The President's two-faced adorable wife

"So why did he come?" A North looked at white heart with a lot of information busy work, and then pointed to SJ standing at the door fiddling with equipment.

Sanjay Jung, like a transparent man, is busy with his own affairs.

"Now he works as a full-time photographer for me. After all, his professional skills have passed." White heart is very indifferent, but also with Sj wave, "I said before to give a North some work photos, you come here."

"Oh, by the way, send me a copy after you've finished it." "Mr. Lin asked me to send a daily microblog," shunanzi said as he tapped the keyboard

"Wait, do you know the password of my microblog?" A Bei takes out her mobile phone and swipes to find that her old microblog seems to have been deleted.

"Otherwise, do you think you should keep all the microblogs you used to post to solicit customers?" Mr. Lin took his mobile phone and seemed to be sending an email with someone, and took a contemptuous look at a Bei.

After listening to Mr. Lin's comments, a Bei also thinks that the microblogs and lottery items that are suitable for activities in bars are not suitable for keeping.

"Say less and let you open a new number, so much trouble." Although Mr. Lin dislikes it, he just talks about it. Although the old number used in the past is a little less confidential, it has a strong sense of authenticity.

"How do you know my password?" A Bei took his mobile phone and shook it twice.

"Yes, Mr. Lin." Shunanzi replied with his head down.

"Ye Qingxuan asked." Mr. Lin replied with his head down.

"That must have come from Jiesheng!" A Bei is a little depressed. As an artist, she has no privacy.

"Why are you so leisurely and how is your new song?" Mr. Lin suddenly frowned, "don't think that you can be lazy if you want to start" Qingyan Ji "

A Bei quickly picked up his book and pen: "right now, it will be ready soon. I have to ask teacher she Qi how to change the music."

"It's autumn. You have to remember the rock roll roll at the end of the year." Mr. Lin held his forehead to remind him, "I know you have a bet with Xie Dong, and you lost, but you must be on the roll rock list."

"I see." A Bei nodded like a good baby and began to study conscientiously.

SJ is responsible for photographing Abe's serious appearance.

Betty heart is in charge of the drawing.

Shunanzi is responsible for editing the micro blog map.

Tang Yaya is responsible for sending after correction.

Although there are still a few people, a Bei can be regarded as a small team.

Late summer, but it's still hot.

SJ was reluctant to leave his machine on the ground, so he returned to the parking lot with his SLR and shelf just after taking the photos.

"Are you going back so early?" White heart did not know when also followed.

SJ opened the door of his bun, put the equipment bag in it, then leaned over and nodded, "I'll go back and pass you the picture."

"For horizontal layout, I think you just shot the vertical version, which is not suitable for sending out." After white heart finished, she took out the car key and drove her own black BMW.

SJ's eyes moved along the back of white heart, and then slightly dimmed.

"By the way, you'd better get in my car with something." White heart opened the door, but stopped to look back, "I am tired today, do not want to drive."

"Good." SJ puts forward his bag, goes to the white heart car, obediently opens the door.

Along the way, they were silent.

In fact, there is nothing to say, white heart only when SJ is a handy tool, SJ is so happy.

It's just unknown whether the "tool" is really like an ordinary tool.

At night, white heart sat beside the bed, sleepy, with a magazine in her hand, but she looked as if she would sleep at any time.

SJ pulled the quilt and covered her legs. Then she sat down beside her and pulled out the magazine in the woman's hand: "are you sleepy? Sleep. "

Bethy seemed to wake up a little, half opened her eyes, sat up straight: "give it back to me, I want to finish reading."

"Sleep, will you?" SJ didn't return the book, but put it in the distance. "It's almost 12 o'clock, just a magazine. I'll read it tomorrow."

White heart originally wanted to choke a "what do you know", but in fact, SJ does know more than she does, so she choked back to her stomach.

Over the past few years, SJ has not been in Chujing all the time. Instead, he has gone to various places all over the world to shoot. When he has no money, he has to work as a part-time worker. Although his life is tight, he has learned more. In terms of experience, Betty heart, who has been devastated for five years in the fashion circle, still can't compare with the famous photographer in the past.

"Are you sure you want to see it again?" SJ sighed at White's displeased expression, then took the magazine back and opened a few pages. "Here, I've read this magazine, and that's all that's useful."

White heart beat SJ hand book, back to the man lying on the side: "I want to sleep, you go.""Well." SJ nods and gets out of bed to get his coat.

