Chapter 707

"Do you want to kiss me?" suddenly, Jiang Fuyue opened her eyes and her pupils were dark.

The man seemed to get an electric shock. He was so stiff that he didn't dare to look at her, and even instinctively retreated.

Panic and advice.

But the next second, the girl smiled and leaned forward while he retreated.

Lip to lip, eye to eye.

Breathing.

In an instant, the man's body was more stiff than before, his muscles were tight, and his body looked like a dead wood.

He looked at everything in front of him in disbelief, and suddenly he felt unreal in the cloud.

The weight of the whole body fades at a perceptible speed, and finally only the light soul is floating.

The thread that involved the soul was firmly held in the hands of the smiling girl in front of her.

She controlled all his directions and all his senses.

The heart beats and the breath coagulates.

When the sense of suffocation gradually approaches, the man's cheeks turn red.

Jiang Fuyue retreated a little, his lips touched his hot breath, and reminded him with a smile: "breathe."

The man thought she was leaving. He clasped the slender waist with his hands and pressed it hard in his arms.

The tentacles are warm and can be grasped.

"Hiss... Gently..."

He then knowingly relieved half of his strength, but she couldn't get rid of it.

Since Jiang Fuyue took the initiative to kiss, she didn't want to retreat.

Put your hands around the man's neck naturally, and gently rub your fingertips on his side neck.

But unexpectedly, this little action made the man tremble and breathe suddenly, and the strength of his mouth increased and became cruel

"Oh!"

"Sorry," he breathed hot and humid, gasped slightly, and his lingering eyes showed a trace of innocence, "I can't help..."

Never underestimate a man's learning ability in such a matter.

What's more, the other party is Xie Dingyuan, the top boss who can play biochemistry.

When he took kissing as an academic study, Jiang Fuyue was miserable.

"How long will you kiss... Well...?"

"Wait."

“……”

"Are you ready?"

"For a moment."

“……”

"Xie Dingyuan, you've had enough!"

"Not enough."

Jiang Fuyue: did I dig a hole and bury myself?

If the initiative was still in her own hands at the moment she kissed, then things have become uncontrollable, and some people have long secretly rubbed against the guest.

……

I don't know how long later, when Xie Dingyuan was finally willing to let go of her, Jiang Fuyue's cheeks were crimson, the water in peach blossom's eyes was shining, and she leaned back on the seat and gasped slightly.

The man's face is satisfied, the radian of his mouth is raised again and again, and his mood is happy.

Stealing incense succeeded!

"You..."

"I'm back."

Both spoke at the same time.

Jiang Fuyue said, pushed open the door and went home without looking back.

Xie Dingyuan lowered the window and shouted to her, "Yueyue -"

The girl had a meal at her feet and didn't look back.

"See you tomorrow." the deep voice melted into the wind, and the lingering smile could still be heard.

Jiang Fuyue quickened her pace.

He listened to a low smile behind him. He said, "I'll wait for you."

……

Before Jiang Fuyue took out the key, Jiang Xiaodi ran to open the door for her like a radar.

"Sister -"

"Good." Jiang Fuyue touched his head and suddenly found that the height was not as easy as before.

Yes, the little boy has grown up. He is no longer the dwarf Douding he used to be.

"Sister, where have you been? Have you eaten?" he said and took out Jiang Fuyue's slippers.

"Yes. Is the activity going well today?" Jiang Fuyue changed her slippers and walked in.

Jiang Xiaodi kept up and followed suit: "it's going well. I've seen a big star!"

"Which star?"

Jiang Xiaodi said a name. He is a member of the men's troupe of the fire in the past two years. He is C popular. It is said that fans can play especially, and his commercial value is among the best in entertainment.

This year, with the successful transformation of a big explosion immortal Xia drama, the future is bright.

"... he has a lot of fans. When he came out, everyone shouted his name crazily, and there were aid lights everywhere, like a red ocean." speaking of this, Jiang Xiaodi's eyes showed envy.

It turns out that being a star can be loved by so many people.

Jiang Fuyue: "you also have a lot of fans."

Who knows, Jiang Xiaodi shook his head: "it's different."

"What's different?"

