Chapter 421

Gu Yichen was like a fierce beast this evening, while song Xiaoxi was bearing it silently.

Until song Xiaoxi almost fainted again, Gu Yichen reluctantly turned over and lay flat beside song Xiaoxi.

The weight on her body was suddenly removed. Song Xiaoxi felt that her breathing was much smoother. She wanted to find a comfortable position and have a good sleep. Her whole body was as sore as a broken frame. She really had no strength to move and lazily closed her eyes.

It seemed as if she was going to sleep for a moment, but she didn't know when a warm big hand suddenly stretched out from her waist. She stared at Gu Yichen like a conditioned reflex, "what are you doing again?"

Gu Yichen looked at Song Xiaoxi staring at her big round eyes and his mouth opened into an "O" shape. He puffed and laughed, "I just want to sleep with you!"

Hearing Gu Yichen say this, song Xiaoxi's just blown up alert feathers gathered up and breathed out like a vented ball, "Oh!"

Gu Yichen looked at Song Xiaoxi's white cheeks, ruddy and very cute. He hugged song Xiaoxi in his arms and joked, "why? It seems very disappointed?"

Song Xiaoxi used to lie in Gu Yichen's arms like a kitten. When she heard Gu Yichen say this, she propped up her lotus root arm, pushed Gu Yichen's chest, and shouted angrily with her red mouth kissed by Gu Yichen, "I don't have it! You're mentally ill!"

Gu Yichen smiled and flattened song Xiaoxi's arms with one hand, pushing her chest, and gently held song Xiaoxi in his arms with the other hand, "good!"

Song Xiaoxi had no resistance to Gu Yichen's gentleness. Although there was only a short word, her ears were full of thousands of spoils. She unconsciously moved her head to Gu Yichen's chest, and a hand naturally attached to Gu Yichen's strong waist.

Song Xiaoxi felt like she was dreaming. Gu Yichen's gentleness came too suddenly, and her happiness came too suddenly

She wanted to tidy up her thoughts, but her eyes were not obedient. She wanted to open them hard, but she still fell asleep

Gu Yichen looked at Keren sleeping quietly and sweetly in his arms. There are thousands of feelings. For the first time in three years, he felt alive again. It was her and song Xiaoxi who made him a normal man again. He didn't want to torture himself anymore. He made up his mind again, "that's it!"

Gu Yichen gently kissed song Xiaoxi on the forehead, hugged song Xiaoxi and quietly closed his eyes.

Not knowing how long he had slept, Gu Yichen was awakened by a whimper. It was dark outside. Through the wall lamp, he saw song Xiaoxi sleeping in his arms. His arms were already wet. He touched song Xiaoxi's cheek with his hand. He didn't know how long he had cried. His face was full of tears. Gu Yichen's dark sword eyebrows were tight and his heart suddenly pulled, "what did you dream of? You cried so sad."

In the dream, song Xiaoxi was still crying, holding Gu Yichen's arm with one hand.

Gu Yichen couldn't see it anymore. He gently shook song Xiaoxi's shoulder and called, "Xiaoxi, Xiaoxi, wake up, wake up..."

Song Xiaoxi in the dream cried out, "I don't, I really don't, don't do this, please let me go..."

Seeing that song Xiaoxi still didn't wake up, Gu Yichen took out his arm around Song Xiaoxi, shook song Xiaoxi's shoulder with both hands, and then increased the decibel, "Xiao Xi, song Xiaoxi, wake up..."

Gu Xiaoxi was woken up in her sleep. She looked at Gu Yichen suspiciously, "President Gu, what's the matter?"

Seeing song Xiaoxi wake up, Gu Yichen breathed a sigh of relief, "nothing. You just dreamed and cried very sad."

Song Xiaoxi also felt very uncomfortable. She wiped the tears in the corners of her eyes, "I don't know why, I always have such terrible dreams."

"What did you dream of?"

"I can't remember clearly, but someone is chasing me in a trance..."

Seeing Gu Yichen looking at himself with worry, song Xiaoxi pretended to be relaxed and said, "it's okay. I must have done many bad things when I was a paparazzi. God sees that the law can't punish me, so he goes to his dream to punish me."

Hearing song Xiaoxi say so, Gu Yichen's mood is also relaxed a lot, deliberately teasing, "that's true!"

Although song Xiaoxi doesn't know how much economic losses Tengda will suffer from the artist who collapsed when she was a mushroom head, she knows her work is inhumane.

But there's no way. She needs money too much. She has to repay the huge usury owed by her parents.

For her ability, she really couldn't find a job that made money faster and more than being a paparazzi.

Thinking of song Xiaoxi's mood is more gloomy and depressed.

