I ran away after I caught the goddess

After Shen Lishu left Su Lin's house, Su Jiang took his keys and went to a nearby supermarket not long after.

Su Lin is a workaholic. There is no rice, flour, or oil at home, and the refrigerator is empty. Presumably, she doesn't usually eat at home.

The doctor said that Su Lin wanted to eat something light. Su Jiang disliked the heavy oil and salt in the takeout and planned to cook it herself.

When she came back with big bags and small bags, Su Lin was still awake.

After cooking, Su Jiang took a shower and changed into home clothes, and sat by the bed to watch her.

The sick Su Lin didn't have that ruthless spirit, instead she was soft like a little woman who needed someone to take care of her.

Su Jiang knew that this was all an illusion, and when she recovered from her illness, she would turn into that ice face again and drive her away with a heart of stone.

If Su Jiang said that both of them slept, and it was not that he didn't feel it, why would Su Lin refuse to accept the relationship with him?

Didn't they just live together when they were young?

The half-brothers don't even have their names on the same household registration book, so what kind of sisters are they?

At most, they are childhood sweethearts.

It's a pity that Su Lin's green plum is obviously frozen, and her gums hurt even after taking a bite.

The dark gray bed curtains in the room were tightly closed to block the light from outside, and the small warm lamp beside the bed was not turned on, making it dark.

When Su Lin woke up, she couldn't tell whether it was night or day.

After the fever subsided, she was sweating and didn't take a shower. The sticky feeling made her subconsciously frowned.

Fortunately, the lead-filled head was finally sober, and the energy was good enough to work for more than ten hours.

When she woke up, her first reaction was to touch the mobile phone beside the pillow.

I don't know how long I slept this time, and the alarm clock didn't ring.

Su Lin felt empty with her right hand.

She also couldn't remember whether she had left her mobile phone in the living room when she had a fever, but she only remembered that when she got up in the morning, the pain seemed to explode, heavy and heavy, like a needle prick.

Shen Lishu had an exclusive interview, and after Su Lin reluctantly replied to her message to reassure her, she made herself a cup of cold spirit and prepared to sleep for a while.

She thought about sleeping for another half an hour before getting up.

then……

Then the back burned so badly that she lost consciousness.

Su Lin lifted the quilt and sat up, stepping on the wooden floor and not in a hurry to put on slippers.

Shen Lishu seemed to have been here yesterday, she vaguely heard her voice.

In addition to Shen Lishu, there seems to be Su Jiang.

Jiangsu...

Su Lin frowned and raised her hand to pinch her eyebrows.

"Wake up." In the quiet room, Su Jiang's sudden sound startled Su Lin.

Su Jiang didn't want to scare her at all, but seeing her sitting on the edge of the bed in a daze, not knowing what she was thinking, and not paying attention to him at all, he couldn't help reminding her.

The room was too dark, Su Jiang reached out and opened the curtain at hand, and the bright light from outside poured in, forming a beam gap.

Su Lin squinted her eyes and turned her head, only then did she see someone sitting on the sofa by the bay window in her room.

She was stunned for a moment, her originally dazed expression subsided, and she returned to her business-like indifference and alienation, "Why are you here?"

"Come to take care of you," Su Jiang pretended not to hear the coldness in her voice, "I knew you were sick as soon as I got off the plane, and you really gave me a 'meeting gift'."

"Besides, if it wasn't for me, Li Shu wouldn't be able to come in." Su Jiang looked up at Su Lin, "How old are you, don't you even know you have a fever? Can cold spirit reduce fever? Why don't you have any common sense in life?" .”

"It has nothing to do with you." Su Lin put on her shoes and got off the bed expressionlessly.

"If it really has nothing to do with me, you'd be a fool now." Seeing her going out, Su Jiang got up and followed her, "Li Shu asked you to rest for two more days, and she asked someone to hand over her work."

"I'm fine." Su Lin was very stubborn. After getting the mobile phone from the bedside table, she was about to call Shen Lishu. "I'll go back to the studio later."

She went to the changing room to get a change of clothes, Su Jiang saw that she was picking work clothes and knew that she was not talking casually, but really planned to go back to work.

"Are you sick? Are you sick?" Su Jiang closed the clothes cabinet door for her, a little angry, "Shen Lishu's studio can't operate without you, right?"

Su Jiang stretched out his hand to touch Su Lin's forehead, "Did you know that you had a fever of 40.5°C yesterday? If we hadn't come here in time, no one would have known you died here. You have to go to work as soon as the fever subsides. It's work." Is it important or life is important?"

Su Lin frowned and waved Su Jiang's hand away, she took her clothes and went to the bathroom.

Su Jiang was about to die of anger from her, his jaw tensed, and the fire in his heart shot up, "Shen Lishu also advised me to be a human being, just like you, even if I am a Buddha, I can be turned into a beast by your anger. !"

"I'll ask you again, are you sure you're going to work?" Su Jiang stopped Su Lin.

Su Lin was forced to stop and look at her with serious eyes, "Yes, so can you go?"

"Let's go?" Su Jiang took a deep breath, thinking that you forced me.

