box office poison

Chapter 6 chapter 5
There was no one in the office, but the door of Shen Lynch's room was ajar next to the sofa. There was music coming. I stood at the door, not knowing whether to go in or wait for him to come out.

At this time, I heard Shen Lynch's voice, to be precise, he said, "Come in by yourself."

I was a little nervous, but I gritted my teeth and went in. After I entered, I found that the curtains were drawn in the room, and a dim light was on by the bedside. Shen Lynch was sitting on the sofa beside the bed, wearing a white dress. The shirt and tie hung loosely on the collar, and the buttons on the front were loose, revealing the lean wheat-colored chest inside.

There is a bottle of red wine on the table, and Chopin's music is playing on the speaker. He is indeed a businessman, but he is also a businessman who knows how to enjoy himself.

"Have some?" He raised his wine glass and looked at me. It was the first time we met in a week, and I found that his eyes seemed to be deeper, so deep that he seemed to be able to see through my thoughts.

This feeling is very bad, as if telling me that I have no capital to disobey him.

I hesitated and stretched out my hand, but he stopped, staring at my hand.

In the morning at the hospital, when Bai Zhe pushed me, my hand just hit a stone on the grass, and I didn't have time to deal with it. Now the wound has formed a scab and looks a little disgusting.

Afraid of disturbing Mr. Shen's elegant taste of wine, I quickly changed hands.

"If you're hurt, don't drink." He put down the glass, and then gave an order that flattered me, "Go get the medicine box."

I was stunned for a while, not knowing what he meant by saying that, so I stood there for a long time before muttering, "Where is the medicine box...?"

"In the third drawer under the liquor cabinet," he said.

I felt like a zombie. I moved my feet stiffly, opened the drawer stiffly, and finally took the medicine box out of the drawer stiffly.

"Come on." He patted the edge of the bed beside him.

It was clearly a very plain sentence, but I walked towards him like a marionette and made it to the edge of the bed.

Shen Lynch's bed was covered with high-grade cotton sheets, but for some reason, when I sat down, I always felt that something was pricking me. To be precise, I was very disturbed.

Flattered by the gentleness of his grip on my hand, I straightened my spine and stared straight into his downcast face.The soft light hit his body, revealing his delicate collarbone, high nose bridge, and long eyelashes.

It turned out that his eyelashes were quite long.

I thought to myself, and turned my eyes to the hands he was applying the medicine for me. These are such beautiful hands, clean, slender, and well-defined.In contrast, my pig's claw is a little embarrassed to stick out.

I secretly tried hard, trying to retract my hand.

However, he didn't let me succeed, "Don't move." The voice was low and deep, a bit different from the usual command tone.

Then, he looked at my wound and sized it up. After confirming that the medicine had been applied, he picked up the gauze and carefully bandaged it up for me, with gentle movements like a professional nurse.

If he wasn't Shen Lynch, I would probably be fascinated.

As I was thinking this way, I suddenly realized that this person, he's fucking Shen Linqi!

There is an old saying in China that a weasel pays New Year greetings to a rooster, which is uneasy and kind.

Although Shen Lynch is not a weasel, and I am not even a chicken, his sudden uncharacteristic gentleness made me feel that he wanted to eat me, which made me frown unconsciously.

"Does it hurt?" He stopped what he was doing and looked up at me.

The moment my eyes met, I subconsciously moved my eyes away.

"It's okay." I shook my head.

But the chin was supported by him, he forced me to look at him, and then said in a casual tone: "Don't dare to look at me, can't you be guilty?"

This kind of question, said in this tone, and on this occasion, what's even more damning is that the person who should be the most guilty actually says that I have a guilty conscience.At that moment, my mood changed from surprise to bewilderment, and finally I became a little annoyed. I even fantasized in my mind that I stood up, slapped him across the face, kicked him on the back of his life, and finally shouted with my hands on my hips: "Let you go X Shit! My old lady, I will feel guilty? My old lady will only make your kidney weak!"

But I don't have the guts, let alone the opportunity.

Because Shen Lynch suddenly leaned towards me, and then...then I was kissed!
If I say, this is the first time Shen Lynch kissed me, would you believe it?

Although it sounds so unbelievable and even a little funny to say this from a female star who has been raised by someone for three years, it is true.

Frankly speaking, my concept of men and women is very conservative.

I can say I have no experience other than having the requisite kiss scene in a movie.

Before Bai Zhe had an accident, I was a princess living in a castle. Although my father left us when I was 12 years old, my mother took good care of me and Bai Zhe. I also had outstanding grades here, and a boy chased me, and I didn't even dare to let him touch me, because I thought that would make me pregnant.

Don't laugh, who hasn't had a youthful age of innocence?

Unfortunately, something happened to Bai Zhe later. Due to excessive grief, my mother had a heart attack and passed away shortly after.The transport worker who hit Bai Zhe with his car couldn't afford the exorbitant compensation. In order to make money, I had to drop out of school and work, and by a coincidence, I got into this circle by mistake.

Since then, my life has completely changed, and I have no intention of falling in love anymore, until I met Shen Lynch.

He said: "As a girlfriend, I can give you anything you want, including freedom."

At that time, I was only 19 years old, and I was still a ignorant girl, so I raised my head and asked, "Then what if I ask you not to touch me?"

I didn't expect that he agreed, let alone that he really never touched a single hair of mine.

Respect each other as guests, is it inappropriate to use it on our dog and man?But he did.

In fact, I said so much, just to express how shocked I was by Shen Lynch's kissing me at this moment, so that I didn't even realize what the kiss felt like until he moved his lips away from my mouth, And took a sip of the red wine, and I slowly recovered from the shock.

Then, with my brain circuit still short-circuited, I said something very unsightly under Mr. Shen's vaguely complacent gaze.

I said, "You...are you really Shen Lynch?"

He didn't show anger or surprise because of my words. On the contrary, he put down his glass and approached me: "Do you need to confirm again?"

I nodded lazily, then quickly shook my head when I realized it.

God, he kissed me once was weird enough, if I do it again, don't I have a heart attack?
However, it was too late for my refusal, and he moved his face towards me again.

I swallowed my saliva, and a terrible thought suddenly came to my mind, this guy is not a beast, he is no longer satisfied with just being my boyfriend in name, right?

Even from the moment I agreed to be his girlfriend, I already had the awareness to sell myself, but when that day really came, I couldn't help being afraid, watching him staring at me, and that once again facing him. I'm looming in the face, I'm tempted to escape.

But I understand the purpose of my coming here. I came here to ask for help. The treatment fee for Bai Zhe's next course of treatment has not been settled yet. I have to do something to please the God of Wealth in front of me, even if I sell myself.

I closed my eyes.

Time passed very slowly, every second was as long as a century, and then I don't know how long, when I finally couldn't hold back and opened my eyes, I found... I'm fucking passionate!
Shen Linqi didn't know when he was fully dressed and stood at the door. He said, "I still have a meeting to attend. If you feel tired, you can take a rest here before leaving. Linda will take you to get your makeup done tomorrow." He said Finished, open the door and go outside.

I came back to my senses and hurriedly asked, "What makeup?"

"Girls of Rock."

His voice came from outside the door, and I was speechless again in surprise, because "Rock Girl" is the tentative title of the movie that Sun Xingxing is going to make.

(End of this chapter)