The atmosphere late at night is quiet, ambiguous, and full of the atmosphere of love between men and women. But this stringy emotion was wrapped in ice in the bedroom on the second floor of Jingyuan. The transparent and cold ice blocked the explosive heat.
Huo Qi's eyebrows turned cold.
Her words undoubtedly evoked those cold emotions in his heart.
He thinks Yan Qiang did it on purpose.
The wine glass in his hand didn't sway at all, but the hand he held on her slender waist had climbed up her back bit by bit, along the back of her neck, and landed on her ear bit by bit. His lower jaw finally came to rest on her chin, and his fingertips gently stroked her lips.
In the dim light, her lips looked bright red but dark, soft as satin. Smooth to the touch.
It was the same lips that had just come up to kiss him, with the intoxicating fragrance of wine, which was sultry.
Pity.
The pads of his fingers were slightly rough, and even the movements were not gentle, as if they were about to be crushed. His eyes were dark and cold, and even the words he spoke were like half-cold and half-heated glass in front of him.
"You really do everything you can."
He lowered his eyes, his gaze fell on her lips, and his tone was casual: "Why, is this all your thoughtfulness?"
A kiss is nothing.
Is she being too naive?
"Is Mr. Huo going to do something unethical this night?" Yan Qiang raised her chin slightly and looked directly at him with a pair of twinkling eyes, "It would not be nice to spread the word."
"Who can spread the word? You?" Huo Qi still rubbed her lips, "Tell those people outside that you seduced me in Jingyuan?"
Yan Qiang lost again this time.
This is Jingyuan. If this matter really spreads, people will only think that she is taking advantage of it.
If his reputation is bad, she will only get worse.
This man really doesn't suffer at all.
Yan Qiang stretched out her hand, gently pulled off his finger that was rubbing her lips, held it in her hand, pinched his phalanges, lowered her eyes, and said in a soft and sticky voice, "Isn't it Mr. Huo who is seducing me?"
"Yeah?"
Huo Qi was still indifferent, and his eyes never moved away from Yan Qiang's face.
The light was so dim that nothing could be seen.
But unfortunately, he could see all the subtle expressions on her face carefully.
The slight sneer at the corners of her lips, the smile that didn't reach the corners of her eyes.
"Yes." Yan Qiang raised her head again, her face was still stunning, her eyes were still bright, she said, "Who made you look so fragile tonight."
Huo Qi was noncommittal.
The soft, boneless fingertips moved over his phalanges, causing a little itchiness.
"Do you know what I was thinking during the funeral today?" Yan Qiang suddenly said.
The long night was finally going to pass, and she didn't have the energy to go back and forth with Huo Qi, so she simply brought up other things to expose this incident.
Huo Qi put the wine glass in his hand to Yan Qiang's lips again.
Yan Qiang took a sip from his hand again.
"The one million you transferred to me."
Yan Qiang was a little tired from wearing high heels. After saying this, she simply took off the high heels and stepped directly on the carpet.
The distance between Huo Qi and Huo Qi supported by high heels was opened again the moment he stepped on the carpet.
She felt tired even when she raised her head, so she took a step back and leaned against the window, and the hand she was holding on to him was also held by her.
Neither of them turned on the lights.
In the darkness, Yan Qiang said lazily, "It reminds me of my one-million-dollar bag."
Yan Qiang has many bags.
Before the Yan family fell into decline, a million-dollar bag was nothing unusual for her. There were so many bags in her house that they were piled up.
But as soon as she mentioned it, Huo Qi remembered which one it was.
"Which one?"
Huo Qi asked in a calm tone.
It seems like I really can’t remember.
Yan Qiang looked at him.
That face is so beautiful. In the interplay of weak light and darkness, the edges and corners are like mountain peaks, and the lines are sharp but there is a hazy atmosphere, as if there is a long distance.
"I may have misunderstood." Yan Qiang did not explain which bag it was. She just assumed that Huo Qi didn't remember, so she didn't want to say more, but curled her lips and smiled, "It turns out that Mr. Huo really wants to be my father. It’s a pity that one million is too little, it’s not enough for me to buy two pieces of clothes, and it’s not enough for me to be my father.”
This was a reply to what he had just said to her, and now she returned it unchanged.
Huo Qi snorted: "I don't have such a special hobby."
"That's good."
Yan Qiang nodded in agreement.
The air fell into silence.
Huo Qi's deep eyes fell on Yan Qiang's face.
She was different tonight than usual.
