out of control wildfire

She was bent over, and her suspender nightgown exposed her thin, white shoulders and slender, delicate collarbones, and she looked at them carefully.

She looked so intently that Gu Qingxu blushed.

When Zhou Mian turned around, she saw that Gu Qingxu's face was as red as a monkey's butt.

Her eyes were clear, and the ends of her eyes were like crescent moons: "What are you doing, you caveman on the top of the mountain, haven't you seen it?"

She pulled his shirt: "Don't be shy, come and watch together."

He refused to go and made excuses incoherently: "Mianmian, I brought you a gift, do you want to see it?"

She raised her eyebrows slightly: "What, you brought your own?"

Gu Qingxu felt like he was steaming with heat: "No, it's something else."

"Did you bring other tricks?" She raised her lips.

Gu Qingxu couldn't explain clearly: "No...I'll show you."

"I won't watch. You go take a shower first. You will be very tired tonight."

Gu Qingxu's neck turned red.

Zhou Mian pushed him directly into the bathroom as if nothing was wrong.

Gu Qingxu was so flustered that he could neither leave nor stay.

When he came out from the shower, Zhou Mian was leaning on the bed, reading on his laptop.

"It's done." Her tone was normal.

Gu Qingxu didn't even know whether he should step forward.

Zhou Mian raised her eyes and looked up from a pair of long legs. The muscle lines were looming under the collar of the bathrobe. He looked particularly sexy in the bathrobe. Even the disposable bathrobe looked expensive when he was wearing it.

She calmly looked back: "Come here and take a look at this. I have some questions about legal disputes to ask you."

Gu Qingxu walked over anxiously and found that there were more than one or two documents, and it was a very long document.

He reacted: "So this is why you called me here?"

Zhou Mian raised her eyelids: "Otherwise, why do you think I asked you to come here?"

Gu Qingxu swallowed: "...I didn't think so."

Zhou Mian gently hooked the tie around his waist: "Come closer, so you can't see clearly."

Gu Qingxu sat down by the bed obediently and began to look at her questions.

In the document, there are the legal issues involved in filming a series of short films by Zhou Mian. Because she was filming stories adapted from reality, she had to pay special attention to these issues to avoid disputes.

Gu Qingxu held the computer: "Like this, although the protagonist responded with violence to violence in the end, it was very satisfying, but it is somewhat misleading. At the end of the story, it must be stated that you first called the police several times to no avail, and then responded with violence. It is not Encourage everyone to learn.”

That was a story about Zhou Mian and the neighbor downstairs. The neighbor was an aunt whose son was infertile, but she didn’t tell the aunt. Instead, she said it was too noisy upstairs and he and his wife couldn’t do anything.

So every morning at five or six o'clock, the aunt would knock on Zhou Mian's door with a rolling pin, and once she almost attacked Zhou Mian.

I called the police and tried to mediate, but to no avail. In the end, I got up at three o'clock every night and knocked on my aunt's door with a stick.

Three o'clock is when the aunt is sleeping soundly, but during daytime sleep, she goes to the toilet around three o'clock every day, puts on a sleeping mask and then goes to sleep.

Young people who sleep during the day can withstand the torture, but aunts can't stand it.

In the end, the aunt's son secretly filmed Zhou Mian knocking on the door and posted the video online, saying that Zhou Mian was disturbing the people. Netizens who didn't know the truth took advantage of Zhou Mian. During that time, her homepage was full of scoldings for her.

As a result, there was a wave of negative fans.

As a result, Zhou Mian backhandedly compiled a collection of surveillance records of every knock on her home and posted them online. Even Zhou Mian's door had a hole smashed into it.

The time span spanned three months, which attracted major newspapers and high-profile self-media to go to Auntie's house to interview her about why she did this and whether Zhou Mian had done something unethical.

The aunt said nothing, saying that sleeping during the day made her son and daughter-in-law unable to do things at night.

Netizens thought it was some kind of ethical scandal, and it attracted so much attention that it ranked Day Sleep at the top of the hot search list.Who knew that at the end of the investigation, it turned out that the aunt's son was the one who couldn't do it, so he made excuses and blamed it on the innocent little girl upstairs.

In fact, day sleep does nothing.

When the aunt found out the truth, she collapsed. She cried and fussed in front of reporters and lay on the ground unable to get up.

The daughter-in-law found it embarrassing, and after this incident, she and her husband frequently quarreled, laughed at by relatives and friends, and finally got divorced.

Auntie's son hated Auntie for ruining his marriage. He was ridiculed by his colleagues at work and ridiculed by the entire Internet. He also refused to let Auntie live with him. Not long after, news broke that Auntie was living in a shabby bungalow in his hometown.

News often has two sides. When only one side was reported, Zhou Mian was obviously wronged, but the whole network scolded her. After knowing the truth, they loved her.

Sometimes rumors are like sharp swords. Journalists cannot keep their moral bottom line, victims cannot clarify, and those who have been wrongly accused will die unjustly.

Zhou Mian made this series of videos to illustrate this theme.

If the facts are unclear, take a step back and press the gun an inch.

Zhou Mian leaned over: "What about this one?"

"This is mainly to be careful of the victim suing you for defamation of reputation. After all, the victim did trick you."

Zhou Mian listened carefully, and Gu Qingxu analyzed the legal issues involved in each unit of the story for her.

He was very professional and clear, and he involved a lot of legal knowledge that she had never thought of.

After finishing the last question, Zhou Mian closed the computer and looked at his phone. It was already past two o'clock.

"Go to sleep."

After knowing that Zhou Mian had called him to do some work, Gu Qingxu's mood calmed down: "Is this why you asked me to bring a change of clothes?"

She raised her eyes: "Otherwise, if you go to work at 09:30 tomorrow, why don't you rush back to take a shower and change clothes?"

Gu Qingxu took a look at the two beds in the suite and finally understood why it was a twin room.

He said warmly: "Why don't you go home?"

"I have a dog and I'm afraid of animals." Under the lamp, she flipped the pages of the book and responded to him casually.

The warm light fell on her face, gentle and friendly, giving people the feeling of being extremely close.

Zhou Mian sorted out what she had just written down for a long time, and when she turned around, she found that Gu Qingxu had been looking at her.

She said calmly: "Qingxu, do you want to sleep with me?"

Gu Qingxu swallowed nervously, and the corners of his mouth were as tight as ak: "Is it okay?"

Zhou Mian lazily said: "Okay."

She stood up and walked over, her skirt rippled.

He directly lifted up Gu Qingxu's quilt and got in.

Gu Qingxu hugged her from behind, her soft and petite body nestled in his arms, filling his empty chest.

The clear fragrance of white magnolia in her hair penetrated her nose, and the touch of her skin was a quiet and peaceful temperature.

The person who is hard to have is lying quietly in his arms at this moment, just like a dream.

His restrained and mellow voice rang in her ears: "Can I really hold you like this and sleep all night?"

The sound was so close that her ears tingled.

Too lazy to answer his boring words, she turned on her phone. The way Gu Qingxu held her from behind, she could see her screen at a glance.

And she made no secret of it, reading comments and responding to messages as usual.

Gu Qingxu couldn't help but look forward to it: "Do you have any legal issues you want to consult with me in the future?"

"No, I'm afraid my husband will find out, so please bear with me for now."