She suddenly put her arms around Su Lin's neck and kissed her on the mouth.

Abstinence, abstinence from sex.

Su Lin owes something like this. Shit!

Su Lin's eyes widened in astonishment, and after realizing it, she immediately stretched out her hand and pushed her to struggle.

The two fell on the sofa pushing and shoving, the clothes Su Lin just took fell all over the floor, and the slippers were also kicked under the coffee table.

Su Jiang knew Su Lin's body so well, even better than she herself.

Su Lin didn't know whether she was angry or something, she was very red, she clenched Su Jiang's wrist tightly, and said in a cold voice, "Get lost."

If Su Jiang could be so obedient, he wouldn't have the key to Su Lin's house.

A few minutes later, she pressed Su Lin on the sofa, moved her index finger flexibly like scrolling a mouse wheel, and asked in a low voice, "How do you want me to 'roll'?"

Su Lin blocked her eyes with one arm, her breathing was heavy, her chest heaved obviously, she bit her lip and refused to answer Su Jiang's question.

Call her despicable in my heart.

The sofa space is too small, as narrow as the upper and lower beds with a width of 0.8m in the boarding school.

The difference between the two is that the sofa is softer than the plank bed, but stronger than the plank bed, and will not "squeak" when it is slightly moved.

At that time, it was the first time for the two of them to be thin-skinned, and they would feel embarrassed.

"I really miss the plank bed," Su Jiang said in a low voice, "That movement sounds particularly taboo."

Su Lin obviously didn't want to recall the source of their absurdity with Su Jiang.

If it hadn't been for that summer afternoon, if the rest of them hadn't gone home, they wouldn't be rolling on the sofa like they are now.

Maybe they still get along as sisters. Even if their parents remarry, they will rent in the same place after graduation, instead of one in Shanghai and one in Beijing.

"Hurry up if you want to do it." Su Lin said hoarsely, thinking about returning to work after the end.

Su Jiang laughed angrily, with a dangerous voice, "Sister, it's because I'm too gentle, making you feel that you still have strength later. Or have you been empty for too long, and you can't help it?"

She is so sick and wants to go to work. Should it be said that Su Lin loves work, or does she not care about her body?

Su Lin's scalp was numb, she shivered, her knees clamped Su Jiang's forearm, and she opened her mouth to bite her other hand.

Only then did Su Jiang realize that he still hadn't cut his nails before he came.

She originally planned to get a manicure, but now it seems that she may not be able to do it.

The two go from the sofa to the bedroom and later the bathtub.

Every time Su Lin said it was the last time as before, but every time Su Jiang succeeded.

As if she lived here, she had no intention of going back to her home at all.

Su Lin drove her away with a cold face, but Su Jiang pretended not to hear.

The most shameless thing is that Su Jiang downloaded the "Zhi Ya" sound from someone who didn't know where, and played it to her with a headset next to her other ear while she was on the phone.

In the left ear is the sound of serious work discussions, and in the right ear is the sound of bed boards in high school dormitory.

The two voices poured into her head at the same time, Su Lin was about to be forced into a mental breakdown by Su Jiang, and her scalp was about to explode.

Su Jiang stretched out his hand and smiled triumphantly, "It seems that I am not the only one who responds to this voice."

"You concentrate on filming, I'll go back to the studio tomorrow." Su Lin hung up the call with Shen Lishu, and stopped Su Jiang's hand to look at her with a cold face.

"Is it interesting? With my sister, are you satisfying you with some strange xp?" Su Lin clenched her phone tightly, her voice calm, "If you are really lesbian, go find a woman to have a serious relationship with, not I miss your sister all the time."

"If you want to have fun, I don't have time to accompany you." Su Lin took a deep breath, her vocal cords were astringent, "I'm not a lesbian, and I don't like women. My father and your mother can't accept it either."

"You take care of yourself." Su Lin picked up her computer and locked herself in the study.

The door was slammed shut, Su Jiang leaned against the door of the study, pressed the soft flesh of his left cheek with the tip of his tongue, and smiled self-deprecatingly.

This is not the first time Su Lin said this, she is almost used to it.

This person has always refused to admit the relationship between the two other than sisters. He is so rigid that he thinks he is straight even if it is flooded.

It's not that Su Jiang hasn't tried hard, but the effect is mediocre.

She packed her things silently and left.

After hesitating for a while before leaving, he still took out the spare key of Su Lin's house in his handbag and put it on the coffee table.

This was snatched by her shamelessly three years ago.

On the way home by taxi, Su Jiang looked out the window quietly, and sent a message to Shen Lishu when he was almost at the door:

[The rice owed to me, please come back, and bring your little artist with you when the time comes. ]

When Shen Lishu received the news, she had just finished filming her scene, so she replied:

[it is good. ]

Over there, Su Jiang didn't send any more messages, so Shen Lishu held his phone with the screen off, and looked up to watch An Rongrong filming.

I don't know if it was her illusion, but Shen Lishu always felt that An Rongrong was avoiding her.

After she came back in the morning, it was rare for An Rongrong to come over with her eyes full of joy like before.

