bait [entertainment circle]

◎Are you forced to marry me◎

Si Er was standing at the door wearing a moon-white silk bathrobe. Her body was graceful and slender, her long black hair fell on her delicate collarbone, she was luxurious and coquettish, and her gestures exuded the elegance and elegance of being tired of everything.

Sometimes Shang Lingjue dare not easily use the word "sensuality" to describe Si Er, it is a word that doesn't suit her well.

Sir, it's just beautiful.

The beauty is too dazzling, and I may never be able to catch up.

"Well, I'm a little sleepy." Shang Lingjue avoided Si Er's sight.

"What's the matter, are you still so unhappy?" Si Er came over and sat on the sofa with Shang Lingjue, a cold fragrance spread in the room, "It's all trivial things, don't take it to heart."

The pattern on the wooden boards on the ground was very elegant. Shang Lingjue stared at it for a while, then rubbed his eyes, raised his head and said, "I see."

"There's no need to be angry," Si Er leaned halfway on the sofa, his clear voice seemed to be filled with crushed ice, "You've made your debut in the future, and even worse words are everywhere, can you still quarrel with people in a ignorant way?"

Are you really ignorant?But I have worked very hard, Shang Lingjue lowered his head, feeling a tightness in his throat, tired and frustrated.

Frustrated like a lonely rag doll who can't find a cardboard box.

"However, the makeup this time is very suitable for you." S Er fixedly looked at Shang Lingjue's curvy chin, and forced her to raise her head with his eyes. There seemed to be a touch of doting tenderness in the woman's eyes, "Very beautiful."

Maybe it was Shang Lingjue's bewildered and pale eyes that pleased Si Er.The woman was silent for a while, then suddenly stroked her hair lightly, "Be happy."

Shang Lingjue quietly smelled the elegant cold fragrance on the woman's body, but tears flowed out of her eyes without warning, she was a little happy

Feeling a little sad again, I fixedly looked at the stars outside the window and asked:

"Sister, are you forced to marry me?"

The hand touching the hair stopped for a moment, and then Si Er smiled slightly and said, "How is that possible."

Hearing the answer, Shang Lingjue quietly wiped away his tears, still maintaining his faceless movements, and did not speak again.

Sometimes, she has a very strange feeling that Si Er knows what she is thinking.The only difference is whether Syl wants to understand or not.

"By the way, you didn't seem to use the card I gave you once." Si Er let go of Shang Lingjue, got up and poured a glass of warm water, "I remember that the company's salary for trainees is not very high."

"It's okay. I used to train more than ten hours a day, and there was no place to spend money." Shang Lingjue followed Si Er, and she looked down at the ground in embarrassment until Si Er turned around jokingly.

Although she is married to Si Er, in Shang Lingjue's heart, she still owes Si Er a large amount of money, which cannot be offset by marriage.

Especially since she likes Si Er, she doesn't want money to be mixed with this love.As long as she keeps working hard, more income will come soon.

"It seems that in another month, you two will be preparing to debut?" Si Er's red lips brushed against the glass, leaving a faint imprint.

"Well, but it seems that one more person needs to be added to the combination."

Si Er raised his eyebrows, and returned to his casual look, "You can just listen to the arrangements for the company's affairs. How does it feel to play the piano at the scene today?"

Before Shang Lingjue could answer, Si Er leaned slowly on the sofa, with a smile in his slender eyes, "I almost forgot, you have been playing on stage since you were a child, so you shouldn't be nervous at all."

"Actually, I'm still a little nervous," because you were also there... Shang Lingjue swallowed this sentence in time, which seemed a bit pretentious to her, and said instead:

"Because it's quite different from before."

"That's it," Si Er stretched lightly, with a graceful and charming figure, she glanced at the wall clock, opened the script again, and urged Shang Lingjue, "It's already nine o'clock, hurry up and take a bath." Take a shower and rest, I have work to do tomorrow."

"Oh, good." Shang Lingjue took the white bathrobe that Si Er took out from the closet, quickly walked into the bathroom, took off his clothes and turned on the shower.

Half an hour later, Shang Lingjue came out of the bathroom brushing his hair, but he didn't see Si Er who was supposed to be sitting on the sofa reading the script.

Go back from the living room, open a mahogany door, surrounded by painted shower curtains, Shang Lingjue put on wooden clogs in the mist, and walked slowly into the depths of the water vapor.

This is a semi-open-air hot spring room, with several skylights wide open, the cold wind blowing in and the heat of the hot spring blend and dissipate in the air.

In the square hot spring pool, S Er was leaning casually and lazily against the edge of the pool with a slender mole in his left hand.

Under the light, the hot spring water is soft blue, and the smoke and water light condense into a psychedelic color.

The woman's tall and delicate nose bridge and perfectly shaped red lips were faintly submerged in the mist.

The mint-flavored smoke was diluted by water vapor, as light as green bamboo in the deep mountains.

"Little friend, come down." Si Er pointed to the floating wooden boat, "I brought you an iced Coke."

Embarrassed to take off her clothes, Shang Lingjue hesitated for a long time, and then slowly went into the water. The hot water made her face flush, and the pale and sickly smell in the past turned into a faint moistness.

