Ye Mingqian tried her best to open her eyes, and in her confusion she seemed to see an enlarged version of Chi Yanchen's face. She thought she was in a dream again, so she stretched out her hands to pinch his face.
"Is today's dream so realistic?" Feeling the soft touch in her hands, she laughed cheerfully. Drunk, she regarded reality as a dream, picked up Chi Yanchen's face and kissed him.
Her orchid-like breath sprayed on her face, and Chi Yanchen's eyes became dark.
He clasped the back of Ye Mingqian's head, pressed her body tightly against his chest, and passively responded to her messy kiss affectionately.
This was a kiss that was five years overdue.
One person is drunk and treats the dream as reality, while the other person is awake and treats reality as a dream. They use all their strength to kiss each other, lingering and drunkenly dreaming of life and death.
"Chi Yanchen, I'm going to die." The air in his lungs was gradually squeezed out, and Ye Mingqian's thin begging for mercy was crushed in the man's domineering kiss.
It wasn't until she couldn't bear it anymore that she bit the other person and got a chance to breathe. Her face was flushed with red, and her blurred eyes were charming.
"Qianqian."
His heart.
Chi Yanchen whispered her name in a low voice.
"No more." Ye Mingqian straightened her mouth in aggrieved tone, buried her head in the man's arms and tried to fall asleep.
Chi Yanchen bit her earlobe and tore at the piece of soft flesh carefully with his teeth. The rest of his body screamed: Not enough, far from enough. He wants more!
He moved his body to cover Ye Mingqian's body. Within a moment, the man's heavy breathing and the woman's soft begging for mercy could be heard in the room.
On the second day of the hangover, Ye Mingqian woke up with pain all over her body after sleeping until midnight. Some memory fragments kept appearing in her mind in the form of a slideshow. She covered her sore head and sat up in confusion.
A man's arm slipped from in front of his body. Ye Mingqian widened his eyes and exclaimed in low voice, then covered his mouth.
"What's going on?" She looked up at the owner of the arm, her eyes fixed on the other person's face, which showed the facial features that she was all too familiar with.
Chi Yanchen!
The hairs on her body stood on end. She didn't hesitate to get out of bed, put on her clothes as quickly as possible, closed the door and left, which didn't even take more than two minutes.
Jam.
The sound of the door lock closing came from the hall. Chi Yanchen, whose eyes had been closed, suddenly opened his eyes. He slowly sat up and stretched out his arms to touch the area where there was still residual warmth.
"Even if it's just a dream, I must keep her."
After closing the door, the man didn't wake up to catch up. Ye Mingqian breathed a sigh of relief. She looked up at the room number and couldn't help but cover her face. She was so drunk yesterday that she mistakenly thought 907 was 607.
No wonder he slept on the same bed as Chi Yanchen.
But this is too coincidental.
For a moment, Ye Mingqian didn't know whether he was lucky or unfortunate.
If another man entered the room last night, he might not be able to escape the fate of being slept with.
"I will never drink alcohol again."
Ye Mingqian beat his head, regretting the consequences of yesterday's indulgence.
It's simply ridiculous that I slept with my old sweetheart on the first day after returning to China.
Thinking of Shu Qiaoqiao behind Chi Yanchen, she felt her face burning up.
"Just this once, I can't make another mistake in killing him."
Ye Mingqian returned to the room, took a deep breath in front of the mirror, made up her mind and began to clean herself up.
After all this was taken care of, she waited in the room for Ling Yuesheng who had returned from wandering around.
"Put on your hat. You are not an amateur. You will be in trouble if you encounter an illegitimate person."
"You really think highly of me. There is no difference between me and half an amateur in China. How can there be such a thing?" Ling Yuesheng sat opposite her nonchalantly.
"I'm jet-lagged today and will join the team tomorrow. Isn't it good for a manager like you to sleep at this point?"
"Secretary Zhong will arrange everything."
She had already arranged the work plan with the production team when she was abroad, and the contract Liu Fulong had already signed. At most, she would come over as an errand boy and act as the person in charge temporarily when something happened.
This life is not important, but it is necessary for people to be here, and it is very troublesome.
"How should I do this show? Acting or real?" The two talked about business, Ling Yuesheng frowned and asked, "Unlike foreign efforts, most domestic variety shows are scripted, and he rarely participates in variety shows. , some can’t figure out the rules.”
"You are a newcomer now. Don't act. It will ruin your popularity with passers-by. Just do as I say. If you don't know, just ask. When asked, do it. If you do it, do it well."
Ye Mingqian drank the sobering tea with mint in her mouth. There were still hangover sequelae in her temples, which throbbed in pain.
"Your first appearance is very important. Go to bed early tonight to recharge your batteries and try to leave some beautiful shots for the audience."
"It's not like you rely on your face to make a living." Ling Yuesheng was a little furious when he heard her words.
"I know you have talent, but in today's entertainment industry, the first thing you need to gain fans is your reputation, and then you get into the trap. You can't even do the most basic things well, and you still want others to gain fame through your writing, composing and performing songs. Do you know me? I’m really waiting for the day when you’ll be so confused that you can paint walls.”
Her words were sharp, but correct, and Ling Yuesheng was speechless.
"Okay, you are the agent, I will listen to you." He raised his hands in surrender.
"I will accompany you when you join the group tomorrow."
After telling Ling Yuesheng all the things to pay attention to one by one, Ye Mingqian kicked them out. When she took out her phone, she found that Xu Yue had sent her many messages, asking her about the safety of drinking last night.
She reported to Xu Yue that she was safe, and called Bai Ge to tell her about her return to China.
One last thing, Ye Mingqian drove the car arranged by Zhong Xiaolan to Aishang.
Now that she was back and had contact with Chi Yanchen last night, she no longer hid him and appeared openly at Aishang's door.
The guard on duty didn't know which batch she was in, so he didn't recognize her and blocked her outside. Fortunately, the front desk was smart enough to see that she looked familiar and called Wu Xinxin.
"Director Ye?"
Wu Xinxin answered the phone and rushed all the way to Ye Mingqian, her surprise undisguised, "You are still alive."
People are still so outspoken and can offend others.
"What do you mean I'm still alive?" Ye Mingqian stretched out her finger and pointed at the rash little secretary. Of course, now that he was wearing a suit, he was already a big secretary.
She noticed that Wu Xinxin's work badge had the word "General Manager" written on it, and teased, "You performed well without me, and you became the General Manager."
"That's Mr. Chi's appreciation."
Wu Xinxin touched her work badge sheepishly.
"Chi Yanchen?"
Ye Mingqian's smile faded.
"Yes." Wu Xinxin was immersed in the joy of seeing her old friend and didn't notice the change in Ye Mingqian's expression. She took her arm and walked inside while introducing what happened to Aishang when she was away in the past few years. The change.
