting of everything, and Feng Nan is still watching.

She shook her head honestly.

If you can have one percent of that Miss Hua's swelling, you will be perfect, Miss Jiang.

Cheng Ying could only start another topic, "A few days ago, due to some differences, I terminated the contract with Ms. Xu Ning, so I lost an artist under my command. This is very ugly for an agent, so I From there, I started looking for new artists."

Although these two things are not necessarily connected, Cheng Ying decided to connect them temporarily.

Otherwise, she told Miss Jiang that you remind me of my mother, so I want to help you.

No matter how low Ms. Jiang Hanguang's bottom line is, she may have to call the police first to catch the pervert and eliminate harm for the people.

"Well, so you chose me because..." Hurt by feelings and planning to give up on yourself?

Jiang Hanguang frowned slightly. She didn't expect Cheng Ying to terminate the contract with Xu Ning. She saw that the two were still very close two days ago.

"Are you afraid of being embarrassed to work together again after breaking up?" Jiang Hanguang put it in a more euphemistic way.

"..."

Cheng Ying looked at Jiang Hanguang's puzzled and sympathetic eyes, was speechless at her reasonable and smooth thinking, and decisively changed the subject, "Don't think too much, I chose you purely because I thought you would be popular, so if you are popular, then kind."

Jiang Hanguang was taken aback for a moment, and this time he looked at her with some surprise. There was puzzlement and confusion in his eyes, but there was also a flash of light in his eyes.

Cheng Ying seized the opportunity and said affectionately: "Believe it or not, I signed you for money. I recently fell in love with a single-family villa in the center of Fengyuan, and my funds are a bit tight. The year-end bonus depends entirely on Ms. Jiang !"

Jiang Hanguang was shocked by this sudden and shameless confession of capitalist affection, his pupils quivered, and he didn't know whether to be happy or puzzled for a while.

Cheng Ying laughed more heartily. She suddenly found that it was very interesting to tease Jiang Hanguang into other expressions. Ms. Jiang's incomparable face might not be charming even if she made a grimace. At this moment, she looked at herself blankly. , It's so cute that people want to pinch the cheeks that look so good.

That would be too embarrassing. A reliable manager cannot casually approach an artist. She held back anyway and continued her generous speech.

"So stand up, future big star, you are very expensive, every inch of skin on your body is very valuable. In the future, no matter whether you go to work or off work, you must report to me. A situation like today, don't happen again " She pointed at herself with a smile, "Although I am really useless, I will help you, after all, I still count on you to make money."

The omega on the opposite side lowered her head slightly, pondered for a moment, then raised her head and showed a beautiful and standard smile.

"I see, thank you Mr. Cheng."

There was a little more light in the woman's black eyes, but she was still cautious and reserved.

Like a deer that has escaped from hunters several times, even if someone handed it to her with fresh deer cakes in the gesture of offering, she still maintains a certain degree of vigilance.

Of course, Cheng Ying didn't think about making Jiang Hanguang cry with tears in her eyes and bow her head with just these few words. If she was so easy to fool, how could she run out of the hands of someone like Feng Nan with all her hair and tail.

But having said that, it is always a good result.Next, she will prove with her actions that she is still very useful, so that Ms. Jiang can use it with confidence.

Cheng Ying smiled and held out her hand, "It's a pleasant cooperation."

"Well, happy cooperation." Jiang Hanguang didn't hesitate this time, and his palm, which was two degrees whiter than hers and a circle smaller than hers, gently slid into her palm.

Soft and cool, white and smooth.