Electro-optical Phantom [Entertainment]

In the early hours of the cold night, she was surprised to see that the private message was able to meet Wei Zhuang. When the door opened in the carriage, when she saw Wei Zhuang’s face and the eyes she was looking at, the sense of surprise doubled. , So that the heartbeat speeds up.

The corners of her lips rose naturally.

When she got into the warm car, she put down her hat and closed the door. The car suddenly became a closed space.

No one spoke for the first minute or two.

It may be that I haven't seen each other for a while, and when we separated last time, she did something embarrassing and hit her jaw...

Xiaoyuan lowered his eyes, blinked, and found that he was wearing a pair of fluffy slippers and a pair of cat ears.

——She put her slippers out, and she was too anxious just now and didn't remember to change it.

She shrank her feet, feeling that Wei Zhuang's eyes were always on her body, and she sank her heartbeat before turning her head to look at her.

The two of you looked at me and I looked at you, but they didn't speak.

Xiaoyuan didn't see a smile on Wei Zhuang's face, and she had never seen her smile. But it doesn't matter, this kind of saying is tacit understanding or spontaneous silence somehow makes her want to laugh more.

"Why are you..." Xiaoyuan paused and realized one thing.

She is now able to tell Wei Zhuang about you easily.

"It's been a while, have you rested already?" Wei Zhuang said.

Xiaoyuan felt that she also seemed to be... getting closer?

Xiaoyuan shook his head, "I haven't slept yet."

A few seconds of silence.

Wei Zhuang said, "I'm going to the United States for a few days, and I won't return to Shencheng until a year later."

Xiaoyuan blinked. Is she telling herself about the schedule? Then you have to say it yourself?

"I should also be on the crew during the New Year. After a day off, I will continue filming," she said.

"It will take another month?" Wei Zhuang asked.

"Well, almost," Xiaoyuan calculated it, she remembered that Luan Hua seemed to be one of the investment partners of "Huo 3", so Wei Zhuang also knew the progress of "Huo 3", or she had learned about it for her own sake. What?

What she didn't know was that the boss didn't need to watch the project by herself at all. She only needed to pick Luhua's most important investment for each quarter of the film and television project, and just look at it and sign it.

When the two exchanged a few words, they became quiet again.

The two sat very close, Xiaoyuan smelled the scent of Wei Zhuang's body, faintly, coldly, and slowly entered the air.

Her hair seemed to have grown a little bit, reaching the collarbone over her shoulders, and the light from the carriage sprinkled on her hair with a nice sheen.

And her cold white as jade complexion, her facial features are as deep and beautiful as carvings. When she has the temperature, she looks very, very...

Attractive.

Xiaoyuan’s cheeks were a little hot for no apparent reason, and she concealed her hands and pulled her hair.

Suddenly, her hand was caught.

Xiaoyuan was taken aback and turned to look at Wei Village.

There was a tingling sensation with a "pop". The static electricity passed, from her hand to Wei Zhuang's hand, Xiao Yuan said, Wei Zhuang's eyebrows moved.

"Does it hurt?" Xiaoyuan was a little upset, "I came here to get static electricity every day."

She subconsciously wanted to withdraw her hand, and Wei Zhuang squeezed it a little bit to keep her from moving.

Wei Zhuang's hands are a little bigger than hers, her palms are warm, and her fingers are slightly cool. She grasped her hands and looked at them, and the eyelashes that were as long as butterfly wings were slightly hanging in a concentrated arc.

"...Has a little frostbite." Xiaoyuan looked at her and said in a low voice.

"Yeah." Wei Zhuang hummed lightly, and instead of letting go of her hand, he looked at her.

"...It's getting better." Xiaoyuan was a little uncomfortable under her gaze, "...Sister Chenying gave me the ointment a few days ago... It should be fine when I return to Shencheng."

Wei Zhuang seemed to pause, and said, "He Chenying?"

Xiaoyuan nodded, "Sister Tianchenying brought her child to visit the class a few days ago."

Wei Zhuang did not speak any more, nor did she let go of her hand.

Xiaoyuan's face grew redder and he dared not look at her more and more.

If there were no details of the last meeting, it was just that her hand was held by her, but she now understands the magic of Wei Zhuang's fingers.

More and more detailed details kept enriching her picture, prompting her to remember and making her shy.

I don't know if Wei Zhuang feels it, or if Wei Zhuang is reminiscing like her.

There was silence between the two again.

The atmosphere becomes very subtle.

The compartment is getting hotter.

Xiaoyuan found that there was a lot of silence between her and Wei Zhuang, which was like their unique blank space.

Perhaps this silence and this blank space are very good, and very suitable for them, after all, Wei Zhuang is a person with few words.

But if she wants to add a little bit of color to this white space, what will she do?

Xiaoyuan has a lot of homework for love movies in his mind: seal the space, two people sit together, one of them is held by the other.

How do we do this?

Xiaoyuan pressed her lips, leaned her in quietly, and leaned against the woman's shoulder.

Xiaoyuan's face was flushed red, his heart was pounding, he swallowed the saliva secreted by tension, and said in a weather-like tone: "It's so cold here..."

Wei Zhuang's shoulders are thin, but they are very comfortable to lean on.

Wei Zhuang did not reject her actions, which made Xiaoyuan feel very relieved.

"I think... Shencheng is here." She whispered.

She was very enjoyable in this play, but it was also very hard. Everyone praised her for acting well, and everyone saw that she was in a bad state.

Everyone, including herself, knew that she could not collapse now.

But she was indeed a little tired, especially at this moment the feeling of tiredness surged over, she wanted to slack off quietly, wanted to hug...

Xiao Yuan leaned a little more and snuggled into Wei Zhuang’s arms. When she moved, the chubby down jacket made a noise, and there was something she hadn’t cared about—the big furry collar of the hat faced Wei Zhuang’s face. Sweep away.

