Chapter 61

After sleeping for a long time, I simply washed and looked at myself in the mirror, then I drew a light make-up on a whim. I was used to plain face, but I was not used to looking at the mirror.

Downstairs, Ling Mofan is sitting in the hall on the first floor, and standing in front of him is secretary Zhao.

I haven't seen Secretary Zhao for a while.

After saying hello to Secretary Zhao, I went to the restaurant. In some accidents, Ling Mo fan didn't go to the company today and didn't go on a business trip. As a flying man, he seldom has a holiday.

Breakfast is mung bean porridge and milk yellow bag. I told the chef yesterday that I wanted to drink mung bean porridge. Today, I saw a pot of mung bean porridge on the table, overflowing with a faint smell of mung bean, which is particularly refreshing.

"Why didn't you go to the company today?" I raise an eye, looking at the Ling Mo fan that comes in, ask a way.

Ling Mo fan, wearing a simple home clothes, sat beside me and took a milk yellow bag. Even if he ate a milk yellow bag, I felt that this person was permeated with a noble temperament that was difficult to show.

"There's a charity dinner this evening. Would you like to come with me?" He just ignored my question.

I drank a mouthful of mung bean porridge, seriously thought about his question, "do I have to go?"

"Of course not. It's just that I need a girl. If you don't go, I'll find a man to avoid suspicion." He said.

Male partner? My eyes turned up and down on him, and a man walked down the red carpet with Ling Mo fan's wrist in his head. In an instant, a novel with tens of thousands of words had taken shape.

Ji Xiaoxi always shows me all kinds of articles about Ling Mofan. She's in the mixed food circle, and the most important thing for her fans is talents. Two days ago, Ji Xiaoxi sent two documents in the dialog box with me. I click in to see it. It turns out that it's a same-sex novel about Ling Mofan and her idol.

I also read the novel word by word, even to the bathroom. The description of the words in the novel should not be too explicit and shameful.

At present, I heard that Ling Mo fan was going to take a man to the red carpet, "Oh." I still want to refuse, but Ling Mo fan's attitude is very firm, I have no reason to refuse.

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Wentezhu sent me two sets of dresses. According to the introduction, they are all evening dresses for the new season fashion show.

The dress I am wearing now is a long striped dress with hollow back and straight shoulder. On my neck is a Black Embroidered rose that comes with the dress. I have been pregnant for almost five months, and now there are some obvious belly bulges, so the pleated design of the small part of the dress just blocks the bulge of the belly.

I stood in front of the mirror, turned a circle, Ling Mo fan just came in from the outside, he hugged me from behind, chin on the shoulder, "I see you make up, you usually don't make up, how to think of today's make-up."

This I can't say, I see all the girls around me are wearing make-up, occasionally I want to be a delicate girl, but I think it's meaningless to say it.

"If you're pregnant, you still need less make-up." I looked at the man behind me in the mirror and said with embarrassment, "when I went shopping that day, I bought an air cushion and lipstick with Ji Xiaoxi, just I just want to try. Is it ugly? "

"Well." Men's hot breathing spray in my ear, "after going out or plain it, at home to show me."

I don't know what he meant!

It's hard to put on makeup. Is it really ugly? I put on a make-up, go out still can give him disgrace?

The charity dinner was held in Yinjiang Guodu building.

I was very nervous when I walked on the red carpet. After all, I used to watch stars walk on the red carpet in front of the TV. I was holding Ling Mofan's little arm. My steps were not very natural. I almost sprained my feet several times.

After walking on the red carpet, we went into the infield.

The front row of the infield is full of stars active on the big and small screens. I also saw ye Mengya. Ye Mengya glanced at me and chatted with a male star nearby.

I thought the charity dinner was just one of those boring parties. In the middle of the hall, there were cellos and violins playing. A group of high-class people in high-end custom-made suits were talking about business cooperation in the name of charity, while women were talking about the handsome man and gossip

Unexpectedly, the charity dinner is really in the form of a party.

On the infield stage, there were singing and dancing performances, sketches and whispered speeches, and even poetry recitation. I recorded several videos and sent them to Ji Xiaoxi. For a few seconds, Ji Xiaoxi's series of shouts were in the dialog box.

Sister Jinyun, where are you? I want to go too. Do you have any tickets?

My God, my idol, I saw the back of his head. I went to work today and didn't brush my mobile phone for two days. I forgot the charity dinner held by Mingdu magazine today!

Ah, sister, take more photos. I want to send a circle of friends!

I looked at the dialog box and laughed.

Ling Mo fan bowed his head, blew a breath in my ear, and said in a low voice: "Ye Jinyun, I find that you like to giggle when you have nothing to do. What's wrong with you, eh?"I shrunk my head, "I sent some videos to Ji Xiaoxi. One of the men's groups on the stage just now is her idol. She asked me to take more photos and send them to her."

Ling Mo fan bit me on my neck, very light and painless, but I think he bit out the mark, and said what's wrong with me, isn't he? He always bites people.

The charity dinner is almost over. The organizer and Ling Mofan seem to have a project to talk about in the VIP lounge. I went to the bathroom.

Looking at the row of teeth marks in the mirror, I didn't feel pain just now. Now looking at the red marks on my neck, I don't know what to say about Ling Mo fan!

I took the air cushion out of my bag and wiped it on my neck.

"Mr. Ye."

I feel guilty. When I hear the sound, I'm scared.

The master of the voice, I don't have to look to know who it is.

I put away the air cushion, turned around and looked at Yu Jinglan standing behind me.

Today, Yu Jinglan is wearing a pink skirt over the knee and a ponytail. The air bangs on her forehead. She looks very pure and beautiful.

"Mr. Ye, did you come with Mr. Ling?" She asked me with a smile, calmly.

I didn't say yes or no.

Yu Jinglan has a typical oval face. She is very petite and graceful. I don't speak, and she still smiles. "I came with President Shen. When we first came here, we still saw your ex boyfriend at the construction site near the Guowan bridge."

I'm a little strange to the pronoun of ex boyfriend. I didn't know who she was referring to for a while.

"Yu Jinglan, I have no relationship with Chen Xiangdong, and he is not my ex boyfriend." I really don't want to explain. Besides, Chen Xiangdong is a fool. I don't want to see him at all. I even have a headache when I think of him!

Yu Jinglan smile, "is it, he seems to have been thinking of you, it seems quite infatuated."

I have a tight chest and I'll go with my legs up.

Good die not die, just out of the bathroom, with the head-on Han can bumped together.

"What a coincidence, Mrs. Ling." Han can's tone is frivolous. He puts one hand around my waist and his tone is ambiguous: "it's my second time to throw myself in my arms."

"Let go!" Behind me is Yu Jinglan. This is a public place. What's more, today's charity dinner covers almost all kinds of media. Just in case, it's really unclear.

Han can raised his eyes to look behind me, and raised a smile at the corner of his mouth. "What a coincidence! The ex girlfriend of President Lingda is also here. Why, are you two fighting?"

"No quarrel, Mr. Han misunderstood." Yu Jinglan came to me, eyes fell on me, and then laughed, "I don't disturb, you chat."

"Let go!" I raised the volume, Yu Jinglan eyes sneer, I see clearly, Chen Xiangdong things have made me angry, now is Han can, how can things endless?

Han can hands around my waist, "Mrs. Ling, what I said yesterday is not just saying." After he finished, he raised his thumb to trace in the corner of my mouth, "the photos and videos taken by paparazzi yesterday are all in my hands, believe it or not..."

In my anger, I didn't care about the others any more. I bit his finger with my mouth open.