Chapter 131

"You have your professionalism and I can't interfere with your work, but can you take a step back for me and try to avoid the danger?"

If there is another time, he can't foresee what he will do.

Jiang Jiusheng nodded: "OK, I'll try my best." After all, she is just a singer, and this kind of shooting work is not much. She suddenly thought of Mo Bing's suggestion, "Shijin, how about I go to be an actor?"

Jiang Jiusheng's acting talent is pretty good. Both the agent and the company have plans in this regard. Mo Bing's original words are: Su Qing and Jing se can be actors with cancer acting skills. Jiang Jiusheng is enough.

At that time, she just laughed it off and didn't make a statement.

When Jin pondered for a moment: "can you listen to my opinion?"

Jiang Jiusheng nodded, "of course."

"Sheng Sheng, I don't want you in the film and television industry." Shijin's words are simple and clear, and her tone is very objective and rational. "I know your character, you either don't do it, once you do it, you will spare no effort. Then, many things can't be avoided, such as the high-risk shooting like today, such as the heavy selection of rock music and film and television, and for example," he paused for a short time, "and the inevitable physical connection with the actor Touch. "

Well, these are all problems.

Jiang Jiusheng thought.

"However," Shijin slowed down, "if you insist, I will not object, I respect your decision."

After all, he gave her the decision.

When Jin to her connivance, has always been very high, Jiang Jiusheng knew: "I know, your opinion I will take into account."

When Jin didn't want her to have a burden, she brushed her hair and said, "just do what you want." He solemnly told her, "it doesn't matter if I fail. I have a lot of money to support you."

Jiang Jiusheng could not help laughing: "am I a big money man?"

Shijin shook her head. "No." He said, "the money I made was meant for you."

She grinned into his arms.

In addition, Mo Bing and Hu Mingyu, a group of four, had dinner outside. When they arrived at the hotel, it was almost eight o'clock. Mo Bing brought some bottles of medicinal wine to Jiang Jiusheng, saying that they would come from the cooperative actor. They were martial arts actors, and there were all kinds of medicines for bruises.

When the medicine was handed to Jiang Jiusheng, Mo Bing asked, "do you need my help?"

Jiang Jiusheng just wanted to say that he needed it, but Jin politely refused: "thank you, no need."

Mo Bing thinks about it. She doesn't understand. Sometimes Jin, a doctor's boyfriend, needs to cheat.

"The red bottle is for bath, and the green one is for external use." Finish saying, Mo Bing leaves, improper electric light bubble, let them two honey mix oil.

After Mo Bing left, Shi Jin took Jiang Jiusheng to the room and put him on the bed: "sit for a while, I'll give you some water."

"Well."

She was lying on her stomach. Her back was really sore. She didn't feel it when she was shooting. At this moment, her whole back was hot and a little numb.

After the water was put, Shi Jin came back with a faint smell of medicine and wine. He squatted at the head of the bed and looked up at Jiang Jiusheng's tired face. He was so sad that he couldn't: "can I help you?"

Jiang Jiusheng shook his head: "when doctor, I am not disabled."

As soon as she got off the ground, she stumbled and struggled.

When Jin scooped her into her arms and hugged her up: "I'll take you in."

Jiang Jiusheng put his arm around his neck and looked up at him: "medicine."

When Jin took the green bottle of wine on the table and took her to the bathroom.

Because it's not convenient to wipe the medicine, Jiang Jiusheng struggled for a long time in the main bathroom before he came out. By then, Jin had washed and rinsed in the bathroom outside the bedroom, and her hair had not been wiped. It seemed that she was not at ease. When she opened the door, he nervously went to help her.

Jiang Jiusheng is laughing. She is really disabled.

When Jin helped her to lie down, she shook her head: "I'll wipe my hair before I sleep."

He went to the bathroom to get a dry towel and squatted in front of her.

Before wiping twice, Jin pressed Jiang Jiusheng's hand: "Sheng Sheng."

"Well?"

"I'm not sure. Turn around."

Jiang Jiusheng turns his back to Shijin.

He stooped, dropped his hand on her back, pressed it gently, and then stopped. "Does it hurt?"

"A little."

When Jin's hand then went down a bit: "here?"

Jiang Jiusheng twisted his eyebrows: "it's more painful than before."

He added a little bit.

She turned a little white. "It hurts there."

Shi Jin explained: "here is a acupoint. If it hurts, there may be congestion." With that, he helped her to lie down, got out of bed, took the medicine and wine for external use, sat back on the bed, "Sheng Sheng, you lie on your stomach."

She didn't ask much. She was obedient in bed.

When Jin silence for a while, said: "Sheng Sheng, need to take off clothes."Jiang Jiusheng turns his head and knows nothing.

When Jin then said, patience is very good: "if you mind, I can turn off the light."

