Perhaps, she should not casually, no matter whether she has capital to operate behind her back or not, and no matter what period she can get to, since she has taken the job, she will complete it perfectly.

The snail who doesn't want to climb the tree to eat grapes is not a good snail, and the author who dare not dream is not a good author.

……

Back at the villa, Bai Cha began to work. She took the initiative to call Zhou Chunxi through the phone call given by the program team, and discussed with her to make some details more suitable for Zhou Chunxi to perform.

In fact, it's good for her that the program team matches them as partners of the first group.

Compared with some unfamiliar actors, she once lived with Zhou Chunxi day by day, and knew more about each other's details, mentality and even performance ability.

In such a big room, white tea sits in front of the desk when the scene is expected, crackling on the keyboard, and the word "struggle" is almost engraved on the forehead.

When the scene came out of the bathroom, gently closed the door, wet hair dripping water, not into the collar of the bathrobe.

He took a look at the white tea sitting in front of the desk, hooked his lips and laughed. He didn't disturb her. He slowly walked up the steps with the wall and sat down on the ground against the wall. This angle was the best he could see her from.

White tea was too devoted to find that he had finished taking a bath.

When the scene, sitting there, quietly watching her for a while, holding the notebook next to her lap, began to work.

The light suitable for reading gently fell on them, each doing his own thing, and the years seemed very quiet.

Time goes by bit.

When the scene, sit to the whole leg are numb, look at the time, it is already one o'clock in the morning.

He took a look at the white tea, who was still trying to revise the manuscript. He had to put down the computer, stood up, walked to her side, and said gently, "white tea, it's very late. What did you do first?"

The sudden turn of a exclamation, scared white tea almost jump up.

She sat back in a chair in fear, turned her eyes and looked at the handsome man beside her, "what, what's the matter?"

Standing there in response to the scene, he stared at his desk in an unbelievable way. He almost came over without a breath, biting his teeth and growling out, "white tea, do you belong to a dog?"

“……”

White tea along his line of sight to see the table, saw above a mess.

There are lots of objects in front of the keyboard and mouse. From decorations to books, there are obvious teeth marks, rows of teeth marks. A good book is like being chewed by a dog, and the paper inside is torn into strips.

Bai Cha scratched her hair awkwardly. "I'm sorry. I always like to bite unconsciously when I code. I forgot that I was in your room."

She didn't know how she got into such a bad habit. When she was thinking, she always had to tear something and bite something to be comfortable, so she didn't put anything important on her desk.

Even, at one point, she bought her own molars. Standing there in response to the scene, he kept adjusting his breath, but he still couldn't calm down. His long clean fingers almost trembled and picked up a carved inkstone. He looked at the girl in front of him like a clever face. "This is the inkstone, are you

Can you talk? "

The unused long ink bar is full of her teeth.

White tea is even more sorry, "when I think, there is nothing else in my mind. When my mother says I code, even if I put a pile of rat poison, I can eat it... I'm sorry, can I compensate you?"

When I was young, she went out in person at her age and visited famous artists to find the rare ancient ink. I couldn't bear to use it for 20 years... "

Now let her bite.

Bitten

White tea looked at his face as if he was going to faint in the next second. He was distressed and uneasy. He stretched out his hand to pull his sleeve. "I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. This is the only antique here, right?"

Smell speech, when the scene put down the ink bar in hand, grab the book that has not become a kind of, life can not love, "this is my most respected Professor Wilson sent me the book, also wrote a message on the title page."

He quietly opened the cover, inside a string of English has become a strip with the paper.

The face turns blue when it comes to the scene.

"It's all right. Shall we find him to write the message again?" White tea comforted him.

"Professor Wilson passed away last year." His fingers are shaking.

“……”

White tea is desperate.

When the scene comes, they call her names one by one, and the things on the table are collapsed by her. This is handmade by her mother. That's the first gift from her father. This is an antique that the elder has worked hard to find, and that's a treasure from a good teacherWhite tea's own desk dare not put good things, when the desk is not good things do not put.

This is a waste of her collection.

After hearing this, Bai Cha knew that she was in a terrible trouble. She didn't dare to say she was sorry. She quietly bent down on her knees and knelt down on the chair. She lowered her head and almost added two thorns to her back.

"What are you doing?"

When the scene stood aside, desperately to control their emotions, according to the pain of the heart.

"Excuse me." White tea kneels there weak tunnel, think and look up to his pale face, serious tunnel, "or, I meat compensation?"

On second thought, she thought the plan was feasible.

"What?"

When it came to the occasion, I was hit too much tonight and couldn't wake up for a moment.

"I've ruined your treasure. You can spoil me."

White tea is very serious. When he met the scene, he understood what she said and almost didn't mention it in a breath. He took his fist and knocked his heart hard. He turned around twice in the same place and tried to breathe well. Black eyes glared at her, "white tea, do you know where you are

What are you talking about? "

Is there such a way for her to admit her mistake?

"I know."

Her calm fell into his eyes and became a provocation. She gritted her teeth in response to the situation. "You think I dare not, don't you?"

"I don't think so."

White tea shakes her head.

When the scene, low eyes staring at her, grinding teeth, suddenly bent down to pick her up from the chair, strode to the direction of the bed.

As a result, when he was in a hurry, he forgot that he was still sprained, and even forgot that there were steps at his feet, so he held the man and fell straight down.

"Bang."

There was a loud noise.

The second he fell, he protected her head with his hands and chest.

White tea once again heard a bone "click" sound, hear her tremble.

They fell on the cold ground. She looked up weakly from his arms and looked at his completely colorless face. "That... Can you still spoil it?"

The sound of "Ka" seems to be quite loud. Smell speech, when the scene lower head hold up her chin, fiercely kiss her lips, kiss and bite, shortness of breath, vaguely gnash his teeth, "come on, sooner or later you will be angry, I don't want to live!"