Husband is so arrogant

Chapter 122 You Can Serve Me In Sleep
When did President Gu learn to speak and gasped for breath, Wen Yimo almost passed out without taking a breath, he was sincerely making fun of her today.

To be honest, he rarely showed such a childish and wicked side.

"But you can choose, sleep with me." Gu Jianyan said quietly.

Wen Yimo heard this word twice in a row, and it was Gu Jianyan who interpreted it with a completely different tone, so he unconsciously softened his feet: "Uh... the 'shui' clothing you mentioned must be just the word in the Xinhua dictionary. right?"

Gu Jianyan grabbed Wen Yimo's arm, her eyes were sly like a fox: "What do you think?"

"Uh...excuse me." Rocky interrupted with a bad face, and then seeing Gu Jianyan with an even more bad face, said sensiblely: "I think I'm a little sleepy, I'll go back to sleep first, you guys have fun, have fun what."

Then he quickly fled like oil on the soles of his feet.

Wen Yimo's eyes were filled with tears, this is her good sister under the same roof, she was scared away by Gu Jianyan's look, it's really a declining world, and people's hearts are not old.

"Gu Jianyan, don't scare me, I have a bad heart." Wen Yimo wanted to shrink into the crack of the sofa, looking for excuses in a trembling tone.

However, Gu Jianyan stepped forward and hugged her horizontally: "It doesn't matter if you have a bad heart, I'll go to the room and find some medicine for you."

At this moment, Wen Yimo was only thinking about whether today was the full moon, and the werewolf might show his true form.

"I said, you are joking." Wen Yimo watched Gu Jianyan lock the door, swallowed and said.

Gu Jianyan smiled sinisterly like a snake with poisonous teeth, then propped her arms on the side of the bed and confined Wen Yimo in a small space, and whispered in her ear: "This bed can be moved here. How long has it been, eh? What do you think I went to such lengths to replace such a big piece of furniture?"

"..." Wen Yimo's mind went blank: "Don't...don't make trouble with you."

Gu Jianyan looked at Wen Yimo whose eyes were twinkling, and directly told her whether he was making trouble with his actions.

"Close your eyes." Halfway through the kiss, Gu Jianyan said lightly.

Wen Yimo was a little dazed because of Gu Jianyan's sudden movement, and when he heard this sentence, he slowly closed his eyes, his mind was like a mess, and he stared in a daze...

Wen Yimo felt that Gu Jianyan might be an alien species, otherwise how could she be so easily confused.

It's only been a long time since the last quarrel and reconciliation. The change in her attitude towards Gu Jianyan can be said to be a qualitative leap. What's more, she is very firm in her belief that doing certain things now is definitely not a good thing, but she just can't stretch out her hand to push her away. open him.

Gu Jianyan's kiss fell intermittently on the neck, lingering around the collarbone.

Wen Yimo muttered in her heart, reject him, reject him!

But as soon as she made up her mind, Gu Jianyan stopped, turned over, and directly embraced her in her arms.

And that's all.

"Gu Jianyan?" Wen Yimo moved subconsciously to see his expression, but was held in his arms.

Her head was buried in his chest, and in the suddenly silent air, she could hear his powerful heartbeat ringing in her ears.

"Don't move, just sleep like this." Gu Jianyan's voice was very low, and it sounded like she was really going to sleep in the next second.

"But……"

"I haven't slept through the night for about a week. I'm really tired." Gu Jianyan gently rested her chin on her head, and patted her back with her hand: "Hey, don't move around. , I can't do anything, I just want to hug you."

Wen Yimo was stunned for a while by his words, she thought to herself that what she wanted to say was that the two of them hadn't washed or even changed their clothes, she just wanted to tidy up.

But... Since he is so tired, then she won't go.

With very light movements, Wen Yimo changed into a more comfortable position and huddled in his arms, stretched out her arms to hug his waist, and rubbed him a few times coquettishly.

Gradually hearing Gu Jianyan's soft and regular breathing, she also slowly closed her eyes.

This is really not a suitable sleeping position, she is a person who likes to turn over while sleeping.But for some reason, feeling the warmth from Gu Jianyan, she had a premonition that she would have a good dream today.

When he woke up, he was the only one left on the bed.

Wen Yimo stretched and rubbed her eyes and went out, Rocky was preparing breakfast.

"Wake up, come over to have breakfast, I'm going back to the company." Rocky took off his apron, carried his bag to the door to change his shoes, and said to Wen Yimo, "Mr. Tell me to prepare breakfast for you. Wen Yimo, did you save the entire universe in your previous life?"

Wen Yimo was drinking porridge. After hearing this, her face flushed, and she was instantly as happy as if she was drinking honey.

In fact, Gu Jianyan wasn't inconsiderate, he just wasn't as good at expressing his feelings as Ji Wenyan.