She shook her head, raised her body a little, untied the belt around her waist, lying on the pillow and looking at her: "you are my boyfriend, you don't need to turn off the light."

When Jin kissed her cheek, patted her head peacefully, then pushed her bathrobe slowly to her waist, revealing the whole back.

Sure enough, there was a large area of blue and purple behind her. The bruise was very light, but it was red, swollen and bruised.

When Jin eyes slightly heavy: "may have a little pain," he poured some wine in his hand, "baby, you bear it."

Jiang Jiusheng said.

He rubbed open the medicine wine in the palm. When the palm was hot, he pressed it on her back and pushed it down slowly.

Medicine wine is a little cool, when Jin's fingers and abdomen are also cold, but his palms are warm, sticking to her skin, there is a burning sensation, but also some itching.

However, Shijin obviously learned massage and was very skilled.

Jiang Jiusheng changed his posture slightly in a small arc, looked at Shijin sideways, and his bathrobe slipped down a little: "Shijin, you can still use traditional Chinese medicine."

"Well, I learned some from reading." He poured some more medicine and wine, and gently rubbed at the place with the most serious swelling on her back, "does it hurt?"

"It hurts," she said

In fact, she is not very afraid of pain, and even can be regarded as a shoulder fight. If it is normal, she will not frown at this bruise. However, probably because of the presence of Shijin, a little thing is like a big grievance. She will not bite her teeth and cry out for him.

It's strange. Love is more strange.

When Jin is distressed, she takes up the strength on her hand and says, "then I will be lighter."

"Good."

When Jin's movement was very light, she began to feel some pain. After she got hot, she didn't feel any pain. Instead, she felt comfortable. Jiang Jiusheng was so sleepy.

About ten minutes later, he stopped moving, but she didn't respond. Lying there, she didn't move. The lines on her back were very beautiful, because they were thin. A pair of butterfly bones were very obvious. The waist was not as thin as words. The light at the head of the bed just hit her back, like crossing a layer of light pink.

When Jin eyes stay for a long time, just call her: "Sheng Sheng, OK."

Jiang Jiusheng opens his eyes and turns his subconscious body.

The bathrobe fell to her waist, and there was no covering on her chest.

At that time, Jin's eyes were slightly hot and fell on her. For a moment, he looked away. He turned to look elsewhere and his voice was hoarse: "Sheng Sheng, clothes."

Jiang Jiusheng is half asleep. With a bit of confusion, he is more daring. Sitting up, she holds Shijin's face and looks at herself.

His eyes were burning, his eyes were lustful and his pupils were red.

Jiang Jiusheng looked directly into his eyes and didn't dodge at all. She opened her mouth and asked him, "Shijin, do you want me?"

When Jin does not hesitate: "think."

She smiled and said, "here you are."

Then she lifted her hand and untied the belt of Shijin's bathrobe. She leaned her naked body against his chest.

Snow outside the window, light is very warm, fell a room of gentle shadow.

The next day, the snow did not rest, and the sky was shimmering. After the reflection of the white snow color, it was a bit dark and bright.

Jiang Jiusheng opened his eyes, the lamp on the head of the bed was still on, she rubbed her eyes, and then Jin rubbed her chest: "morning, doctor."

When Jin hugs her waist: "can you get up?"

"Ginger nine Sheng moved:" the back is very painful The material of the bathrobe is very soft. It still hurts when you move. It's estimated that the congestion hasn't disappeared yet.

When Jin Ye Ye Ye Ye her back by the angle: "that can't afford."

She wore clothes, but Shijin did not, his temperature is a little cold, she went to his arms by: "Shijin."

"Well?"

Just after waking up, there was some bubble sound, and his voice was pleasant to hear. When the ending was raised, it was particularly gentle and sweet. Jiang Jiusheng thought that she might be bewitched, and asked him with all his might: "do you want to do it now?"

When Jin chuckles, hands around her waist, in her back gently brush, close to her ear whispered: "wait for your back injury to do."

"Oh."

I'm sorry.

Last night, because of the back pain, a move on the pain, when Jin was afraid to bump against her, in the end did not ruthlessly under the heart.

Jiang Jiusheng's mood How to describe it? It's a bit frustrating. It's like a serious internal injury.

When Jin whispered a smile.

She just buried her face in the pillow.

He fished her out and held her in his arms.

"Shijin."

"Well."

Jiang's hands as like as two peas fell on the abdomen and asked him, "what's the same tattoo with you?" Even as like as two peas, they are tattooed black.

He looked into her eyes: "because of you."

Jiang Jiusheng doesn't understand.

When Jin took her hand and fell on her abdomen, she gently rubbed the scar under the tattoo with her finger abdomen: "because you have it, so I have it too."She asked, "when did you get it?"

"A long time ago."

