Chapter 135： Wayward Kiss

Chapter 135:

Liang Yisheng did not exaggerate, Hansen was really strict.

Although Wen Xi does not have fat, he does not have muscles either, so he is very dissatisfied.

So, after training Wen Xi, he took her to the nearest gym and started to exercise with the goal of getting a vest line.

Later, Wen Xi learned that Hansen's taste was a European and American beauty with high hips and big breasts, so he basically wanted to train her in that direction.

After sweating for more than two hours in the gym, Hansen took her to do beauty care, every minute on the sprint road, not wasting a second.

During this period, Hansen did not let her enjoy comfortably, holding the tablet to let her recognize people-people in the entertainment industry.

From the music industry to the show business, she must remember anything that is well-known.

The more important boss, she has to be clear about certain characteristics of the other party.

For example, a famous singer has been praised for having thick hair for many years. In fact, he is already bald and wears a wig every day, so if you have the opportunity to go abroad in the same frame, don't play with other people's hair.

After three days in this way, Wen Xi fell asleep every day tiredly, and didn't even think about doing other things.

Before going to bed tonight, the phone vibrated, she lifted her tired eyelids, her eyes gradually became clear, and the word "Hansen" was infinitely enlarged in her pupils.

"Wen Xi, who is it?" The clinical Yi Xia mumbled.

"My agent."

Isha turned over, "Huh? Why is he looking for you so late? He is such a devil."

Wen Xi rubbed his eyes, looked at the phone with his elbows, and clicked on the voice.

"Forget about something, I will test your vocal music tomorrow. As a qualified artist, we must not only have acting skills, but we have to catch two singing and dancing. Don't tell me that your five tone is incomplete, or I will choke you to death--"

Wen Xi stuck his head on the pillow and choked silently.

Yi Xia looked incredible, "Oh my god, Tianji's agent is so perverted, you are not a singer, what do you do?"

Wen Xi held the phone and didn't even have the strength to answer Yi Xia. With his eyelids pressed tightly, he was about to fall asleep.

At this moment, the phone rang in horror again. She didn't open her eyes, and slid at random, put it to her face to answer, and muttered, "Hansen, I'll talk about it tomorrow. I'm tired and unable to receive new information. That's it, bye..."

"so tired?"

The deep, magnetic voice was tender and concerned, not at all as cold and ruthless as Hansen.

Wen Xi slowly opened her eyes, and then she saw the word "He Yan", prompting her to sit up in shock immediately, and most of her sleepiness in the circled head disappeared.

Some flusteredly picked up the phone and gave a feed, and the other party passed over with a low laugh, "Are you asleep?"

"Well, almost."

"Almost, I just didn't sleep. Since I didn't sleep, come out for a while."

Wen Xi stared, "Are you outside?"

"Ok."

Wen Xi hurried to the window and looked down, but no one was seen.

Then he hurried to the door and looked out from the cat's eye, and he really saw He Yan's soft and handsome face.

She took the initiative to hang up the phone, opened the door slowly, poked out a head, a little dull in her sleepiness, and looked at the person in front of her seriously, as if she didn't believe him to be true.

After all, it was so late, and he suddenly appeared here, somewhat unbelievable.

"Planning to keep looking at me like this?" He raised his eyebrows slightly.

Wen Xi came out of the door, stood up, rubbed his still sleepy eyes, "I'm not dreaming, why are you here?"

He Yan held the corner of his mouth, took a step forward, without saying anything, raised his hands to cover her two ears, and when Wen Xi's eyes widened, he slowly straightened her sleepy hair. "Really sleepy?"

While staring silently, Wen Xi nodded.

He Yan patted her head, "Go back to sleep."

"Ok?"

She rolled her eyes, then turned back to the room hesitantly, "Then I... go in."

He Yan nodded.

Wen Xi looked back at him suspiciously, not understanding the purpose of his presence here.

At this moment, she was suddenly pulled back by him, slammed into his arms, and smelled his full breath.

The heartbeat sounded in my ears, jumping suddenly, her cheeks were hot, her hand slowly and hesitantly raised, and patted his thick shoulder, "Mr. He, what's wrong with you?" "

He Yan pressed his chin against her neck, and his voice was soft as water, "Nothing, I just miss you."

Wen Xi was stiff, his head was blank for a few seconds, his face flushed, and he could not say a word.

He Yan slowly let go of her, staring down at her helpless and nervous water eyes, unconsciously, raised her hand to hold one of her cheeks, and asked in a low voice, "Remembering what happened after you were drunk that night Is it?"

Wen Xi shook his head dumbly, but some vague pictures popped up in his mind for no reason——

He Yan was sitting on the same big bed with her, and she suddenly sat in his arms for some reason.

When the scene turned, the two faces were close to the ground, she smiled at him silly, and then bit his chin mischievously.

At this moment, he lowered his head and dropped a dragonfly kiss, gently and softly, and pressed it to it.

It was like a magic, and suddenly, she suddenly remembered what happened that night.

That night... she and He Yan finally... kissed...

It's just that He Yan didn't go deep now.

Like, now.

He slowly opened his eyes, and at the same time let go of her, his eyes filled with tenderness, "Okay, go to sleep."

Wen Xi nodded stiffly, then walked into the room like a robot.

The moment the door closed, she covered her face and squatted down, feeling a rush of heat from the soles of her feet, and her whole body was hot and her skin turned red.

No wonder she felt that He Yan was closer to her after that night than before. It turned out that it was like this.

After that, he kissed her.

OMG...

"Wen Xi? Who is it outside?" Yi Xia poked her head from the end of the bed.

Wen Xi was startled, and immediately shook his head, "No one, ask for directions."

"Oh...this way...then go to bed, get up early tomorrow for filming."

"Oh... I, I'll wash my face."

"Wash your face? What face should you wash when you are going to sleep?"

Isha murmured a few words, and went to sleep.

But Wen Xi was like a stimulant, and couldn't fall asleep over and over, with his fingers pressed against his lips, and when he closed his eyes, he returned to the blushing and heartbeat He Yan felt when he kissed her.

It was like this for one night, and the next day, she had to cover the dark circles with foundation before filming.

He Yan had already left, and sent her a photo of waiting at the airport.

It’s an hour’s flight from Kyoto to City Z, but it’s not long ago, but he came here for...

Wen Xi covered his face and did not dare to think further.