bait [entertainment circle]

◎Have you learned it◎

Because of playing the violin since he was a child, Shang Lingjue hardly ever keeps his nails.

"But my nails are not long," Shang Lingjue realized something belatedly, his face burned up, his pupils were shining like a black cat begging for food, "Sister, you mean, mean that ..."

"Shh," Si Er's fingers were pressed down with a cold fragrance, and the end of her eyes were raised sharply and coquettishly, "Don't ask so many questions, just listen to me."

"Oh." Shang Lingjue smelled the cold fragrance that was close at hand, like a cat drinking milk until it was full.

"Come on, I'll teach you how to drink and suck on a lime."

The wine glass was shaking in Sier's hand, reflecting a blurred light like a phantom.

"A little more salt."

After the woman's deep and cold voice fell, Shang Lingjue watched helplessly as the white particles on his index finger were slowly swept away by the heat, leaving behind a warm temperature.

S Er raised his head slightly and drank the wine in the glass, "Drink it down in one last gulp."

The strong wine was burning in the woman's body, and the aroma of the wine was entangled with the cold fragrance. Ser looked at Shang Lingjue not far away, and the wine red nightgown could barely cover the porcelain white skin, like a fire burning with frost.

"Kid, have you learned it?"

Shang Lingjue lowered his eyelashes, trying his best to hide the magnificence rolling in his eyes.Wang Wang replied a little shyly, "Well, yes."

"Good boy," Si Er straightened up, looked down at the girl who was as white and flawless as a pear blossom, and smiled wantonly, "Then show me once."

After licking off the remaining grains of salt, Shang Lingjue just bit into the lime when he saw Si Er take the bottle away from the corner of his eye, and then poured down the spirits again.

"Sister, why are you still... umm."

The spirits and the cold fragrance enter the mouth together, followed by the collision of various flavors.The soft touch made Shang Lingjue involuntarily close his eyes, allowing himself to sink.

It was a long time before Shang Lingjue heard S Er's soft laughter. She opened her eyes and found that the woman had already sat back in another armchair.

Those slender and charming eyes were looking at her intently, but she felt that she was not actually seeing herself in the woman's eyes.

A little fickle, a little melancholy.

"Sister, will you go to that love variety show?" Shang Lingjue swallowed the wine S Er fed, and the fireball rolled down her throat. She suddenly got courage from nowhere and blurted out.

Searle frowned, as if he didn't understand what she was asking.

Before Shang Lingjue could ask the question of are you unhappy again, Si Er raised his hair and said indifferently, "Go and rest."

Before the words were finished, the woman got up and walked to the bedroom. The nightgown around her waist just outlined her soft waist like spring water.

"Sister, are you not open..."

S Er stopped in his tracks without looking back, his voice was neither sad nor happy, "Don't ask about things that have nothing to do with you."

In the bedroom, Si Er took off the sterling silver Z-shaped earrings, and Shang Lingjue stared at this graceful figure steadfastly.

To her, Sir is like a mysterious and distant but beautiful blue sea, she can't read her, but she can't help but want to sail.

But she remembered a sentence she had read before, you think you can't understand a person, it is precisely because others don't want you to understand.

The last light in the suite went out, and in the darkness Shang Lingjue heard Si Er leaning against his ear and saying softly:

"Take off the hearing aid, good boy."

"But I won't hear..."

"What if it gets dirty?" There was a faint glint in S Er's eyes, "We are all inexperienced, aren't we?"

Hearing Si Er's voice that seemed to show weakness, Shang Lingjue resignedly took off his hearing aid and put it aside, and entered an almost silent world, like a silent deep sea.

But pink bubbles popped up in the deep sea, this is after she and Si Er got married..."

Although she already has experience, as Syl said, she has no experience.

The resentment and sourness in my heart gradually dissipated as the feeling became softer and softer.Before sinking completely, Shang Lingjue still rationally felt that he was indeed a very coaxable child.

On the surface, I want a cake, but actually a candy wrapped in colorful sugar paper is enough.

The living room was burning with dense and delicate water agarwood, and it was raining heavily outside, with thunder and lightning.

Shang Lingjue knew it was raining at a glance. She didn't like rain. It rained heavily on the day her parents had an accident, and it also rained heavily on the day she was expelled from school.

But it was also on a rainy day that I met Sir.

As a result, what the two meet is not only fate, but more.

The next day, Shang Lingjue woke up to the smell of pork liver soup, which made her exhausted last night.After half closing her eyes for a long time, her thoughts slowly came back.

Everything that happened yesterday was played back in her mind, and Shang Lingjue remembered that she was sleeping in room 2702 now.

Compared with 2701 and 2702, the decoration elements are much more elegant and fresh. The lotus-colored curtains are blown by the wind, which is elegant and fresh.

She raised her sore arm and rubbed her eyes, and saw the pork liver and spinach soup on the bed cabinet.

"I asked them to bring you a new set of clothes." Si Er came out of the bathroom wiping her hair. In the morning light, her skin was like unmelted ice and snow in early spring, exquisite and flawless, and her whole body was beautiful and free from dust.

