Chapter 7 Sleeping together

The heir of Shang Group, this world-class young rich man, said: "I will give you everything."

The capacity of this "everything" is unimaginable, unimaginable...

She sat up and looked at Shang Jie in the dark, confirming that he was as serious and rigorous as when he signed a 10 billion contract.

Not joking about her.

"Mr. Shang, what do you like me?"

"Body, taste, and your incompleteness..."

Everything about her fascinated him.

Yes, besides this young body, can she attract men?

Jiang Xingxing shook his head: "Mr. Shang, I don't want to be your mistress."

"Do you want to be the hostess of Shang Group?"

He raised his eyebrows and said in a relaxed tone: "I probably need to discuss this with my brother. There is no problem with me."

Jiang Xingxing:...

If you can't make the decision yet.

"No, I don't want to be a hostess either."

Jiang Xingxing said: "I just want to have a chance to prove myself. This is my only demand for you. Just give me this opportunity. I don't want anything else."

Shang Jie lowered his head and thought for a while, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. It turned out that he was rejected.

Someone was a little overwhelmed: "You act for fame and fortune. I said I would give you whatever you want."

Jiang Xingxing blinked: "Mr. Shang, do you have anything you like in your life?"

"Of course there is."

Shang Jie leaned against the bed, and in the darkness, the corners of his mouth rose quietly.

"My brother is obsessed with making money. He always has many commercial creative projects and is a domineering practical person. This is probably his favorite thing to do. As for me..." He sniffed his nose gently and sniffed the almond milk fragrance of the girl's body lotion in the air: "I like to do interesting things, I like to deceive, I like freedom, and unrestrained..."

"Then you and your brother are really different."

Jiang Xingxing kicked the quilt and felt a little air was a little dull, perhaps because of the scorching body temperature of the man.

"That's why he doesn't like me."

Shang Jie shrugged helplessly: "He always wants to lock me up."

“It’s so scary.”

Jiang Xingxing said: "But what I want to tell you is that doing what you like is happy, and on this basis, it is certainly happier to earn fame and fortune. It doesn't matter if you can't earn. Few people in this world can always insist on doing what they like. From this perspective, at least I am still happy."

The girl's eyes were clear and she was also talking about the heart.

Shang Jie probably understood what she meant. She focused on acting and rarely saw such pure actors in the entertainment industry.

OK, such a rejection doesn't seem to be so shameful.

After sitting at the head of the bed and chatting for a while, in the darkness, the distance between the two seemed to be much closer, because in the busy real life during the day, there are actually very few opportunities to reveal each other's hearts.

Jiang Xingxing also realized that the heir of the Shang Group standing at the top of the wealth empire was not as cold as it was on the surface. He also had his own preferences, what he wanted to do and what he pursued.

In front of her is a living, flesh-and-blood person who will lose his temper and have feelings, rather than a cold symbolic label.

Jiang Xingxing yawned: "Mr. Shang, I'm sleepy."

"I'm sleepy, go to bed."

Shang Jie fell asleep by himself and snatched half of Jiang Xingxing's sheets.

Jiang Xingxing:...

She stretched out her bare feet and kicked him: "Mr. Shang, please get out of bed and go to the sofa outside to sleep."

“The sofa is open and cold.”

He added: "You are so cruel."

Jiang Xingxing:...

After all, she carried the sofa out?

Knowing that Shang Jie's sloppy nature would not get out of bed easily, Jiang Xingxing could only keep moving out, to the edge of the bed, and at the same time, he used a pillow between the two people to separate a Chuhe Hanjie.

"Don't cross the line, or I'll drive you out."

"Sleep."

His voice was already confused.

Jiang Xingxing pulled the cup and covered his abdomen, and soon fell asleep.

I felt particularly at ease this night.

The next day, the alarm clock rang out. Before she could reach out to press it, with a "clang", the alarm clock was thrown out by someone and smashed against the wall.

Jiang Xingxing:...

She rubbed her eyes and woke up. She felt very heavy. The man's whole legs were placed on her body, and she wrapped her body in her arms, like holding a soft humanoid pillow.

When she lowered her head, she saw his head buried deep in her chest, and one of her hands was still holding the back of his head, the temperature was very burning.

What's the sleeping position? Why did you hold it together?

Jiang Xingxing pushed the man beside him away, quickly sat up and took a deep breath.

calm!

Shang Jie also gradually woke up, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised: "Baby, I'm awake."

Jiang Xingxing smashed his pillow at him, then stretched out his legs and kicked her. Shang Jie grabbed her ankle with one hand and dragged it directly under him: "Why, I want to exercise with me early in the morning?"

His arms and muscles were strong, and Jiang Xingxing couldn't break free, so he could only bite his hand hard.

"little things."

He murmured in pain, but let her go, picked up the cigarette box at the head of the bed, poured it down, and there was no cigarette left.

He threw the cigarette case aside, and he got up and went to the bathroom, picked up a razor and shave his beard: "You have to find a way to get some money."

Jiang Xingxing leaned against the door and sneered: "Mr. Shang, do you finally know the difficulty of having a shortage of money?"

Shang Jie's hand holding the shaver beat slightly: "Tease me?"

"How dare you!"

Jiang Xingxing was in a good mood and stood by the door to admire his beard.

He stared at himself in the mirror, tilted his head, carefully shaved the green beard on his side, his pupils slanted down, his eyes softened a lot, and his long eyelashes were almost swept to the edge of his eyelids.

The lines on the side face are clear and beautiful.

Even if she is so poor that she is now very poor, if she is willing to support him unconditionally, she is willing! One hundred willing! Such a little wolf dog is pleasing to the eye at home, making people feel happy and comfortable all over, and there is no problem.

"Woman, you're playing with fire."

He learned from the domineering president on TV and said seriously: "Don't fall in love with me."

Jiang Xingxing burst out laughing.

The little wolf dog is not only handsome, but also quite humorous. It is fine wherever it can make her happy.

Seeing her smiling, Shang Jie's expression became much more relaxed. After shaving the stubble, he gave her the bathroom. When he went out, he rubbed the top of her forehead.

...

On the set of the film and television city, Jiang Xingxing changed into ancient costumes. When he came out, he heard several palace maids' extras with excitement and chattering—

"That man outside is so handsome!"

"And it's tall, and the figure is amazing at first glance."

"Who did he come to?"

"It should be a male star, otherwise why should I wear a mask?"

"Oh, so mysterious, maybe some big shot!"

Jiang Xingxing walked out of the palace gate curiously, looked up and saw the upright man wearing I-T outside, Shang Jie.

He was wearing a black mask, and the brim of the baseball cap was pressed down very low, covering his dark and deep eyes.

But he was still stepping on her little rabbit sandwich! A pair of cool big feet fell out of his heel.

Jiang Xingxing was shocked.

When Shang Jie saw her, his jaw raised slightly and raised his hand at her.

Jiang Xingxing ran over and pulled him to the corner of the palace wall, questioning: "The police in the whole city are looking for you! Why are you running out at this time? What should I do if I am found out! If I am caught, your brother will definitely not let you go!"

"That's what concerns me?"
To be continued...