deliberate kiss

Chapter 394 Be by Your Side
"Huh?" Cheng Weiyue didn't understand.

"Don't grab it, my heart will come to you by itself."

What he said was too serious, without a trace of deceit.

So this sentence, which is slightly exaggerated by others, is actually very credible.

The smile in Cheng Weiyue's eyes deepened little by little, and she said softly: "Zhou Jingwei, what should I do then?"

"As long as you don't dislike it, that's enough." Zhou Jingwei's eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses were gentle and clean.

The two had a simple dinner, and then the moonlight melted into the dizzying artificial lake in the front hall, shattering the ground with frost.

The TV screen was emitting a blue light, and the news was being broadcast.

"In the near future, our city will be attacked by strong cold air. Citizens are requested to take precautions when going out."

Cheng Weiyue bit an apple, looked up from the script, and glanced at the host who was talking about the weather forecast in a correct way.

Zhou Jingwei put a pot of attractive cherries in front of Cheng Weiyue, also looked up at the TV, and said lightly: "The weather is quite weird recently."

It's not winter yet, and the weather is getting colder by the minute.

"I've heard a saying that global warming and environmental pollution have caused abnormal climate."

"Maybe." Zhou Jingwei pinched the tip of Cheng Weiyue's nose and said, "Eat some fruit."

Cheng Weiyue smiled sweetly at him: "If I eat them all, is there any reward?"

"What reward do you want?" Zhou Jingwei smiled slowly, the curvature of his thin lips bewitching: "Is kissing you a reward?"

"Shouldn't this be your reward?" Cheng Weiyue cast a reproachful glance at him, and said, "Zhou Jingwei, you're simply taking advantage of me."

"Can I take advantage of that?" His voice was hoarse, indescribably bewitching.

Cheng Weiyue blushed, but still straightened up, and kissed him on the side of the cheek neatly: "Okay, this will give you an advantage."

About love to the extreme, it is always connivance and indulgence.

The next day, morning.

The cold air had long been a sign, and when Cheng Weiyue woke up, she saw a thin layer of fog formed outside the French windows.

She thought that the weather should cool down a lot, so she chose a thick white windbreaker to put on.

Lan Rong's phone call came in early in the morning, he was full of energy, as if he hadn't slept all night, abnormally excited.

"Cheng Weiyue, I stayed up late last night to finish reading the script you wrote for me!" Lan Rong said excitedly: "I think this movie will definitely exert a huge influence! It will definitely shock the movie world!"

Cheng Weiyue laughed at what he said, combed her hair and said, "Why do you have more confidence than me?"

Shocking the movie world, Cheng Weiyue never thought about it.

"I've read a lot of scripts, Cheng Weiyue, you believe me, this script is really well written, so good that I think it's my honor that you can choose me to play it."

After Lan Rong spoke, his voice gradually calmed down and became indescribably serious.

Cheng Weiyue lowered her eyes and listened quietly, with a faint smile on her brows and eyes.

"Cheng Weiyue, are you still listening to me?"

"I'm listening." Cheng Weiyue put down the comb and looked at her own face in the mirror: "Lan Rong, I will take a good picture of it, at least, I want to be worthy of what you said to me today."

After talking on the phone with Lan Rong, Cheng Weiyue went downstairs.

The air was filled with the aroma of breakfast, Cheng Weiyue saw Zhou Jingwei's back, busy at the dining table, which was reassuring.

Cheng Weiyue has always believed that love is about one person's willingness to change for another person, such as the heinous person who wants to be good, or the most indifferent person with hot tears.

Cheng Weiyue always felt that Zhou Jingwei was no longer what he looked like when she first met him.

"Wake up? Come down for breakfast." His tone was gentle.

Cheng Weiyue said yes with a smile, and walked briskly down.

Breakfast is simple fried eggs and sandwiches, Cheng Weiyue bit the sandwich, looked at Zhou Jingwei drinking coffee, smiled and said: "Didn't you say last night that you are very busy today, maybe you can't make breakfast for me? "

"I'm very busy, but I asked Chen Yi'an to back my schedule for 20 minutes." Zhou Jingwei put down his coffee cup, squinting his eyes slightly with a bright smile on his elegant and dignified face: "After all, it's important to catch the little princess. Heart, you have to grab the little princess' stomach first."

The two smiled tacitly, and the atmosphere was very relaxed.

Until Chen Yi'an stumbled and rushed in from the outside.

He was still holding the phone in his hand. He glanced at Cheng Weiyue and Zhou Jingwei anxiously, and then stammered, "Mr. Zhou, I just received a call from the hospital. The hospital said, Your father...he suddenly fell ill."

It was the sound of a cup falling to the ground.

The sweetness of milk became thicker in the air.

Cheng Weiyue looked at the cup that she accidentally broke, and quickly squatted down to pick it up.

And Zhou Jingwei, who had been sitting on the seat without any reaction, knew this moment, so he suddenly squatted down and picked up the mess for Cheng Weiyue.

"Don't move, just let me come." Zhou Jingwei's tone of voice was soothing and calm enough.

Cheng Weiyue put a piece of broken glass in her hand into the trash can beside her, "I'm going to get the mop."

The two dealt with this episode quietly.

And Chen Yi'an looked at them, and he didn't dare to rush at all, except for the wrinkles between his eyebrows, which became deeper and deeper.

The last bit of broken glass was wrapped by Zhou Jingwei in a paper towel and thrown into the trash can.

Cheng Weiyue looked at his slender fingers, which had deep veins and traces of blue veins.

"Zhou Jingwei, let me accompany you to the hospital."

She said it very gently.

Zhou Jingwei raised his head to look at her, his eyes were red, and he spoke a little hoarsely: "Didn't you invite Lan Rong and the others to read the script?"

Cheng Weiyue held the back of his cold hand with the palm of her hand, and said seriously: "But, nothing is as important as you."

The two went to the hospital as soon as they arrived.

There was no dying patient as expected, only the hale and hearty Zhou Bingquan standing in the ward wearing a Chinese gown.

Seeing the two of them, Zhou Bingquan smiled with sarcasm in his smile.

He looked at Zhou Jingwei and asked, "If you hadn't heard that I was sick, how long are you going to hide from me?" "

Cheng Weiyue did not expect that this was just a scam.

She looked at Zhou Bingquan, puzzled and angry: "Uncle, how could you use your health to deceive Jingwei? Don't you know how much harm Auntie's departure has caused him? How can you have the heart to deceive him like this!"

Her tone was heavy, and every word and every word was full of questioning.

Zhou Bingquan has been proud all his life, how could he tolerate being scolded by a little girl pointing at his nose.

(End of this chapter)