the moon is not as good as you

He fell silent suddenly.

It took a long time before he opened his mouth and said, "Why should I be angry?" It was obviously a rhetorical question, but Jiang Ningyu felt inexplicably that he was asking himself.

"That's right, there's nothing to be angry about, let's just talk." She took advantage of the opportunity to sit next to him, and she lowered her arm gently, intending to touch his hand tentatively, but he seemed to have misunderstood it.

The moment she was about to touch his palm, her hand was suddenly caught.

Before he could react, he was pushed onto the sofa with his hands clasped above his head.

Lin Xuyue glanced at the top of her head, as if she had confirmed that she hadn't hurt her, then she rolled her eyes, her eyes were dark, "Do you think I'm not a man too much?"

Dangerous tone, accompanied by a strong sense of oppression, as if his emotions suddenly exploded after reaching a certain point.

Jiang Ningyu twisted her hand subconsciously, but she didn't move at all.

Facing his deep and surging eyes again, Jiang Ningyu panicked instinctively, this posture aroused a commotion deep in her heart.But she didn't show it on her face, she tried to open her innocent eyes wide, "How come, don't you just maximize your boyfriend power now... Uh, I mean, you are so strong."

As she spoke, she tried to struggle with her hands again, even twisting her body, but she still didn't move.

As if being firmly restrained by an iron chain, is it so difficult to escape in the face of absolute power?
Jiang Ningyu didn't believe in evil, so she moved harder, and finally she could only pant and complain, "Okay, what are you doing? Let go."

"I wanted to play it..." His voice became hoarse again at some point, "Let me take it easy."

Only then did Jiang Ningyu realize that his eyes were lowered, staring at her collarbone.

"..."

She seemed to have changed the skirt just now.

If someone broke in at this moment, with her shy, disheveled appearance and a panting man on her body, no matter how you look at it, you can't misunderstand her.

Anyone can realize that this situation is too dangerous now, and the smart ones should stop talking.

But Jiang Ningyu didn't know whether she trusted him too much in her heart, or her thoughts were too distracted, so she suddenly asked, "Lin Xuyue, have you ever had a woman?"

Dead silence.

The orange ceiling lights shone on his face, half dark and half charming.Even the air was aroused with a layer of ambiguous ripples.

The next second, the man bowed his head abruptly, as if punishing him.

"Ah! Lin Xuyue!" Jiang Ningyu's voice changed, "Don't..."

Her whole body softened, but at this moment——

buzzing.

Of the two mobile phones on the table, one of them called.

As if pressing the emergency brake button, both of them were shocked and almost pulled out of the drowning Zhaotan at the same time.

One let go, and the other pulled up the shoulder strap.At the same time quickly sat up.There was an odd tacit understanding.

It was Lin Xuyue's phone that rang.

He glanced at the incoming call and took two steps before answering it.

But the atmosphere was quiet, and Jiang Ningyu still heard a soft female voice.

His attitude was not very special, he was gentle and polite, no different from treating others.

From his reply, Jiang Ningyu intuited that the caller was the intern Chen Ning was talking about.

So I couldn't help propping up my chin curiously, as if listening.After asking about the work content, the other party actually asked him if he was done with his work and if he wanted to go out for a drink.

After Lin Xuyue hung up the phone, she said her goodbyes with a natural expression.

The question just now seems to have an answer naturally.

Jiang Ningyu smiled slightly and didn't keep him any longer.

Hearing the sound of closing the door, it was another world of one person.She went into the bathroom and looked in the mirror. There were clear marks on her collarbone, which made her "tsk".

Do you have a "friend" who almost misfired?

Thinking of how he didn't even dare to look at himself when he left just now, Jiang Ningyu suddenly felt that even if he fulfilled his promise to go to a beautiful woman, he still had to trip him up a bit.

So, Jiang Ningyu chose an angle and took a photo of her ambiguous collarbone, planning to make trouble in an hour.

Unexpectedly, 10 minutes later, Lin Xuyue sent a message first.

【I am home. 】

Seeing this unexpected report, Jiang Ningyu froze for a moment, feeling a kind of unexplained sourness in her heart.

But soon, it was overshadowed by some strange ideas: If you know how to play, why don't you invite people to your house for a drink?
Of course she knew it was impossible.It's more like a malicious speculation with a bad taste.

But after a while, she still sent the selfie.

【You did a good job...】

The soft light, the pink and white neck, the imprint is particularly eye-catching.

It didn't take long to reply: 【Are you angry? 】

She painted a gourd like a gourd: [Why should I be angry? 】

He said: [That's good. 】

Not reconciled to the topic being cut off like this, Jiang Ningyu thought about it, and calmly typed a paragraph:

[Also, regarding the things you said, I thought about them carefully for a long time just now, and I feel that what I experienced is different from what you saw.I saw the news about Burton's tryst, but I rejected him before that.On the one hand, I prefer oriental faces, and so do my parents. On the other hand, there are too many excellent boys around me. I just know that he is not my type... So it has been so long, so don't keep mentioning it. 】

Lin Xuyue asked: [So what type do you like? 】

It's normal for him to ask this question.Jiang Ningyu wanted to reply directly, like you.But it seems that he has already confirmed that it is not her character to play straight balls. When she really likes someone, she will be timid.

Especially to him.I can't even say it.

[I'm Mu Qiang, hahaha. 】

The reply was joking, and added three "ha"s to emphasize the humor. Jiang Ningyu felt that this should be the end of today's topic.

Lin Xuyue did not reply as expected.

And she was lying on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling in a daze, and the memories were like a torrent of opened boxes, churning in continuously...

Jiang Ningyu's professional teacher is quite famous in the industry, and has close contacts with the famous music education Yiwei family.As his proud student, the teacher took her and two other students to the Weill Foundation's annual charity dinner.

The charity dinner supported by the Will family is known as the Oscar of the music industry by the outside world, and celebrities from all walks of life talk about showing their faces and walking the red carpet at the dinner.

Before the dinner started, the lively lights and cameras were aimed at the red carpet.This is the only place where the media is allowed to take photos and rebroadcast. As long as you pay up to [-] US dollars for admission, you can walk on the red carpet.But after passing the arch inside, only those who have received official invitations can enter, and audio and video recordings are prohibited throughout the process.

Jiang Ningyu didn't see anyone walking past the red carpet, so she mingled with the media to watch the excitement.

Many superstars and Internet celebrities dressed up to attend, some of whom she is famous for, some of whom are not famous, some with Asian faces, and of course most of them are European and American faces.