"Have I ever had a tattoo before?" She doesn't have it in her mind, because the tattoo is a little on her waist. Even if it's a dress with a bare waist, the tattoo should be able to cover it.

He just said, "you forgot."

Jiang Jiusheng didn't ask again. He put his hand on Shi Jin's stomach and touched the tattoo repeatedly. Somehow, he felt very familiar with it. His heart was heavy and nervous, which was not surprising.

"Sheng Sheng." When Jin lies on her side, her hands around her waist.

"Well."

He lowered his head and just looked into her eyes: "shall we not have the wedding ring in the future?"

Jiang Jiusheng guessed a few faintly: "does ring grain ring finger go up?"

"Well, it's not easy to lose."

She did not want to, nor hesitated, nodded: "OK." Drilling into his arms, rubbing, laughing, deliberately joking, "when the doctor, you have a reaction."

When Jin bit her on the neck.

She looked up and deliberately arched him: "Shi Jin."

"Well?" When Jin breathed a little disorderly.

Jiang Jiusheng looked up, the silhouette paint on the bottom of his eyes was bright, with a smile, and the corners of his eyes were bent, like a mysterious and lazy cat. His hand was placed on Shijin's chest, and he did not touch it again and again: "uncomfortable?"

His voice was muffled: "well."

His eyes were red and his ears were red. His eyes were urgent and he could not bear it.

Jiang Jiusheng smiled and put his head into the quilt.

Her doctor taught her a lot of things, such as the sinking and happiness of life and death. He said, love deeply. Then, love to the extreme, and don't be afraid to die, because you won't walk the yellow spring road alone.

Nine o'clock, Mo Bing comes to find her.

Jiang Jiusheng is nestled in the sofa with two soft pillows on his back. He is lazily watching the snow. He can't be leisurely.

"I'm proud of my spring, but I'm proud of my face." Mo Bing held her chin and joked, "it seems that last night's medicine worked."

Jiang Jiusheng smiled, but his eyes were a little annoyed: "Mo Bing."

Mo Bing surrenders: "OK, don't laugh at you." She sat on the other end of the sofa and said, "director Smith has called. These two days, you will shoot the leading actor first. You don't have to climb the building and jump into the car. The back scenes are all indoor. You can make up in a few days."

Jiang Jiusheng nodded, casually not caring.

There was a careless Buddhist artist on the stand. Mo Bing naturally took more care: "it seems that your back is not bruised lightly. I will go to the studio later. There are still some trifles in the later stage. I have to stare at them. You are OK in the hotel alone?"

She squinted, languid as a satiated cat: "Shijin will be back soon."

Mo Bing asked, "where has he gone?"

Speaking of this, Jiang Jiusheng frowned a little: "go to buy medicine meal."

Medicated diet?

At that time, the doctor also refused to smoke, drink or wash the pot. Even though he had taken health medicine diet,

Mo Bing could not help laughing: "I think you will have a good life in the future," she thought, "very regular." I didn't expect that at that time, doctors still had the style of old cadres.

Jiang Jiusheng laughs but doesn't speak.

A willing look!

Mo Bing got up and took the bag: "I'm leaving."

"You go with Mingyu. Be careful." It's right to be careful when you're abroad.

Mo Bing waved: "OK."

Jiang Jiusheng continues to nest on the sofa in front of the floor window, watching the long snow, waiting for his doctor at home. Soon, the mobile phone rings. It's Mo Bing's mobile phone. She falls on the coffee table.

Jiang Jiusheng takes a look. It's Lin Anzhi. After thinking about it, he takes it.

"I'm Jiang Jiusheng," she said

Lin An's tone was a little urgent: "where is mo Bing?"

Jiang Jiusheng replied, "she just went out, and her cell phone left me here."

Lin Anzhi asked her, "please wait for her to come back and ask her to call me back."

"Good."

"Thank you."

Thanks, Lin Anzhi hangs up.

Mo Bing hasn't come back for a whole day. Her mobile phone rings again in the afternoon. It's Lin Anzhi. Jiang Jiusheng doesn't answer this time. I guess Lin Anzhi should be looking for Mo Bing.

Towards dusk, Jiang Jiusheng knew what happened. Lin Anzhi was photographed with a woman. She made several phone calls to find Mo Bing.

"What's the matter? Look for me in such a hurry. "

Listen to Mo Bing's tone, obviously I don't know about Lin Anzhi.

"I have left your cell phone. Lin Anzhi is looking for you."

Mo Bing didn't care: "I'll call him back when I go back."

Jiang Jiusheng sips his lips, suggesting: "it's best to do it as soon as possible."

Mo Bing heard something unusual and went from the noisy place to a quiet place: "what's the matter?"

Jiang Jiusheng thought about it, but still told her without saying, "Lin Anzhi has spread the scandal.""With whom?"

