love slave

"I do not know what you're talking about."

Ji Yingshu turned around and wanted to leave.

Su Huaixu grabbed his arm, pulled him back fiercely, and stared at him coldly: "What am I talking about, Mr. Ji should be the most understanding person in the world."

Ji Yingshu looked at him coldly.

"I asked myself that I never provoked you, so why did you tear off my clothes at my mother's funeral in front of so many people?" Su Huaixu sneered, "You even poured dirty water on Li Moshang's head Come on! Is that why you like him so much?"

Ji Yingshu's expression became calm, and he said without even raising his eyelids: "I never said that the photos were leaked by Li Moshang, it's because you don't trust him, don't you?"

Su Huaixu clenched his fists.

Ji Yingshu continued: "As for those photos, you took your own clothes off and took them. Why are you afraid of being known by others? I'm just presenting the facts, or are you refusing to admit the facts?"

"So you admit that you leaked those photos," Su Huaixu sneered, "It really was you, Ji Yingshu."

Ji Yingshu's expression was obviously paused, and he reacted extremely quickly: "You lied to me?"

After all, seven years had passed.

Even if Ji Yingshu really left any evidence back then, it would not be so easy to find, so Zhu Yingjun's WeChat message just told him that he didn't find anything.

"I'm just presenting the facts," Su Huaixu sneered, "Or is Mr. Ji not even acknowledging the facts?"

"you……"

"Does Li Moshang know about these things?"

Su Huaixu didn't wait for Li Moshang's answer, and continued, "He doesn't know. If he knew, it's even more impossible for you two to reconcile."

Ji Yingshu's Ni Lin seemed to be touched, so his face became very ugly: "What qualifications do you have to say these words? You are just a model who sells your appearance in exchange for some of his liking. Do you really think he likes you? What he likes is only your body, but if you have such a flaw on your body, it will completely destroy your image in his heart, and then do you think he will like you again?"

Su Huaixu just looked at him coldly and didn't speak.

But his eyes were so condescending that Ji Yingshu felt as if he had been seen through by the man in front of him, he became a little nervous, took a step forward with a pale face, and continued: "Li Mushang is sick, you don't know it? "

"He pursues perfection so much that he drives himself crazy," Ji Yingshu said word by word, "In his heart, you are just a work of art, not even a living person."

"There's no need for Mr. Ji to worry about that." Su Huaixu looked at him expressionlessly, "At least, I should hold a little more weight in his heart than you."

"His illness will recover sooner or later," Ji Yingshu said, "when he recovers, he will come back to my side."

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Su Huaixu hid in the bathroom and smoked half a pack of cigarettes.

The trash can was full of cigarette butts that he had trampled out. Su Huaixu had one in his mouth and one in his hand, watching the cigarette butts gradually being dyed, and finally only a cigarette butt was left.

He was unprecedentedly calm and calm in front of Ji Yingshu, but in fact only he knew that what Ji Yingshu said had not unaffected him.

It's just that he has learned not to show his emotions and anger, so he looks extraordinarily calm, as if he doesn't care about Li Moshang's illness at all.

But he knew that what Ji Yingshu said was the truth.

Su Huaixu was sitting in the bathroom cubicle, and faintly heard Xiao Se calling himself outside, probably the filming was about to start, so the other party's voice looking for him was quite nervous.Su Huaixu raised his hand and pinched the corners of his eyebrows, let out a long breath, put out the cigarette butt and stood up.

"Xiao se." Su Huaixu called out Xiao se's name.

The other party rushed over: "Brother Xu, where did you go?...Why does your body smell like cigarettes?"

"The filming is about to start?" Su Huaixu glanced at the time, "Isn't it two o'clock?"

It's only 01:30 now.

"No," Xiao se pulled him aside in a very mysterious way, and said, "someone is here to visit."

"Who is it?" Su Huaixu's head was a little dizzy, so he still hadn't recovered.

"I'm waiting for you in the lounge." Xiao Se said and dragged Su Huaixu to the lounge.

At the door, Su Huaixu was in a daze until Xiaose opened the door and pushed him in too. Su Huaixu saw Li Moshang sitting on the stool and playing with his things, with a serious look on his face.

Su Huaixu woke up all of a sudden: "Why are you here?"

"I'm not welcome?" Li Moshang turned his head to look at him, frowning slightly, "Why do you look so bad?"

Not only did he look pale, but he also smelled like cigarettes, making him look extremely decadent.

Su Huaixu had no choice but to talk about filming: "I have to be in the film."

Li Moshang didn't believe him: "Who recruited you?"

"No one recruited me." Su Huaixu pinched Li Moshang's face and asked him, "Aren't you busy too, what are you doing here all of a sudden?"

"I have a cooperation to talk to you Director Ning." Li Moshang leaned closer to smell the smoke on his body, his nose was heavy, Li Moshang couldn't help coughing several times, "Go and change clothes."

"Too lazy to change." Su Huaixu said, "Anyway, the filming will start again later."

"Are you angry?"

Su Huaixu was shocked that Li Moshang was able to capture the changes in his emotions so keenly.

He was indeed angry, inexplicably angry.

Maybe it was to vent his anger, anyway, what Ji Yingshu said really hit him - after all, he knew better than anyone else that Ji Yingshu was telling the truth.

Li Mushang was indeed sick.

Su Huaixu looked at Li Moshang with a sad look in his eyes.

Li Moshang pinched his chin and rubbed it gently, and said with a light smile: "Why did you become sad again?"

"Li Moshang," Su Huaixu called his name, "You love...do you like me?"

The word "love" is too heavy, and Su Huaixu didn't dare to say it in the end, even though he loved him very much.

Li Moshang moved closer to him: "Why do you ask this suddenly?"

Su Huaixu's courage was gone again, he turned his head and said, "It's nothing, just ask whatever you want, just let it be if you don't want to answer."

Li Moshang smiled and said, "Love."

Su Huaixu froze for a moment, his back froze, he didn't dare to turn his head to look at Li Moshang, fearing that what he heard just now was his own illusion.

But Li Moshang hugged him, hugged his arm tightly, buried his head in his neck, and said in a muffled voice, "Xiao Xu, I thought you would stop doubting whether I love you or not after seeing my darkroom. about you."

Li Moshang sighed, and said hurtfully, "I love you, but I don't want to lock you up." Love Slave