After obediently eating breakfast and taking the car to the set, Wen Yimo temporarily asked the driver to change the route to a restaurant that she frequented, thinking that Gu Jianyan should be able to eat.

The lady at the front desk looked at Wen Yimo, who was carrying a lunch box, and stopped her, her gaze stayed on the head of her somewhat worthless student for a long time, and finally she said sternly: "Miss, do you have an appointment?"

Wen Yimo twitched the corners of her mouth, feeling that it was better not to waste time explaining her identity, so she said, "I'm not looking for someone, just give this to me..." After thinking about it, it was a little strange to say that Gu Jianyan's name OK, so he said, "Do you know Rocky?"

"You know Assistant Luo Te?" The receptionist asked in surprise.

His grandma, that girl, Rocky, doesn't go to work for eight out of ten days, and goes to nightclubs every day. She is actually a special assistant, and she seems to be a very valuable special assistant.

"Well, yes, please hand it to Rocky for me. Uh... it's best while it's still warm."

Wen Yimo felt that with Rocky's ingenuity, he would definitely understand that this was for Gu Jianyan, so he left in peace.

It was already ten o'clock when we arrived at the set, and the driver was asked to park the car far away as usual, but just as he was about to get out of the car, he heard a voice saying, "Sister Wenwen?"

Wen Yimo turned her head and saw a pretty little girl running towards her with several bags of coffee in her hands.She felt that this face was very familiar, and remembered that Ji Wenyan had told herself that this was the third female lead of "Midsummer Light Year", Lu Xue.

"Hello." Wen Yimo didn't think he was very familiar with her, but she didn't expect her to call him so affectionately. He couldn't help but think of the day when she quietly complimented Han Zhengyu at the dinner table, and he felt a little delicate in an instant.

"What a coincidence, I didn't expect to meet you here." Lu Xue smiled happily, looking sunny and cheerful, giving off a well-behaved and sensible feeling.

She looked back at the car that was about to disappear from sight, and said, "That car is a boulevard, right?"

"En, yes. An old classmate, take me here today." Wen Yimo said perfunctorily without blushing.

Lu Xue nodded and did not get to the bottom of it.

When they entered the set, they were already filming Han Zhengyu's scenes, Wen Yimo didn't make a sound, just stood aside and watched.

"I remember you." A soft female voice sounded: "Last time in the library, you were watching "The Story of the Heike" behind me."

The boy looked at the girl's sweet smile, smiled naively, and scratched the back of his head in embarrassment: "You have a really good memory."

"It's because we are so destined." After the girl finished speaking, she looked down at what famous book the boy was reading today, but she suddenly stopped, and turned her head quickly, a blush appeared on her snow-white cheeks.

The boy was a little puzzled and looked down, only to realize that what he was holding turned out to be a series of books on gender knowledge. I took this book from the shelf at will, I am not..."

"Crack!" A stern voice sounded, and the boys and girls in the screen immediately restrained a bunch of pink bubbles, and said with a serious expression: "Director, what's wrong?"

"Zhengyu, you were bumped into embarrassment by a girl you have had a crush on for a long time, you can't help but blush and feel shy, and you also have a feeling that she is different from others, you must show it!" the bald deputy said. The introduction is heartfelt.

Wen Yimo looked at Han Zhengyu who bowed and apologized and said sorry, sighed, went up to bring a glass of water, and comforted him: "It's okay, this time is much better than last time, don't be discouraged."

Han Zhengyu looked at Wen Yimo and gave her a wry smile.

Wen Yimo opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he just patted him on the shoulder, leaving an encouraging look in his eyes.

"Don't be dejected. It's the first day of work. It's normal not to be in the show." The one who spoke was a regular manager of the crew, a kind-looking middle-aged man.

She glanced at Han Zhengyu who was standing in front of the camera with his head down looking for his status, sighed and said, "It's been the seventh time."

Wen Yimo believed that if he was in an ordinary film crew, Han Zhengyu would be scolded bloody if he was not flying off for such a waste of time.It's just that Ji Wenyan has a milder personality.

"Speaking of which, you've been here all day." The field manager also had time now, so he sat down to chat with Wen Yimo.

Wen Yimo smiled: "Yes, I'm just such an artist, of course I have to watch it like a baby."

The field manager was amused by Wen Yimo's self-deprecating tone: "You are different from the rumors."

Wen Yimo thought for a while about the meaning of the word 'rumor' in his mouth, guessing that it was probably what was reported in the news, so he shrugged his shoulders: "I can't help it, if I don't like the reporters, it's probably like me."

It will be fabricated by them and shaped beyond recognition.

"In this circle, it doesn't matter what the reports say, as long as the real person is not bad." The uncle is also a straightforward person, speaking very frankly: "If I am not bad, as long as I get in touch with people, rumors will be self-defeating. Think of some people who are gentle and moving before..."

(End of this chapter)