Bold, keen, know how to take advantage of things, discerning and cunning. It was completely different from the silence and depression when she stayed by his side in the past two years. It was like returning to the time when the two first met, open and bright.
What changed her?
Huo Qi looked at her steadily and suddenly said: "Zhouhai is very close to the port city."
This is incomprehensible.
The preface does not match the postscript.
Yan Qiang pinched his phalanges. His fingers were long, well-proportioned, and incredibly beautiful.
"What's wrong?" she asked casually.
Huo Qi's eyes suddenly darkened. He clasped Yan Qiang's hand with his backhand and brought the person into his arms without any trace of force.
"What did Huang Yuan give you?" Huo Qi lowered his eyes and asked her.
Yan Qiang was almost lying in Huo Qi's arms. When she heard the sound, she raised her head and just touched his chin.
She stood up on her tiptoes and touched his chin lightly, "Mr. Huo is jealous?"
Huo Qi sneered coldly.
Jealous?
"I'm just reminding you not to seek skin from a tiger." He lowered his head and approached her lips, but didn't really kiss her. As their breaths blended, he asked, "Have you ever kissed him?"
Yan Qiang's eyes suddenly turned cold.
The charming ambiguity dissipated in this moment. She leaned back and distanced herself from him: "Our cooperation seems to only stipulate that we do not go to bed with anyone other than each other."
Huo Qi's eyes were heavy, but Yan Qiang laughed: "Why, only the state officials are allowed to set fires, but the people are not allowed to light lamps? I never asked you this when Mr. Huo had a beauty by his side."
"Blame me?"
"how come."
"I have never touched any woman other than you." Huo Qi's hand was still hooked on Yan Qiang's waist. He pulled her closer again, lowered his eyes, and said word by word, "So, you can't do it either."
Yan Qiang smiled when she heard this: "Mr. Huo is so domineering."
"I'm not kidding you." Huo Qi felt that her smile was particularly annoying, and there was a deep warning in his eyes.
"Mr. Huo wants me to guard my body like a jade for you." Yan Qiang reached out and hooked his neck, "Yes, you can marry me. If you marry me, I will guard my body like a jade for you in my life."
She suddenly felt that it was so interesting to go crazy like this and watch Huo Qi become so angry.
It was more interesting than every time we were together in the past two years.
Her eyes were sparkling.
There was moisture inside, but it couldn't hide the cunning light and a kind of indifference hidden in the eyes.
Huo Qi knew that Yan Qiang was not asking him to marry him.
She just knew that it was impossible for her to marry her, so she deliberately told him and deliberately tried to irritate him.
I want to see him play.
"OK."
Huo Qi responded.
He lowered his eyes and looked at Yan Qiang, lowered his head and touched her lips lightly, "When do you want me to marry you?"
He asked lightly, but Yan Qiang was immediately defeated.
Yan Qiang once imagined that the two of them would reconcile as before, imagined that the two of them would get married, and even thought about what kind of wedding she would prepare.
But these eventually burned into ashes in her heart.
She also asked, when she still had hope and expectations, he refused without mercy, saying that he would never marry her in this life.
Now she didn't want it anymore. A joke, but she got a promise from him.
Even if it's just a perfunctory sentence.
But for Yan Qiang, it was still a knife in the opposite direction, piercing her heart without any warning.
"In the next life."
Yan Qiang loosened her hand around his neck and withdrew from his arms completely. She was no longer in the mood to follow his vain pull. After scanning the dark room, she couldn't find the wine, so she simply grabbed Huo Huo. He took Qi's wine glass and drank the unpalatable wine in one gulp.
Huo Qi's eyebrows darkened.
Yan Qiang handed the wine glass back to Huo Qi, "One more drink, I'll take a shower first."
She had been doing makeup and taking photos this afternoon and into the evening. Even after the makeup was removed from her face, the makeup on her body still made her feel sticky and uncomfortable.
She went to the bathroom with ease.
In the past two years, she has come to Jingyuan often, and all the things she uses are there. After closing the door, she turned on the water and began to undress.
Light came from the bathroom.
A graceful silhouette was reflected on the frosted glass door, and the sound of water rushing sounded in Huo Qi's ears. He held the empty wine glass, and without thinking about anything, every bit of her would appear in his mind.
Huo Qi's mouth was a little dry.
But whenever he thought of his words "Let's live in the next life" just now, he felt as if a ladle of cold water had been poured down from his head.
Huo Qi went downstairs.
When Yan Qiang came out of the bathroom, Huo Qi was not in the room. She didn't find anyone so she went downstairs.
The lights are bright downstairs.
