Prosperous Marriage: Unspoken Rules in the Entertainment Industry

Ji Hang... Gu Wanwan was taken aback, and turned around slowly, did he really come?

The western-style decoration hall is luxurious and complicated. The oak floor has been painted with several layers of varnish, shining under the light. The man standing under the crystal chandelier has a straight back and is wearing a light gray suit, with one hand in his pocket and the other Holding a half glass of red wine, she nodded slightly in their direction, but she was impeccably elegant and noble.

Even in such an occasion where stars and models gather, he is still outstanding and eye-catching, like a white diamond that has been carefully polished, every facet is so perfect.

Wanwan took a light breath, smiled and watched him approach.Even if you can't be a couple, you have to be friends, right?

Ji Hang walked slowly to her side, smiled slightly, but without saying a word, he bent down and took her hand and gently kissed the back of her hand.

Gu Wanwan was taken aback, she was a child from an ordinary family, and was not used to these western etiquettes, so she couldn't help taking a half step back in shock, trying to break free from his grasp.

However, Ji Hang's actions looked like a gentleman but were very domineering. He slightly raised his head and glanced at her, but his slender fingers clasped her slender wrist tightly, kissed her lightly persistently, and then straightened up and hugged her. waist.

Wanwan was very uncomfortable with Ji Hang's unreasonable playing of cards, so she swayed her body uneasily, but her movement was regarded as a struggle, which in turn resulted in a deeper confinement—Ji Hang exerted a slight force on his arm, almost Pulled her down on top of him.

The moment it fell on his chest, Gu Wanwan seemed to smell that extraordinarily clear breath mixed with frost and snow and pine needles again.

She blushed slightly, put her backhand against his chest, quickly stabilized her center of gravity, and stood up straight.

Jiang Yun was still holding the dangling glass of red wine. Seeing that these two people were performing a bloody idol drama in front of her eyes like no one else, she almost stared straight at her, and said "tsk tsk", which was meaningful. His gaze shifted from Ji Hang's face to Wan Wan's face, and he took an extra glance at the slender fingers embracing her waist before shaking his half-full wine glass and shaking his head, "I can't tell, so I'm the only one left. One is alone."

Wanwan's face was flushed, she knew she was teasing but she didn't know how to explain it.

But Ji Hang seemed to have no intention of defending himself, he nodded slightly to Jiang Yun, and left the banquet hall with his arms around her.

The brown door beside him had just been pushed open, and before Gu Wanwan had time to see the furnishings clearly, someone pushed her back and leaned against the tightly closed door.

He didn't touch her, but stood in front of her and looked at her quietly and quietly.

The lights in the room were not turned on, only a sliver of white moonlight shone through the window lattice and shone on the floor two steps away, like a handkerchief that could not be picked up.

Although the two of them didn't have any physical contact, Ji Hang's eyes were too focused and deep, as if he wanted to look into her heart through her eyes.Inexplicably, Wan Wan only felt something burning in her body with a "wow".

She couldn't help turning her head, trying to avoid this extremely innocent but extremely ambiguous gesture.

Ji Hang chuckled, his eyes became more complicated, and his left hand "slapped" on the side of her head, preventing her from escaping.

The slightly chilly index finger touched her chin lightly, slowly but firmly raised it, and the distance between the two became closer...