Gu Yichen originally just wanted to tease her. Unexpectedly, the silly girl was really on the road. Looking at her melancholy eyes, Gu Yichen was stunned. He didn't know whether it was too dark to see clearly or how. Gu Yichen only felt that the clear and beautiful eyes were stained with an undeserved dense layer.

He doesn't want to see song Xiaoxi like this. He prefers that song Xiaoxi is a lot of crooked reasoning. He plays careful thinking with himself and can always find justifiable words for his actions

Gu Yichen painfully pulls song Xiaoxi into his arms again. His broad chest and warm arms make song Xiaoxi sad. He unconsciously wants to have a good look at the man around him.

She looked up just opposite Gu Yichen's Obsidian black eyes. At the moment when her eyes met, song Xiaoxi was completely conquered by his gentle eyes. She wanted to explain for herself, but this time she really couldn't find it. She stammered, "President Gu, I, I didn't mean to be directed at your company's artists... Just the news price of your company is high..."

"How short of money do you really want to do such a hard and dangerous job?" his focus is not at the same point as what song Xiaoxi said.

"Why does Tengda's news cost so much?" after so many years in the mall, although Gu Yichen's mind is on Song Xiaoxi at the moment, he keenly smells a different breath.

Asked by Gu Yichen, song Xiaoxi was also aware of this problem. She had never paid attention to which artist was owned by which company before. She only paid attention to the price given by the boss.

She simply thinks that Tengda's protection and public relations for the company's artists are not comparable to those of ordinary film and television companies. Paparazzi peers generally dare not engage in it. After all, it is the work of licking blood on the tip of a knife, which is difficult and risky. The price offered by the boss is naturally high.

Gu Yichen's question seemed to wake her up. It seemed that most of the artists the boss asked her to secretly shoot were Tengda, and the price was indeed higher than the news price of artists from other companies. Song Xiaoxi looked at Gu Yichen suspiciously, "you mean, my boss is specifically aimed at Tengda?"

"Do they arrange your goals?" Gu Yichen didn't answer song Xiaoxi's question. He restored the image of a calm business elite. His eyes were full of cold, unfathomable, short words and went straight to the theme.

Song Xiaoxi didn't dare to be a bit careless and answered honestly, "Hmm!"

"Who?" Gu Yichen was alert to the existence of the problem.

Gu Yichen's brain began to run rapidly. If the other party really came for Tengda, and it was song Xiaoxi, he was a little creepy.

Market economy, survival of the fittest, this is the natural law. Tengda can go to a higher level in his hands, not without competition and darkness, but he believes in his ability.

He was not afraid of the appearance of his opponent, or that someone would deal with Tengda and himself, but this time, he vaguely realized that he was not an ordinary opponent.

Because the opponent sent song Xiaoxi, only he knows why he is excited for song Xiaoxi and can't control himself. Her eyes and the feeling she gives herself are too similar to reading. If the other party sent song Xiaoxi to him because of this, it would be terrible

"I don't know his name," Song Xiaoxi answered truthfully.

"How did you know each other?"

"We don't know each other and haven't met each other. We always contact each other through email and telephone." Song Xiaoxi tried to search for information about each other in her brain.

"What?!" Gu Yichen felt more and more that something was wrong!

Song Xiaoxi recalled her experience as the first person to become a paparazzi

Three years ago, I had a serious car accident. When I woke up, I lost all my memories and didn't know everyone around me, including my parents.

She stayed in the hospital for a long time. Until she fully recovered and came home, she didn't know that her parents owed a lot of debt to save themselves. Moreover, her father had gambled and usury of 400 million, which made her parents and out of breath. Their parents are old. They have no ability to make money. Their only hope is themselves. She needs a job, a job that can make a lot of money.

But at that time, she was full of strangeness and fear to the outside world. When she turned on her home computer, she found an unread email prompt, but she didn't know the email password.

Mother said she never touched her things and didn't understand them at all. Her mother prompted her to try with her birthday, but she didn't remember when her birthday was. Her mother told her it was December 25, 1982. She entered 19821225 and didn't expect to really go in.

That email is very short, and the general content is: Huang Haiwei of Dahua film and television company is going to Weihai for vacation recently. It is reported that he is going to meet his lover behind his wife and children. If he can shoot exclusive film and television materials, he will pay her two million yuan at one time.

After reading the email, she was frightened by the amount of money at the end. She couldn't believe it.

She checked all the emails that could be viewed in the mailbox and found that they were all emails with the same person. The other party had no name but only email address. She called the other party the boss in the email, and the other party always called her mushroom head.

Song Xiaoxi couldn't believe at first that she was a paparazzi who secretly photographed star gossip everywhere.