Chapter 39 The queen of black material is a social fear 13
After hanging up the phone, Jinse turned around and saw Wang Juan with a happy face and Jing Shu with a complicated expression.
Feeling a little guilty for no reason.
In front of Jing Shu, she borrowed his body to protect herself, an actress with lots of scandals.
Jinse could almost imagine the anger in Jing Shu's heart.
After Wang Juan excused himself to leave, Jin Se straightened his back and prepared to face Jing Shu's critical attack.
Unexpectedly, the first thing she greeted was a hand.
The softness on her forehead was like a dream, making Jinse worry that she had been burned.
A cold voice sounded: "The fever hasn't gone away yet. Take one more medicine and lie down to rest."
After a moment's pause, Jing Shu's tone was a little stiff: "You don't have to worry about my affairs."
Jinse: "I..." I don't care about your business.
Jing Shu laughed at himself: "The reason for the body exchange is unclear. Maybe we will have to live in each other's shells for the rest of our lives."
"You don't have to do this for me."
"It's necessary!" Jinse said firmly. She didn't want to live in a man's shell for the rest of her life, even if the man was good-looking.
Jing Shu frowned slightly, his eyes were complicated, and he stared at Jin Se's eyes, unable to regain his consciousness for a long time.
…
The rain on the mountain was getting heavier and heavier, so everyone had no choice but to brave the danger and go down the mountain in the dark, and the filming was temporarily suspended.
Jing Shu took Jin Se all the way back to his home.
The color scheme is mainly white, and the room is clean and tidy, without too many personal items or household appliances.
Although this is a villa, it is as simple as a check-in hotel.
Jinse didn't expect that the residence of an actor would be so simply decorated.
She subconsciously asked: "You don't live here often?"
Jing Shu looked at her strangely: "This is my home."
Jinse cleared her throat: "Well, it's my home now, and I think we need to decorate it."
"As you wish," Jing Shu took out a thermometer from the drawer and handed it to Jin Se, "Take the temperature again."
After saying that, he took out a change of clothes from Jinse's luggage bag and walked towards the bathroom.
"Um," Jinse's scalp felt numb, "are you going to take a shower?"
Jing Shu turned around: "What else?"
"Haha," Jinse laughed awkwardly, "I am allergic to water, and my whole body will itch when I take a bath, so I usually don't take a bath..."
Jing Shu was silent for a moment, then opened the window: "It's still raining."
It rained a lot while they were filming.
Jinse put her hand on her forehead. She was so stupid that she forgot this.
Jing Shu added: "I changed clothes in the studio... nothing interesting."
Jinse:...Are you polite?
Looking at Jing Shu's retreating figure, Jin Se was furious.
She called the system: "Have you found a solution?"
System: "Looking for it, looking for it."
Jinse: "It's been a day and I still haven't found it. Why is the work efficiency so poor?"
The system was speechless: "I have a broken system to begin with, so it's good that it can still be used."
Jinse suddenly felt that what the system said made sense.
She narrowed her eyes: "Do you need me to completely turn you into rags?"
The system was inspired and re-energized: "I'll go find it right away. I'm the most useful system."
When Jing Shu came out of the bathroom, Jin Se greeted him, his chest straightened and confident.
"I want to take a shower too."
"I have no objection," Jing Shu glanced at the thermometer in Jin Se's hand strangely, "if your fever goes away."
Staring at 38 on the thermometer, Jinse had an expressionless face.
"I think I need to take a shower to physically cool down."
Jing Shu didn't even say anything and pushed Jinse into the bedroom: "Take medicine and go to sleep."
Jinse: "I think..."
Jing Shu stuffed a pill into her mouth: "Shut up."
"oh."
Still having a fever, Jinse's body was sore and weak. She was pushed to the bed by Jingshu while resisting. Before falling into sleep, she thought vaguely.
She hasn't come back from this situation yet.
…
The early morning sunlight spilled in through the gaps in the curtains that were not tightened, and shone on the man's handsome face.
Suddenly, the man's long eyelashes trembled a few times, and his phoenix eyes opened slightly, revealing a pair of amber eyes.
As soon as Jinse woke up, the sunlight flashed into her eyes. She squinted her eyes and finally adapted to the surrounding light.
However, the actor actually likes to sleep in a small bed and sleeps in such a cramped bed.
Thinking like this, Jinse lowered his head and saw a head.
A chicken coop.
She sat up instantly, shook Jing Shu awake, and crossed her arms over her chest.
"Get up! Tell me why you climbed into my bed!"
Jing Shu glanced at her with an indifferent expression and fixed his messy hair.
"Last night, you grabbed my hair and held me in your arms all night long."
Jinse was speechless and got out of bed silently.
Five minutes later, she photographed Jing Shu with a thermometer.
"I want to take a shower."
In the bathroom mirror, Jinse slowly reached for the buttons of her shirt, one button, then two buttons.
Her throat rolled as large areas of skin were exposed to the air.
Gudong!
She couldn't help but stroke her Adam's apple.
Even the Adam's apple is so sexy.
In front of the mirror, Jinse ran away, took a hurried shower, came out of the bathroom, and met Jingshu head-on.
She instantly slowed down her pace, straightened her back, and snorted coldly: "Yours is nothing to see."
"etc."
Jinse sneered and stopped where he was. Look, he was really angry.
Jing Shu came over, stood on tiptoe, and buttoned Jinse's shirt up to the third button one by one to the top.
There was a tightness around her neck, and Jinse twisted her neck uncomfortably.
"There's no need to buckle it to the top."
Jing Shu raised his eyebrows when he heard this and tugged on his clothes: "I think some clothes don't need to be worn."
He paused and added: "My chest will feel tight."
Jinse curled her lips and raised her brows: "I think there is no need to wear clothes. Everyone should face their truest selves."
Come on, hurt each other, how dare you threaten her!
In the end, both of them took a step back, but Jing Shu's eyes would always fall on Jin Se's unbuttoned buttons from time to time.
Obsessive-compulsive disorder.
Jinse was too lazy to pay attention to him and took out his bank card and various account numbers.
"I'll lend you your money."
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Three days later, Jinse in front of the computer moved his fingers together and operated quickly on the keyboard.
After hitting the last Enter key, she took a deep breath and smiled.
"Solved?" Jing Shu's cold voice sounded above his head.
A few strands of long hair hit Jinse's eyes, and she couldn't help but pressed Jingshu's head and rubbed it.
Her hair is of good quality and feels great.
Jing Shu's long ponytail was rubbed and spread out in all directions, sticking messily to his face.
The tips of his ears turned pink: "Chu Jinse, what do you want to do again?"
Jinse looked innocent: "I can't rub my own head anymore?"
Jing Shu looked at her deeply and said nothing.
Jin Se then stood up, pointed at the screen, and scolded Fang Qiu: "Look, this is the country that I have built for you."
Seeing the three million account balance displayed on the screen, Jing Shu said calmly:
"That's it?"
Jinse glanced at him and ruffled his hair: "Don't make trouble, you can't make three million in three days."
Jing Shu opened her hand and curled his lips slightly: "Just accept the endorsement."