Mo Bing asked calmly, especially calmly.

"It's fuzzy, and I didn't get a face shot. I can't be sure who it is, but it's in Warner's garage. It should be Warner's movie maker."

Mo Bing listened, just smiled, said: "reporters like to catch the wind and shadow."

Jiang Jiusheng believed that there was no wind and no waves. He asked Mo Bing, "do you believe him so?"

She did not hesitate: "well, believe it." Her tone was unusually firm. "I'll take it all."

Jiang Jiusheng didn't say anything more. He knew everything about his feelings, such as drinking water.

At that end, Mo Bing hangs up the phone, borrows Hu Mingyu's mobile phone, dials Lin Anzhi's number, but does not get through. She has been shutting down. She is a little uneasy.

At two o'clock in the evening, Lin Anzhi's phone rang. Mo Bing didn't sleep until she heard a sound. She answered. Lin Anzhi's voice came from the receiver, very hoarse.

"Mo Bing."

"How did you shut down so long?" she said

"On the plane just now." Lin Anzhi called Mo Bing and said, "I'm at the door of your hotel."

There was a wind at the other end. It seemed that his voice was not true. Mo Bing responded for a long time: "I'll go down now."

She stood up abruptly, her knee was knocked on the corner of the bedside table, and she could not care about the pain. She put on a coat and ran out.

At two o'clock in the middle of the night, there was heavy snow outside. There was no pedestrian. The street light was yellow. There was a long slanting figure on the snow. It was Lin Anzhi. He was wearing a thick down jacket, buckled his hat, lowered his head and kicked the snow on the ground. Hearing the footsteps nearby, he suddenly looked up.

Across the glass door of the hotel, he saw Mo Bing running towards him.

Mo Bing is also wearing the slippers of the hotel, stepping on the thick snow: "how can you --"

before she finishes, Lin Anzhi hugs her.

Originally to reprimand him, words are to the mouth, but Mo Bing can't say a word, ear wind and snow roar, and Lin Anzhi's voice, with a light tremor.

"Mo Bing, do you believe me?"

Mo Bing did not hesitate: "letter." She looked up at Lin Anzhi's face. She had a long beard. She stood on tiptoe and rubbed against his chin. "You came to selton just to explain to me?"

Lin Anzhi said, "I'm afraid you think more."

"What about the work?"

He held her, did not give up, very hard to hold, said: "no matter so much."

His voice is very hoarse. His eyes are full of indigo. He should have not slept for a long time. Mo Bing's heart is very sour. He is reluctant to let him go. "I didn't see you so stupid at ordinary times. What's wrong this time?"

Lin Anzhi didn't speak. He took off his coat and wrapped it in Mo Bing: "go ahead, it's cold outside."

Back to the room, Mo Bing put hot water, let Lin Anzhi take a bath first. He was wet with snow. Mo Bing went to the front desk to ask for a bag of ginger tea for fear that he would suffer cold.

He was still in the bathroom, Mo Bing made tea, leaned against the wall at the door, and asked the person inside: "who is the woman photographed?"

Lin Anzhi turned off the water and said, "our colleagues in the company."

He didn't explain more, and Mo Bing didn't go to the bottom of the story: "what about public relations?"

"Liang Qin will be in charge." The sound of the water rang again. Lin Anzhi raised his voice and said, "I'll take care of you."

He is seldom so ambitious.

Mo Bing can't help crying and laughing: "you just came here, what about your trip?"

"Mo Bing, don't talk about work."

She stopped.

Lin Anzhi closed the water and approached the door: "help me with my clothes."

Mo Bing takes the clothes from his suitcase and knocks on the bathroom door. The door opens. She hands the clothes to her, but her wrist is caught. She tugs hard, and the whole person is taken into the bathroom.

The door snapped shut.

She looked up and saw Lin Anzhi's eyes, her pupils were slightly red. She laughed and scolded: "hooligans."

Lin Anzhi hugged her waist and pressed her against the wall. He lowered his head and nibbled on her lips: "Mo Bing, I only treat you as a rascal."

As he kissed her and took off her clothes, he gasped more and more. Just as his hand moved to her chest, she held his hand.

"Anzhi, if you fall in love with someone later --"

he immediately interrupts: "there will be no such assumption." He raised his hand and gently stroked her face. "Mo Bing, when I'm old, I'll tell you that I can love you all my life."

Mo Bing nods, tears in her eyes.

He lowered his head and kissed her closely.

At six o'clock in the morning, at dawn, it was the coldest hour of selton's day. It was freezing outside the window, and the men and women in the room and bed hugged each other tightly.

He had a dream and went back to the orphanage that year. At that time, he was still young and thin.

He was taken to a room where there were many adults, men and women. They all stared at him one by one. Their eyes were so hot that they would rush to tear him up."Take off your clothes."

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