My Darling Is Pampered and Wild

"If it's a good thing, I won't run into it." Jiang Jingchu said.

"You can't share half of my strawberry cake for wine tasting here, right?" Sheng Ming laughed.

"yes."

Sheng Ming spoke casually and his posture relaxed. I don't know if it was because of his influence or because of the atmosphere. Jiang Jingchu also relaxed.

"It's not once or twice that Mr. Sheng uses himself to bring popularity to Shengtian Entertainment artists. Although Mr. Sheng is not an entertainer in the entertainment industry, he is comparable to a big-name artist." She joked.

Jiang Jingchu focused on marketing, and Shengtian Entertainment's methods were obvious to her at a glance.

However, what is rare is that Sheng Ming is willing to use himself to bring popularity to his artists, and the operation of Shengtian Entertainment can gradually convert the popularity of such scandals into the artist's own traffic, and then clean it up.

Of course, the method of Shengtian Entertainment is only used for certain artists, and it is not universal. If this method is used widely, it will go to an extreme, which is harmful to the development of Shengtian Entertainment. Obviously, Shengtian Entertainment understands this. So do it occasionally. .

"I don't want to go out on this condition, I'm giving others a way to live." Sheng Ming said narcissistically.

Jiang Jingchu laughed.

She ate the small cake and stared at the bottle of strawberry-flavored wine in Sheng Ming's hand.

His fingers are slender, with well-defined knuckles. He holds the bottle in one hand and opens the bottle with a quick three or two clicks in the other. He then holds the decanter to sober up the wine. The movements and lines of his fingers are like a demonstration.

Jiang Jingchu was not consciously attracted by the hands, but she was clearly looking at the red wine, but unknowingly she stared at the hands.

She didn't hide the way she looked at her hand at all. Sheng Ming had always been a smug person. He wasn't uncomfortable with being admired, but he enjoyed it very much, especially being admired by beautiful women.

After pouring Jiang Jingchu a drink, Sheng Ming snapped his fingers and said with a smile, "Miss Jiang, you're back to your senses."

Jiang Jingchu tilted her head and smiled, and took the red wine glass that he handed over: "Mr. Sheng, has anyone said that your hands are very beautiful."

"You were the first to tell me face-to-face, and everyone praised me behind my back." Sheng Ming said.

He looked at the small cake in front of him. He never bought a cake in private, nor liked it, but when he entered the cake, he found that it tasted really good, no wonder she liked it so much.

The two chatted while drinking, which was a rare fit, and the chat was very pleasant.

It was almost 12 o'clock in the blink of an eye. After the two finished drinking a bottle of red wine, they tacitly mentioned that they should rest early. Sheng Ming sent Jiang Jingchu out of the room.

"Miss Jiang, it's a good dream." Sheng Ming's voice was laziness, looking particularly slender.

"Good night, Mr. Sheng." Jiang Jingchu smiled brightly, this is what she showed after she put down her guard.

"What are you doing?!" A question that suppressed anger came from the side.

When the two heard the sound, they looked sideways at the same time, and saw Xiao Yiqian who was waiting at the door of the next room with anger.

He has been to the door of Jiang Jingchu's room several times, and he has asked the front desk of the hotel to make sure that she has returned to the hotel and is not in the room.

But I didn't expect to see such a scene.

Jiang Jingchu came out from the door next door, and the one living next door was Sheng Ming! !

Sheng Ming and her upper body both took off their jackets, the shirt collar was messy, the clothes were slightly wrinkled, Jiang Jingchu's long hair was messy, her cheeks were reddish, her eyes were watery, her lips were smiling, and her voice was gentle and soft.

Xiao Yiqian thought in an ambiguous direction almost instantly!

He almost rushed over and wanted to rudely take Jiang Jingchu away. Unfortunately, Sheng Ming looked sloppy and sleepy, but his reaction was quick. .

It's his back again.

This is the second time Jiang Jingchu has been protected by him.

Staring at his back, as if all danger was veiled.

Is this a sense of security?

I don't know if it was because the drink was on the top of the head or because the back was too reliable, Jiang Jingchu actually leaned on it fascinatedly.

When her forehead touched Sheng Ming's shoulder, he froze, somewhat surprised.

Jiang Jing regretted it when she leaned on it at the beginning, but she had to bite the bullet and continue leaning, pretending to be ambiguous and saying, "What else do you think we can do?"

"Master Xiao, your husband and wife are really strange. Why do you take turns looking for trouble, and your husband and wife's life just wants others to be involved?" Sheng Ming just relaxed and cooperated as soon as he stiffened.

"Jiang Jingchu, come here and let's talk." Xiao Yiqian was jealous and angry, but still coaxed in a soft voice.

"If Young Master Xiao wants to stand up for his wife, then you don't have to. She deserves the slap I gave her." Jiang Jingchu raised her head naturally, without relying on Sheng Ming, just...

On the white shirt she was wearing, the place where her forehead rested just now was stained with some foundation.

Jiang Jingchu: …

The throbbing in the bottom of my heart just now was all embarrassed by this stained foundation shirt.

Sheng Ming didn't know that the person behind him was embarrassed at the moment. He just felt that the warmth on his back was suddenly gone, and he felt a little empty for a while.

After cooperating with her to get Xiao Yiqian away, he turned around to see her eyes floated, and with the blush on her face from drinking, she also felt quite shy, but Sheng Ming knew it was not, but he deliberately joked: "You Is it too late to be shy?"

"Shy, I'm embarrassed." Jiang Jingchu couldn't help laughing.

"Awkward?" Sheng Ming was puzzled.

"I rubbed my foundation on your clothes." Jiang Jingchu said.

"Oh, it's easy to do, just pay me one."

"It can be washed, and I will pay for the cleaning fee." Jiang Jingchu, a migrant worker, was really reluctant to pay him a shirt worth tens of thousands.

"Also." Sheng Ming smiled unconcernedly, went into the bathroom and took it off, came out wrapped in a bathrobe, and handed her the shirt, not forgetting to remind, "Please don't leave any traces."

"Okay, Mr. Sheng." Jiang Jingchu smiled professionally.

Seeing her closing the door and leaving, Sheng Ming touched his nose with a smile, not knowing what he was enjoying.

Jiang Jingchu returned to her room next door.

After getting out of the bath, Yu Guang glanced at Sheng Ming's shirt on the sofa in the living room, and found a paper bag to pack it and hand it over to the room attendant for cleaning tomorrow.

After drinking some wine, I always sleep very well. Jiang Jing slept without a dream on the first night until the alarm rang.

Seven in the morning.

Jiang Jingchu came out of the room to have breakfast, and then the team went to the wedding venue together as logistics. When she walked out of the room, she heard the door of the next door open. She turned her head and saw Sheng Ming who was full of energy.

"morning."

"morning."

"Are you going for breakfast?"

"Um."

"It happens that I will go too, let's go together."

"Okay, Mr. Sheng, please."

After each had breakfast, the busy day began.