"What are you doing so far away from me, singing to each other across the strait?" Si Er flicked the cigarette ash lightly, and there was a thrilling beauty in her ordinary movements.

Glancing at the stone lantern by the hot spring pool, Shang Lingjue leaned on the wall and moved over cautiously. Ripples appeared on the water surface, and the halo shattered into thousands of pieces in an instant.

"Sister, I remember you don't smoke."

"Well, there is a drama in which the second female lead is a killer and always smokes this kind of cigarette. I'm very interested, so I want to try it," Si Er looked at the occasional sparks from the cigarette butt, and explained lightly.

"Second girl?" Shang Lingjue was half a meter away from S' Er, not daring to look directly at S' Er, so he shrunk his face into the water from time to time, "Sister, you seem to have only played the leading role, why..."

"I didn't have a choice before, but now I want to choose a more challenging role, and the position doesn't matter at all." Si Er's eyes were shining charmingly, she opened the Coke for Shang Lingjue, and the sound of bubbling bubbles filled their ears side.

Following Si Er's movements, her long black hair spread out in the water, and the silk skirt stuck to her body, outlining a beauty like a distant mountain, hazy and distant in the world of light and water.

There is a huge contrast with her cold and abstinent noble appearance, an extremely stunning beauty.

The black-haired beauty approached her, and was getting closer and closer, Shang Lingjue just wanted to speak but choked up——

She forgot that she was in the water again.

It wasn't until the ice-cold Coke was handed over that Shang Lingjue returned to normal. She took a sip of the ice-cold Coke, thinking it would suppress her cough, but the carbon dioxide made her cough worse.

"You're reckless, you're already twenty years old," Si'er sighed softly with water in his pupils.

"Yes, sorry."

Si Er walked up to Shang Lingjue, brushed away the wet hair on his forehead, and gently touched Shang Lingjue's eyes as gently as if he were treating precious celadon, "Ice blue colored contact lenses are very suitable for you, your eyes are very beautiful. "

At this moment, Shang Lingjue suddenly remembered that he forgot to take off his colored contact lenses, the ice blue pupils should be a little too exaggerated.

"Yang Jia hired a good makeup artist."

"Makeup artist?" Shang Lingjue couldn't help but understand why the topic had something to do with Yang Jia.

"I mean, you can ask them to do more makeup like this for you in the future."

"Sister, do you really think it looks good?"

"Well, it looks good, and it matches you well." Si Er looked at Shang Lingjue intently, with a scent of cold fragrance thick and faint, moving from far to near.

Si Er squandered the lipstick on his lips recklessly, like cherry blossoms falling on a snow-capped mountain, "Look at me."

Shang Lingjue saw Si Er's red lips slightly parted, and the woman's slender peach eyes seemed to be filled with fine wine, intoxicating.

The cola and the hearing aid were placed on the shore together. Shang Lingjue's eye sockets were reddened by the steaming hot spring water, and his ice-blue pupils shone softly.

Stone lanterns illuminate the water sparkling.

All the way away from the hot spring room, the hot spring water dripped on the carpet, and the dim light reflected blurred light and shadow.

In the case of hearing loss, Shang Lingjue's eyesight is extremely sharp, and he can see the patterns on the carpet clearly.

Under the dim light, S Er's eyes were lightly closed from time to time, his lips were as red as flames.

Because he didn't have a hearing aid, Shang Lingjue couldn't hear Si Er's voice, so he could only judge from the shape of his mouth that Si Er seemed to be calling his name intermittently.

Suddenly, Si Er's cell phone rang, and without the slightest hesitation, Si Er got up and got out of bed, his slender legs stretched out in a beautiful arc in the hazy night.

Someone calling Searle at this late hour?Shang Lingjue glanced at the wall clock at eleven o'clock, took out a tissue to wipe off the water on his hands, and put on his hearing aid.

There was a woman on the other end of the phone.

In the middle of the night, the female voice said softly, "Xiao Er, did you disturb your rest?"

Just after getting out of the scorching heat, Si Er's voice was very clear, so clear that he was a little happy, "No, you just had an operation, have you cultivated well?"

The concern in the words is beyond words.

Si Er held the mobile phone and walked towards the wall, the voice on the phone could hardly be heard, only Si Er said softly:

"Okay, I will pay attention to it, you should rest soon."

After hanging up the phone, Si Er had time to straighten out the bathrobe hanging on his elbow, put the phone aside, and walked back.

"Sister, whose call is it so late?" Shang Lingjue sat on the edge of the bed, dangling her thin legs, and there was a trace of uneasiness hidden in her clear and beautiful eyes like a deer.

Hearing Shang Lingjue's words, a trace of complicated emotions flashed in Si Er's eyes, he was stunned for a while, and said lightly:

"a friend."

Shang Lingjue still looked at Si Er, but Si Er turned his gaze away.She felt like a melted marshmallow falling wet and sticky to the floor.

"Remember to take off the ring tomorrow, so as not to be discovered." Si Er shook his empty left hand, signaling Shang Lingjue not to forget.

"Okay, I remember," Shang Ling Jue hurriedly stood up, ready to put the ring into the box in the pocket of his coat.

"Little friend, are you jealous again?" Si Er stood behind Shang Lingjue, breathed like blue, and smiled lightly, "You've been like a little milk cat recently, how did you grow up so clingy?"