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Chapter 254 He is always pretending to be ill (34)

Chapter 254 Yandere always pretends to be good (34)

The assistant quickened his pace to keep up with Qin Yuanzhao in front.

The passage was quiet and deserted, soft lights poured down from above, and for a while the only sound of footsteps could be heard.

There is a corner ahead.

Qin Yuanzhao had just taken a step when a girl rushed over rashly from the opposite side. She was walking in such a hurry that she didn't have time to stop when she saw the person, and she ran into Qin Yuanzhao's arms.

The lemonade in his hand instantly spilled and splashed all over Qin Yuanzhao.

"Mr. Qin." The assistant's pupils shrank suddenly and he exclaimed subconsciously.

"I'm sorry," the girl seemed frightened by this scene. She bent over to apologize with a pale face, and asked cautiously: "I'm sorry for soiling your clothes. Let me clean them for you."

Qin Yuanzhao's eyes fell on the girl's face, a hint of interest flashed in his eyes, the tip of his tongue touched the roof of his mouth, and he smiled slowly: "Okay."

*

The day's shooting ended quickly.

Ji Ge left the film and television base, walked to the parking lot according to the message Rong Huai sent her, opened the car door and got in.

"Sister." The young man in the driver's seat put his white fingers on the steering wheel and greeted her.

"Ah Huai, why is it you, the driver?" Ji Ge held the small shell bag next to him in his arms, blinked and asked.

"I want to see my sister as soon as possible," the young man said with a soft curve of his thin lips, "so I came here instead of the driver."

This guy really didn't hold back at all after he confessed, and became more and more blatant.

Ji Ge paused and wisely changed the subject: "Drive quickly, I'm tired."

Rong Huai glanced at her, said nothing, and slowly started the Bentley.

Back at the villa, auntie had already prepared dinner.

Ji Ge picked and ate a few bites, poking at the dishes in the bowl absentmindedly with her chopsticks. She was thinking about the next move when she suddenly heard the young man speak and reminded softly: "Sister, the results will be out in two days."

Ji Ge was stunned for a moment, raised her chin and looked at Rong Huai, then smiled slightly: "Are you so confident?"

"Yeah." The young man showed his face. His eyes were not purely black, but a strong dark brown. Under the light of the overhead lights, they showed an unusually clear and beautiful texture, like gems or inlaid in the Middle Ages.

When the golden light of the setting sun shines through the glass in European churches, it shines brightly in an instant.

"I know," Ji Ge rolled his eyes and said, "I won't break my promise."

The night is getting darker.

His slender white fingers tapped the Enter key, and the dim light of the computer screen fell on the young man's face. He looked at the empty screen and raised his eyebrows.

Are you taking a shower?

The young man waited patiently. After a while, the still picture started to move.

The slender figure walked out of the bathroom. Jige arranged her long blow-dried hair, walked to the bed, and put the watch she took off before taking a shower back on her wrist.

Rong Huai looked at her quietly.

The girl sat on the bed and looked down at her phone. The camera just brought her whole body into view, but the image was a bit small and she couldn't see clearly.

Rong Huai clicked the mouse and the screen was enlarged.

The picture gradually became clearer and more stable.

The girl wears a loose nightgown with an equally loose neckline, revealing her delicate and beautiful collarbones, with delicate and sinuous lines, her skin color is so white that it glows, and the slightly undulating areas are covered under the collar.

The young man bit his lip, his ears felt a little hot and turned a little red.

The screen moves down.

Ji Ge didn't notice anything. She put her straight and slender legs on the bed, her skirt flowing across her knees, revealing a section of her calf. Her ankles were slender and white, like a fine jade vase, with a smooth and beautiful arc.

Rong Huai subconsciously stretched out his hand to try and grasp the air. The girl's ankle was so slender that it felt like he could hold it completely with one hand.

I don’t know what such an ankle looks like with a black chain.

The young man didn't know what he was thinking of, so he smiled softly, and there was a tiny light in his eyes.

? ?One update.

? Huaihuai looks normal in front, in fact, it is still a little illness.

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