"Fans like him because he is handsome, good acting skills, good singing and good dancing. Uncle Wu says it's called... Business ability!"

"But my fans like me because I can eat..."

Jiang Xiaodi can't tell exactly where they are different, but they just feel different.

"I think he is more powerful and should be liked!"

When the little boy spoke, his eyes lit up: "sister, I also want to be a star in the future, can I?"

Jiang Fuyue picked her eyebrow. "Stars seem bright, but in fact they need to pay more efforts and bear more responsibilities than ordinary people. You should know this."

"Well, I know. Uncle Wu said that when a star is chased by paparazzi and scolded by black powder, all his actions, expressions and expressions will be amplified, so you can't yawn when you are sleepy, blow your nose when you have a nose, smoke and drink, wipe your eyes and dig your nostrils. You can't do anything that damages your image."

"I also heard Uncle Wu say that if you have a girlfriend, you can't make it public because you will take off powder."

Jiang Fuyue: "so, do you still want to be a star?"

Jiang Xiaodi nodded: "yes."

“？”

"Although these requirements are difficult and harsh, I think so many people like you because you deserve it. Of course, you should do better than ordinary people!"

"If you are like ordinary people, why should others like you?"

Jiang Fuyue raised her eyebrows and was surprised in her eyes.

She didn't expect Jiang Xiaodi to have such an idea.

Now in the entertainment industry, almost all stars are calling on paparazzi and fans to give them more freedom and space.

Therefore, smoking, swearing and spitting in private are photographed. It seems that everyone is no longer as strict as it was 20 or 30 years ago.

Do the work of a star, take amazing pay, but ask for the freedom to keep up with ordinary people. Why?

It seems that most people in the industry of stars have forgotten the basic professional quality of "seeking their government in their position"; Fans have repeatedly lowered the standard of "Idol" in their mind, and even reached the point of mindless tolerance.

What "as long as my brother is handsome, it's not strange to sleep more", "Sanguan runs with his facial features", "it's not his scum, but the woman can't control him" and so on.

In fact, it is the declining self requirements of stars.

It's Jiang Xiaodi's idea

Root is seedling red!

Jiang Fuyue went to the sofa and sat down. She looked positive for a moment: "do you really want to take the road of stars? Think clearly? Don't regret it? In fact, you're still young now. Don't worry. It's not too late to make a decision after graduating from high school."

Jiang Xiaodi stood in front of her and stopped being coquettish. He carried his hands behind his back and straightened his waist.

My eyes are full of firmness, "sister, in fact, I thought about it a long time ago. It's not impulsive or hot in my head. I..."

He paused, showing a shy smile: "I want more people to like, and I want to make myself worthy of their love."

At the beginning, when Jiang Xiaodi chose to eat and broadcast, the sister and brother had a similar conversation.

In front of Jiang Chenxing and Jiang Xiaodi, they gradually coincide in Jiang Fuyue's eyes.

"Have you really figured it out?"

"Uh huh!"

"Today's speech was taught by Wu Qian?"

Jiang Xiaodi suddenly stared and held out a sentence for a long time: "... It's what I want to say myself."

Tut!

"All right," Jiang Fuyue waved. "Let Wu Qian come home the day after tomorrow. I'll talk to him myself."

The little boy's eyes lit up: "I'll call Uncle Wu now!"

Then he ran away.

Jiang Fuyue shook her head and laughed.

However, Xingyue's business strategy really needs to change.

"Sister -" suddenly, little brother Jiang poked his head out of the middle of the stairs.

"Huh?"

"Are you still going to see the uncle driving tomorrow?"

Jiang Fuyue: "

"Uncle's car is so handsome, like a big box."

“！”

"Where did you see it?" he said quietly.

Jiang Xiaodi pointed to the top: "the window on the second floor. But why didn't you stop for so long?"

Jiang Fuyue's eyes flashed slightly and coughed softly: "... Said something for a while."

"Oh. I know that uncle. He lives next door. I used to take his car to school, but it's another one. He has a lot of cars..."

Jiang Fuyue: "aren't you going to call Wu Qian?"

"Well, right away!"

The footsteps of going upstairs gradually faded away, and Jiang Fuyue was relieved.