Jiang Tang does not ignore fame and fortune, she just takes it lightly and learns to regulate herself.

"Every actor will hope that it will succeed, be loved by the audience, and be recognized by the acting skills. If he wins the award, he will be very happy. Of course he will be disappointed if he doesn't win it. I am the same, I am also a human being."

Cizel's heart was touched by the electric current, and his throat tensed.

He looked down at her, his eyes as if they were firmly stuck, unable to escape, and unable to leave.

He may never forget this moment-

Jiang Tang rarely spread his thoughts and shared them with him. Their thoughts, perceptions, and souls... are all connected at a certain moment.

Subtle and unspeakable emotions roll and cleanse in the chest, and tacit understanding without sayings is established between each other.

He thought the moon's reflection in the water was illusory, but he didn't know that the moon had fallen into his arms long ago.

"I've been there all the time," Cizel murmured.

He tightened his arms and wanted to hold Jiang Tang tightly, but he was afraid that too much strength would make him uncomfortable.

He hesitated for a few times, and finally lowered his head, touching her forehead.

It seems that only when the skin is close to him can he feel at ease.

Jiang Tang also felt the sincerity that was leaning over with him and gently rubbed his hair.

Her eyes were filled with a smile: "I know."

That smile was so beautiful that it looked like an invisible Gu to Cizel.

He was caught off guard and lowered his head and kissed him. His fingers penetrated Jiang Tang's hair and then slid on the back of her neck, helping her up lightly.

The scent of similar and dissimilar champagne blends in the breath, woven into an airtight net that envelops them.

After finally waiting for Cizel to retreat a little, his eyes were blurred and intoxicating.

"You taught me..."

"Um?"

"If you want it, do it boldly."

“When do I?”

"last night."

Cizel refers to the fact that the two went home after the party last night. He whispered in the car that he wanted to kiss her, but she did not hesitate to respond to the incident.

This interpretation is also... very Cizel.

Jiang Tang tilted his head and smiled helplessly but indulged.

Cizel understood her thoughts and became even more indulgent.

Everything that follows is natural.

The world is huge, and the vast ocean is so vast that it cannot see the edge;

Their distance is very small, so small that the world can only hold each other and cannot tolerate a trace of redundancy.

Their intimacy, their natural result, their just right...

All of them are romance that belongs to this moonlit night.

The moonlit night is long and seems to be very short.

It was the morning of the next day in a blink of an eye.

The sun shone through the clouds, crossed the transparent glass curtain wall, and fell gently on Cizel's forehead.

Cizel also opened his eyes, and his arms were filled and satisfied with unprecedented satisfaction.

Jiang Tang was tightly wrapped in his arms by him, his chin was pressed between his hair, and he could kiss her hair with a slight bow.

Jiang Tang's sleeping face in his arms is quiet, less cold and distant than usual, and more gentle and intimate.

Cizel's mouth unconsciously raised.

Holding Jiang Tang, he couldn't bear to let go, so he quietly pulled her closer, and moved cautiously, for fear of waking her up.

Excited and sleepy, Cizel could not continue to sleep. He lay quietly like this, enjoying the time alone with Jiang Tang, and feeling the beauty of every minute and every second.

His palm could just touch her hair scattered between the quilts, and the cold and slippery hair flowed through his fingers, making him itchy, and he was like a child who had obtained some big toy, playing with it carefully.

After a while, my hair was not fun, so I gently wrapped her hands with my palms, which were exposed outside the quilt, and they were warm and slightly cool, and their ten fingers were intertwined.

He looked down at every inch of her skin on her left hand, counted the crescent moon on her fingernails, turned over to look at the palm lines, and thought of the metaphysics of the lifeline, love line and career line, and laughed uncontrollably. He always felt that her palm lines looked really good and looked like his own.

When he gave up observing Jiang Tang's hand, he turned to touch Jiang Tang's eyelashes with his fingertips.

Jiang Tang's closed eyes suddenly opened.

Cizel's hands froze in the air.

"You... are awake?"

His voice was a little hoarse and a little disappointed.

"Do you think I can't wake up?"

To be honest, Jiang Tang didn’t slept well last night.

After all, it will be difficult for anyone to sleep well if he is held tightly like her.

What's more, she was lying on Cizel's arm, how could her hard muscles compare to the soft pillow?

Jiang Tang rubbed his temples, sat up, took his nightgown and put it on, and walked out of bed with a relaxed posture.

As for the body described in the novel, it seems like it was run over by a truck, it didn't happen to Jiang Tang at all.

In addition to being a little sleepy, she was in a relaxed and relaxed state. She also walked to the bar to make a cup of coffee for herself.

Even the coffee beans that are randomly placed on the yacht bar are not a bargain. With the start of the fully automatic coffee machine, coffee and fresh milk are blended, and the aroma of coffee and milk are intertwined, making people breathe deeply and enjoy.

When Jiang Tang turned around with the coffee, Xizel was still lying on the bed with a quilt in his arms, looking at her eagerly.

"Drink?" Jiang Tang came to the bed with coffee.

"For me?" Cizel quickly became energetic, turned over and sat up, and quickly took over the coffee.

He thought Tangtang had forgotten him, but he didn't expect that the first cup of coffee he prepared in the morning was given to him.

Alas, he is Tangtang’s favorite person, and even this coffee treatment is unique.

Xizel was enjoying the coffee, but Jiang Tang picked up another cup of coffee and confirmed the time while awakening.

She paused with her coffee cup, "It's eight o'clock?"

Cizel was so happy to be addicted to the aroma of coffee, so how could he listen to anything else?

Jiang Tang flipped through his phone again and found that the phone was unexpectedly calm, with no news and no missed calls.

Jiang Tang confirmed that the cell phone signal was full and asked Cizel again: "Did no one call you?"

Cizel leaned against the backrest and savored coffee. His eyes narrowed, lazy and unrestrained, like a stunning beauty, but he was not in his state. He was also confused and tilted his head when facing Jiang Tang's question.

Jiang Tang had to repeat the question, and Xizel casually replied: "Only there is no signal at sea."

The full signal displayed on Jiang Tang’s mobile phone should be false.

"Where is the satellite phone?"

Xizel had to help Jiang Tang search.

Finally, I found the whereabouts of the satellite phone in the crack of the sofa, and found that there were dozens of missed calls.

The earliest call was after 7:50, and then there were continuous calls.

And seven o'clock happened to be the time Jiang Tang and Gao Yue made an appointment.

"It should be Gao Yue, please call it back and take a look."

Jiang Tang was talking when a new phone call came in again.

Jiang Tang took the satellite phone number handed over by Xizel: "Hello?"
Chapter completed!