"Crack," Mao said, "This part of An Rongrong's scene is over, take a break, and start filming the next one immediately."

The part of filming now is that Ye Tan has a crush on Luo Yue, and he will subconsciously take care of this newcomer in the company.

It's a bit like when Shen Lishu gave a play to a newcomer, An Rongrong.

"Mr. Shen." An Rongrong came over to get the script, and nodded to Shen Lishu in greeting.

An Rongrong didn't know how she said those words, but holding her breath in her heart, she subconsciously called out these three words to Shen Lishu.

Shen Lishu slightly raised his eyebrows, and stretched out his hand to cover An Rongrong's script on the table in a funny way, not letting her take it away, "Why are you calling Teacher Shen again?"

It took An Rongrong a lot of effort before to close the distance with Shen Lishu, step by step from Teacher Shen to sister, Sister Li Shu.

Now I just went out for a trip, why did I become unfamiliar with her when I came back?

Shen Lishu looked at An Rongrong in puzzlement.

Is this child a fish?Seven seconds to remember, forget all the previous things after a night's absence?

An Rongrong bit her lower lip, looked at the script that was pressed by Shen Lishu, and stubbornly chose to get her spare one.

She squatted in the corner to read the script, like a couple having a temper tantrum, she was unwilling to have a good talk with Shen Lishu.

The goddess didn't return home at night, and she didn't explain when she came back. During this period, she neither called nor responded to messages.

An Rongrong felt that she should be angry.

But Shen Lishu was sitting not far away, An Rongrong couldn't help but want to see what she was doing, and couldn't help pricking up her ears to listen to her talking to others.

An Rongrong missed her after only one day.

So An Rongrong's face was very tangled, not knowing whether he was torturing himself or "punishing" her by deliberately not talking to Shen Lishu.

Shen Lishu glanced at An Mushroom who was squatting in the corner from the corner of his eye, and asked Xiao Zhang softly, "Did something happen to Rongrong in the crew yesterday?"

Xiao Zhang shook his head in doubt, "No, Director Mao still praised her."

Xiao Zhang told Shen Lishu everything An Rongrong did yesterday, in every detail.

It sounded the same as usual, nothing out of the ordinary.

Shen Lishu became even more suspicious, until he accidentally heard from the assistant director that An Rongrong called yesterday at ten o'clock in the evening to ask when she would be back.

The assistant director laughed, "Rongrong actually cares about Teacher Shen."

Shen Lishu suddenly understood something.

I was too busy yesterday, so I didn't see the news about An Rongrong until evening.

At the same time, Shen Lishu knew his little artist very well, as long as he sent her a message at that time, An Rongrong could chat with her energetically until midnight.

It would be easier to know why the other party was angry with her.

Shen Lishu thought it was a little funny, that An Rongrong had a temper with her, which is really a good sign.

At least it shows that she is no longer just an idol in her heart.

Shen Lishu consciously blocked An Rongrong.

From the bathroom to the dressing room, she followed her slowly without saying a word.

Today's filming scene is over, the makeup artist lady is still outside, and An Rongrong is alone in the dressing room.

Shen Lishu knocked on the door and came in, An Rongrong turned to look over.

The clothes on Shen Lishu's body have not been changed into private clothes yet. He is wearing a pure white shirt with two collar buttons unbuttoned and three-quarter-length high-waisted black suit pants. His curly hair is tied into a low ponytail, and he looks like a capable elite.

She leaned against the door frame with her arms folded lazily and raised her eyebrows, "Talk?"

Just like the female president who chats with problematic employees.

An Rongrong picked her fingers together, her eyes flickered and she looked down at her nails, her breathing was tight.

Especially when An Rongrong heard Shen Lishu lock the door from the inside with his backhand, the crisp "click" almost exploded in her ears.

In his mind, he unconsciously recalled the kiss between the two in the bathroom and the stairway, and his face started to feel hot.

Shen Lishu still wore the same pair of silver stiletto high heels today. When she walked from the door, the only sound in the quiet dressing room was the crisp and pleasant sound of her heels stepping on the floor tiles.

Take a look, not too fast.

It was like stepping on the tip of An Rongrong's heart, making her tremble uncontrollably, and she was overwhelmed by Shen Lishu's aura.

"Mr. Shen, Mr. Shen," An Rongrong called out stammeringly.

An Rongrong made up her mind, if Shen Lishu doesn't coax her today, she won't let her kiss him no matter what!

Shen Lishu asked, "What are you calling me?"

She had a laughing voice and looked very kind, but An Rongrong could hear danger from it.

An Rongrong was already scared, but the sense of death in her heart prompted her to shout again.

"Mr. Shen."

It's not her who doesn't come home at night, so why should she be cowardly?

An Rongrong took a deep breath, and straightened Asize's chest, especially rebellious.

Kiss me if you can!

The author has something to say: Shen Yinghou: It’s the first time I’ve seen such a request, you can’t justify it if you don’t satisfy it

Here comes the copywriting part!

感谢在2021-06-2818:19:01~2021-06-2918:38:07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: 2 cannon;

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: 20 bottles of xxfgxx; 2 bottles of Li Shi Wei Wei;

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