"Sister, is your body okay? Is there any discomfort?" Shang Lingjue was wearing a white camisole with a clean demeanor.

Looking at Si Er, she shyly touched the red mole on her earlobe.

In fact, that can't be regarded as a mole, but the scar left by the car accident that year, which turned a little red over time.

Hearing this, Si Er coughed as if choking, her eyes rolled, and she said coquettishly, "Of course I'm fine if you ask me any nonsense."

"However, your face is a little pale, isn't it..."

"Shut up," Si Er gave Shang Lingjue a sideways look, domineering and bright, "Drink pork liver and spinach soup, it's good for your ears."

"Okay, I'll go brush my teeth first." Shang Lingjue changed into her underwear and put on the sweater with a hood prepared by Si Er, obediently like a high school student going to school.

In fact, she doesn't like the taste of pork liver at all, but it's the only dish Si Er cooks for her, so she eats it all every time.

This is probably what you like a person, this person gives you, no matter how bitter it is, it is sweet.

The sofa beside him sank, and Shang Lingjue felt Si Er's body temperature.She swallowed the last sip of pork liver and spinach soup, and asked rather boldly:

"Sister, it will be my birthday after a while, can you come?"

"Is it your birthday?" Si Er bit his lip, tilted his head and said, "It should be okay, if it's okay."

"Really?" Shang Lingjue turned sideways and looked at Si Er cautiously. After all, Si Er was always busy, and he only stayed with him for three days during the Spring Festival last year before leaving.

The girl's deer-like eyes were bright and wet, and her hair fell on her cheeks, slender and soft, sweet and pleasant.

"Well, really."

Shang Lingjue, who had no hope at first, seemed to be wishing for candies at this moment, but the elk sent a child with year-round cakes. The corners of her lips were raised, and she fixedly looked at S Er, with a strand of black and soft forehead hair Being blown by the morning wind, it stirred someone's heartstrings.

"Looking at me so obediently, do you want to do it again?" Si Er's breathing quickened a little, his lips were as moist as cherries covered with dew in the morning.

"elder sister."

Si Er strongly supported his sister's frame, and carefully scanned Shang Lingjue's fingers with the eyes of looking at the hand model, as if appreciating exquisite art.

"Take good care of your hands in the future." Si Er's eyes darkened, and he motioned for Shang Lingjue to stretch out his slender and white index finger, where tiny calluses grew from holding the piano for many years, "Don't grow too hard calluses, otherwise It will hurt."

cocoon?Shang Lingjue reacted for a while, pursed his lips, and whispered yes.

"And why is there a small hole here?"

Small hole?Shang Lingjue withdrew her hand and found a small wound on her right thumb. She said with some guilt, "Maybe I accidentally bumped it, it doesn't matter."

Then, Si Er took out a piece of Pink Pig's band-aid from the bag, tore open the package, carefully pasted the band-aid, and then gently wrapped it around.

The pink pig's beady eyes were directed at Shang Lingjue, looking a little funny, but Si Er smiled satisfied and said to be careful not to get wet.

"However, it's only 08:30, and we still have an hour." Si Er's red lips were slightly hooked, and his eyes were flowing with style, "Don't get the band-aids wet."

One hour?Shang Lingjue thought that his flight back to City B was at twelve o'clock, so there was still time.

The next moment, the cold fragrance was tangy and touching.S Er's long hair was laid out on the sofa, lazily casual and alluring.

A burst of music sounded untimely, and a slender white hand picked up the phone.

"Are you getting off the plane? Come to see me specially?" Si Er frowned and pushed Shang Lingjue away, making a silent gesture. The eyes that were still blurred just now had quickly regained clarity, even indifference. .

"Sister?" Seeing Si Er push away and put on a more gorgeous dress, Shang Lingjue thought that there was something wrong with Si Er's filming.

However, after Si Er hung up the phone, she called her agent Chen Yan again, saying that she would cancel the commercial shooting in the morning.Then he put down his phone and casually applied lipstick in front of the mirror.

With the remaining warmth on his hands still warm, Shang Lingjue wiped the water on a paper towel, saw that Si Er had already walked into the porch, and turned back to himself and said:

"Kid, help me get my phone."

She said hello and grabbed the mobile phone beside her, only to find that the screen of the mobile phone suddenly lit up and two WeChat messages appeared.

[I told you earlier that you are not allowed to be in a romance show, if you want to, you can only be with me...]

[And even if you get married, the relationship between us will be the same as before...]

The sender's note is a bunny emoji.

Shang Lingjue choked for breath, and quickly returned to normal. She walked to the porch, handed the phone to Si Er, half of her face was covered by her loose hair.

"I have something to do, I have to go first." Sier added a black trench coat, black sunglasses, beautiful red lips, and stiletto high-heeled shoes, majestic, "I will send you a message when the time comes. "

Shang Lingjue didn't speak, his whole face was hidden in the shadows, his pupils were deep.

Just when Si Er was about to close the door, Shang Lingjue suddenly asked:

"Sister, who are you going to see?"