"Wait, you wait until I fall asleep." Bethy's heart gave out a new "order".

SJ or that pair of submissive appearance, not angry also not angry, by the white heart to make trouble mischievous. After taking off her clothes, she also lay on her side behind her heart: "do you want me to hold you?"

Betty nodded in the quilt.

"Do you want me to hold you?"

It's just a word difference, but the meaning is completely different. But it's not surprising to do this kind of thing. Sometimes Beth heart will stay SJ for two more hours to let him consume his energy.

"No, just hold it." White heart grasps the pillow, feels the temperature when the man sticks to come over, purses lips.

SJ pulls up the quilt, gently hugs the woman, and then closes his eyes.

"Remember to leave when I fall asleep." Bethy murmured in a low voice and closed her eyes.

SJ hesitated for a moment, but nodded, "well."

Maybe after more than ten minutes, SJ felt that the breath of white heart was even and gentle, so he took out his hand.

But don't want white heart to pull him suddenly: "wait, I haven't fallen asleep."

"Well." SJ didn't say much, and he lay back.

Another twenty minutes later, SJ did not leave directly. Instead, she glanced at the woman's side face. After a while, Betty opened her eyes: "I don't like being watched when I sleep. I can't sleep."

"Oh." SJ answered, and then he lay back.

The third time, SJ tried to get up, but found that white heart is still not asleep.

"Go and get me a sleeping pill." Bethy was a little annoyed and pointed to the direction of the desk.

Rarely, SJ didn't move.

"I dropped the sleeping pills." SJ's voice was low, without a trace, and she tightened her waist.

"What right are you to throw me?" White heart seems to be a little angry, push away SJ and want to get up,

SJ pulled a woman's arm: "I'm not qualified, but I want to throw it away."

"I won't allow you to throw my things at will and leave here!" Bethy pushed the man aside and got out of bed, looking for spare medicine in the drawer.

"But you threw it away." SJ sat cross legged on the bed, staring straight at white heart, "are you qualified to throw it away?"

"I don't know what you're talking about. Get out of here," she said

"I know you won't believe what I say." SJ did not intend to leave the appearance, but also got out of bed close to white heart, "but why don't you tell me to throw away the child, why do you have to think for me, why do you have to accept?"

"Do you dare to question me?" White heart sneered. "Why should I keep that child? He doesn't have a father, and I want to develop my career. How can I keep the child in such a difficult situation? Don't be sentimental. I didn't kill the child to let you get married carefree! In the first place, Beijie and I told you not to make a choice for the sake of my child's career. It's my child, it's my decision. There's no such thing as "for you!"

"Yes." SJ smiles, and once again reveals a few years ago that implied calculation and wisdom smile, "then why not use this to threaten me to obtain more resources?"

"I'm not rare." Betty poked SJ's heart. "I don't want your charity!"

The smile on SJ's face did not change. He raised his hand and grabbed bethy's Fist: "if you come to me, it's not charity. I'll be happy. You can't imagine how many times I've dreamt that you would come to me on the day of the accident. If you beat me or scold me, or let Mr. shubeilin teach me a lesson, at least I can't bear to see you. I know I'm a jerk. If you can't forgive me, I'll stay by your side forever. I'll do whatever you want me to do, but there are two things I can't really do - one is to watch you hurt yourself, and the other is to watch you with other men. I want to ask for your forgiveness. If I can't do it for the time being, I will pester you for the rest of my life. "

"So, you always thought I was angry because I was abandoned by you, and then I have been troubling you?" Betty's heart clenched her lips, and suddenly she burst out laughing, but the laughter became more bitter. "Since the first day I was with you, I knew I would be abandoned. I'm not a fool. I can feel that you have something special for me. So on the day I left you, I was disappointed, but not unacceptable

SJ's eyebrows trembled, as if he didn't understand the meaning of Betty heart.

White heart pulled away SJ's hand, step by step away: "at that time, although I wanted to be with you, I knew that was not realistic, I just felt ridiculous, you don't know who heard me say that from whose ear, you made yourself a disgrace. At the end of the day, it's just self - moving. Do you think you owe me a debt, can you make it up in this way? "

Every word of this is like a knife in SJ's heart.He didn't think that white heart had never thought about his future.

"Reality?" SJ's smile gradually disintegrated. "Did you think about 'reality' when you went door-to-door with your design drawings?"