Yan Qiang didn't see Uncle Zhou, but saw Huo Qi sitting on the sofa drinking wine alone. There were two wine glasses on the table.
Yan Qiang walked over in slippers, poured herself a glass, took a sip, and said with disdain, "Can you change it to some good wine?"
"cannot."
Huo Qi spoke coldly.
Yan Qiang didn't want to argue with him anymore. She looked at the time on the clock and saw that it was already very late.
After drinking the glass, she stood up: "I'm going to bed. I have a red carpet tomorrow and I need to be in the best condition."
Yan Qiang went upstairs directly without Huo Qi stopping her.
Familiar bed, familiar smell, Yan Qiang had been tired all day, and coupled with the effect of alcohol, she felt dizzy and drowsy. After getting under the quilt, she closed her eyes and began to wander almost instantly.
After more than half an hour, Huo Qi returned to the room. He had already taken a shower, and looking at the woman sleeping peacefully on the bed, he got on the bed and directly took her into his arms.
Warm fragrant nephrite.
There is the fragrance of her body and the fragrance of wine on her body. Huo Qi felt a little drunk.
He lowered his head, searched for her lips in the darkness, and kissed her softly.
He didn't plan to do anything.
But the person in his arms was restless, touching it here and there, and making some imaginative sounds.
Huo Qi's Adam's apple moved slightly.
But thinking of something, I originally wanted to bite a mark on her collarbone, but finally gave up.
"If you move again, I'll throw you out."
Huo Qi said something in a hoarse voice and held her in his arms to prevent her from moving.
…
Yan Qiang woke up a little early.
Even though she slept late last night, she woke up in the morning because of drinking.
There was no one on the bed.
When Yan Qiang got up, she found that the entire Jingyuan was extremely quiet, and even Uncle Zhou was not there.
Ruthless.
Yan Qiang snorted, took the car keys and drove away from Jingyuan.
a busy day.
Yan Qiang has not stopped for a moment since she arrived at the hotel. Liang Xun also paid great attention to her red carpet tonight and watched her here all day long.
"I won't say that I am stunning you, but you must not be crushed by those little flowers."
Liang Xun is talking about the actresses currently ranked in the top two tiers.
He is about the same age as Yan Qiang, but most of them are child stars. They are more popular than Yan Qiang and have masterpieces.
When Yan Qiang entered the industry, she never filmed any leading roles. Even in "Little Heavy Mountain" she filmed with Ruan Yin, she was the second female lead.
The same goes for the drama "Nine Days".
Strictly speaking, the film "Niannujiao" she is currently filming is actually her first female lead role.
"Not really." Yan Qiang said.
She has absolute confidence in herself.
Tonight's Chinese Drama Ceremony, many actresses have started marketing.
However, the Chinese Drama Ceremony is too formal and not as showy as various year-end parties, and everyone focuses on dignity.
The main theme is a low-key luxury, which is best to be unforgettable.
Yan Qiang walked the red carpet with the crew of "Nine Days" this time.
She is with the male lead.
"You will appear later in the order."
Before leaving the hotel, Liang Xun told Yan Qiang the order of the red carpet. The teams on both sides said there was no need to go too early. After all, it was too cold outside and it was easy to get cold and sick if you wore little on the red carpet.
"Sister Qiang, phone."
When Daodao was putting warm baby stickers on Yan Qiang's down jacket, Ling Yin handed the phone to Yan Qiang.
Guan Che.
Since the last time they met in Haicheng, the two have only contacted each other once.
Now that Ruan Yin is in jail, what does Guan Che want to do with her at this time?
Yan Qiang was confused, but she still answered the phone.
"Hello."
"It's me, Guan Che."
"I know. I'm leaving for the red carpet now. If you call me at this time, you must have something very important." Yan Qiang made a preemptive strike.
"Teacher Yan is so smart." Guan Che's voice on the other end of the phone was filled with excitement, "I heard that Teacher Yan has set up his own studio?"
Yan Qiang suddenly had a bad premonition in her heart.
She is not too famous, and the matter of setting up a studio has not been spread to the outside world. For this matter to reach Guan Che's ears, it is unlikely that someone else said it.
Most likely, he was staring at her the whole time.
First it was Ruan Yin and then her. The eyes behind this person were definitely very uncomfortable.
Like a awn on the back.
"I registered one." If he could ask, it was clear. Yan Qiang didn't need to lie. She just pretended to be confused and asked, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with my studio procedures?"
"I can't get involved in the formalities." Guan Che smiled and said, "All I can do is be a good artist and make money for Teacher Yan."