Wei Zhuang was first brushed by the unfamiliar fluffy hair. She blinked her eyes uncomfortably. After avoiding it at the beginning, she lowered her eyes slightly and saw the top of Xiaoyuan's hair.

A soft touch in her arms snuggled into her arms, through the sweater, against her chest.

Wei Zhuang was startled slightly, Xiao Yuan moved again inadvertently. She was poked in the face by the exaggerated fur collar again. She had to raise her hand to lift the fur collar of the girl in her arms. After a pause, she moved her hand slowly. On her shoulders.

"Don't like this character?" Wei Zhuang glanced out the window.

The night is dense, and there are snow spots, and the world is white.

"No, I like it very much, but..." Xiao Yuan didn't look up, his voice sounded buzzing and soft.

She was a little careless, Wei Zhuang's arms were very warm, and there was a faint fragrance, which calmed her whole heart, as if the hard work of filming was light and light, not worth mentioning.

She finds it very rare. Just now she boldly snuggled into Wei Zhuang's arms. She thought she would be rejected.

She was not sure whether Wei Zhuang would accept this kind of closeness, even she was surprised by her boldness, and also surprised that Wei Zhuang did not push her away.

The atmosphere is really subtle.

"Yes, that's..." Xiaoyuan suddenly got a little stuck, and her mind was blank.

Wei Zhuang's gaze was closed, and she was betting on the girl in her arms, her eyebrows were jet-black, her long and curly eyelashes fluttered, she couldn't see her full eyes.

It's just that when I saw my face just now, I was really haggard and a lot thinner, and the shampoo had a light fruity fragrance.

"By the way," Xiaoyuan finally remembered the important thing, "I have a new agent, Ruan Qing, do you know her?" Xiaoyuan straightened up, and finally looked at each other.

Wei Zhuang looked at her, "What's the matter?"

"She's very powerful and strict," Xiaoyuan said softly, "it's not like before..."

Ruan Qing and Yang Qiao are not like the previous cabbage, and their brother, they both listen to her, she was not popular before, and no reporters and the media were staring at her.

Now that there is a new agent, some will take pictures of her. I don't know if it will affect Wei Zhuang. As soon as the idea flashed, Xiaoyuan was no longer there.

It won't have any impact on Wei Zhuang at all, no one would dare to explode her.

She was relieved and smiled: "It's nothing, just want to tell you that I changed to a new agent."

"Yeah." Wei Zhuang nodded, not caring at all.

Xiaoyuan felt a bit weird for a while, and couldn't tell, so she was silent.

The two looked at each other silently.

"Give me the phone." Wei Zhuang said suddenly.

"what?"

Xiaoyuan was a bit unsure, so she took out her phone, unlocked it, and handed it to her, watching Wei Zhuang's slender fingers move a few times before handing it back to herself.

Xiaoyuan took it over in a daze, and cast his eyes down.

"I passed your friend verification request, and now we can start chatting."

Look at the name again-Frances.

Frances.

She thought to herself, is this the English name of Wei Zhuang?

"My time is limited, I have to go," she said.

So can you contact her through this WeChat?

She didn't say it clearly, but it's okay, right?

After that, there is no need for Gaote to help convey it.

In fact, she also felt a little embarrassed and embarrassed to often convey through the high special assistance, weird, now she can talk to Wei Zhuang directly.

Xiaoyuan pursed a smile, looked at her, but was startled, "Ah, your face?"

A piece of red was stained under Wei Zhuang's right cheek, which appeared abruptly. It was not there just now.

"Ah, isn't it my fur collar?" Xiaoyuan turned on the camera to let her take a look, and immediately realized that her fur collar was the culprit and Wei Zhuang was the sensitive muscle.

She panicked, "Are you allergic? What, what should I do? Will it itch?"

Wei Zhuang glanced at the camera and said, "It's okay, contact sex, just wait."

"Oh, the quality of the down jacket that Brother Caiju bought for me is too bad..." Xiaoyuan mumbled, already pulling her fur collar and preparing to take it off.

Wei Zhuang held her hand, "No, I have to go."

...

She originally had a skin that was better than snow, and now her skin was dyed red with snow. She didn't look too much, but unexpectedly, she had a faintly beautiful amorous feelings.

Xiaoyuan demon drew closer and kissed the red spot on her face.

The snow is getting bigger and bigger, and the car windows have formed a thin layer of frost...

When Xiaoyuan returned, there was already a layer of snow on the ground. When she stepped on it, she made a slight creaking sound, and there seemed to be a chuckle in her heart, like a bubble.

When she ran into the hotel lobby, she took out her phone and opened WeChat.

She tilted her head and looked at Wei Zhuang's head: a thin moon hung on the top of the tree under the night sky, and a few stars were dotted around like dewdrops.

It looks like a painting, but Xiaoyuan guessed it was taken by herself.

Even the composition has a faint sense of loneliness.

This is her personal WeChat account, not her work account.

The moment she kissed Wei Zhuang’s cheek, her eyes met, her breath met in the air, very close, she could feel Wei Zhuang’s thin white neck floating slightly...

The touch of the woman's skin is warm, and it leaves as soon as she touches it, she sees Wei Zhuang's unexpected eyes.

There was also a dry explanation, "...maybe it won't be popular like this..."

Hey, this explanation is too bad, right?

Xiaoyuan covered her lips and shyly covered her face.

She took the elevator back, took off her down jacket, changed her pajamas and got into the bed. The last conversation with Wei Zhuang emerged in the darkness:

"When I finish filming, you should go back to Shencheng, right?"

"I will return before you."

"...Can we meet then?"

"it is good."

...

Her heart gradually calmed down, and she fell asleep after a while.

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