Xueer came out of the bathroom, wiping her hair with a towel. She knew that Sheng Chuncheng was already waiting for her outside, so she simply walked out without even wearing any clothes, so she could see everything. She had to take them off anyway, so there was no need to bother.
.
At this time, Michelle shouted outside: "Boss, I'm leaving."
Xueer shouted: "Okay, lock the door."
Michelle said okay, and then it became dark outside.
When Sheng Chuncheng saw Xue'er, he suddenly felt ashamed. It must be because of Shanshan. He felt that he liked Shanshan and betrayed Xue'er, so he felt guilty. Although there was nothing between him and Xue'er.
There is no relationship, but in his heart, he and Xue'er have actually established a secret relationship for a long time. Liking Shanshan is a betrayal of this secret relationship.
What's more, Sheng Chuncheng felt that this was not just a betrayal of Xue'er, but a betrayal of himself. Xue'er was shining brightly in his heart. It was his betrayal that made this place in his heart
, cast a shadow.
Sheng Chuncheng felt ashamed.
"Master Sheng, wait a moment while I blow dry your hair, okay?" Xueer said.
Sheng Chuncheng didn't know where he got the courage. He suddenly said: "I'll help you play."
Xueer smiled and said yes, I actually hate blow-drying my hair.
She pulled up a chair, spread the bath towel on the chair, walked away, came back with a hair dryer, plugged it in, handed the hair dryer into Sheng Chuncheng's hand, and then sat down on the chair.
Pointing her toes on the ground, she moved the chair back and leaned against Sheng Chuncheng so that he could know where she was.
Sheng Chuncheng's place suddenly became bulging. Desire is something you can control if you want. Once the gate is opened, it will plummet. Sheng Chuncheng tried his best to calm down, but it was useless. He himself felt
He was deceiving himself. He had already been completely defeated, so all his training was in vain.
Sheng Chuncheng could only bend his buttocks to keep it away from Xue'er. Fortunately, Xue'er didn't notice anything.
Sheng Chuncheng held up strands of Xueer's hair with his left hand, and blew the hair dryer in his right hand. The fragrance of Xueer's body and hair kept attacking his nose. Sheng Chuncheng simply let go and stopped resisting.
, but enjoy the taste of Xueer to the fullest.
Sheng Chuncheng stopped struggling and enjoyed himself to the fullest. Sheng Chuncheng felt that he had calmed down. The sound began to die down. Sheng Chuncheng stood up straight and put his body close to Xue'er.
When standing so close to Xue'er, Sheng Chuncheng felt that he still liked Xue'er more. If Shanshan was here and asked him to choose, he would still choose Xue'er without hesitation.
For him, Xueer is concrete and living, with a past and resonance. When they were together, although they had no relationship, Sheng Chuncheng would still have a feeling of sharing weal and woe. If Xueer was uncomfortable, he would
He would feel distressed. If Xueer was happy, he would be happy too. This was something he didn't have when he and Shanshan were together.
For him, Shanshan is an accident and a visitor from outside the world. He knows nothing about her. She comes out of thin air and will leave out of thin air at any time. Shanshan is amazing, but this amazingness is rootless.
It's unexpected, even has nothing to do with him.
But Xue'er is not. Sheng Chuncheng feels that Xue'er is a part of him. When he thinks that he will neglect Xue'er because of Shanshan, Sheng Chuncheng will feel ashamed and disgusted. He hates himself. How can you be such a greedy and greedy person?
Although Xue'er has never belonged to him, Sheng Chuncheng felt that this was not possible.
"Okay, that's it. Thank you, Master Sheng." Xue'er said to Sheng Chuncheng. Sheng Chuncheng woke up and quickly turned off the hair dryer.
Xueer stood up, reached out and took the hair dryer from Sheng Chuncheng's hand, put it on the chair, then took Sheng Chuncheng's hand and said to him:
"let's go."
Sheng Chuncheng almost burst into tears. He felt that Xueer's words "Let's go" meant she had forgiven him. Let's go. What a beautiful word it was. Let's go, let's go together. Sheng Chuncheng felt that if it was true,
Okay, he is willing to just say, "Let's go", keep going, don't stop, and don't look back.
Xueer stopped, she lay down on the massage table, and said to Sheng Chuncheng:
"Master Sheng, please rub my back first."
Sheng Chuncheng said yes.
The light in the room was bright at this time. Xue'er was lying there with her back up. Her whole back was really as dazzling as white snow. Sheng Chuncheng wanted to fall down in the snow and never get up again.
Xueer felt something strange. She felt that Sheng Chuncheng's hand on her back was trembling and very hot. Xueer turned around and looked at Sheng Chuncheng and asked:
"Master Sheng, what's wrong with you?"
Sheng Chuncheng said quickly, "No, it's nothing."
Xueer sat up and asked, "Are you sick?"
As she spoke, Xue'er reached out and touched Sheng Chuncheng's forehead, and found that his forehead was cold. Xue'er breathed a sigh of relief and lay down again.
Sheng Chuncheng composed himself and continued to massage Xue'er. In order to calm himself down, he asked Xue'er:
"When Michelle brought me in just now, she told me that your company has expanded again and you want to build a larger live broadcast room upstairs?"
"That's right." Xueer smiled, "There will be many celebrities joining us, and we can also hold our own party during any festival."
"Star, come to your place?" Sheng Chuncheng was puzzled.
"Yes, do you still remember the person who did tax planning for me?" Xueer asked.
Sheng Chuncheng said he remembered, is it done?
"It's done. Sure enough, you can save a lot of money in a month." Xue'er said, "Isn't he helping many celebrities to do this? These celebrities don't have any books to shoot now. Seeing that the live broadcast is booming, they all want to come.
To do live broadcasting, I asked him to come and tell me that he wanted to come to our company and do live broadcasting part-time."
Xue'er laughed as she spoke, feeling quite proud: "I can't believe it. It turns out that when I looked at them, I felt like a god-like existence. I chased after an autograph to get an autograph and kept it like a treasure. Now, they
They will all become my subordinates, haha, tell me, Master Sheng, should I be very proud?"
Sheng Chuncheng said with a smile: "Yes, but you are not worse than them to begin with. What you lack is just opportunities. If you went to make movies and TV shows like them, you would definitely be more popular than them now."
"Really?" Xueer turned around and asked happily.
"Definitely." Sheng Chuncheng said.
"No, Master Sheng." Xue'er was so happy that she sat up, knelt on the massage bed and shouted, "I must hug you."
Xue'er said, hugged Sheng Chuncheng, kissed him on the cheek, and then lay down with a giggle.