Chapter 333 Do you want to film a movie?
She leaned against the door and breathed a sigh of relief. When she opened her eyes, she saw Fu Zheng standing in the middle of the room, his hair disheveled, naked, his well-defined abdominal muscles extending downwards and disappearing under the bath towel.
The bath towel around his lower body was pink, one of the warm and cool bath towels. His skin was already fair, and the pink color did not look out of place, but made his skin look even whiter.
After this New Year, Fu Zheng will be thirty years old.
He has three-dimensional facial features and superior bone structure. Time has left no trace on him and he still looks young and strong.
Wen Liang's ears felt hot, and he quickly turned his eyes away, "Why are you standing there? Why don't you go take a shower?"
A smile flashed in Fu Zheng's eyes, "Okay, by the way, didn't you say she was asleep?"
"Can't you just wake up halfway?" Wen Liang glared at him. Why was he asking so many questions?!
"able."
Fu Zheng curled his lips and went to the bathroom.
Wen Liang breathed a sigh of relief and sat down beside the bed.
Listening to the sound of water dripping in the bathroom, she was confused and didn't know what to do. She picked up the script and flipped through two pages at random.
I had clearly decided not to be deceived by Fu Zheng anymore and not to have too close contact with him, but...
Wen Liang leaned back on the bed, wailing silently.
She seemed to have fallen into a net called Fu Zheng and couldn't climb out.
She seemed to have encountered a ghost wall and kept going around in circles.
Suddenly, Tang Shishi's voice rang out from outside, "Aliang, the water is out. Do you want some?"
Wen Liang was about to say he didn't want to drink, but then he changed his mind and said, "Leave a glass for me."
Wen Liang waited until Tang Shishi returned to her room before going out and getting a cup of water from the kitchen.
After a while, Fu Zheng came out of the bathroom, his hair still dripping with water, and he was still only wearing a bath towel.
The water droplets remaining on his body or dripping from his hair were crystal clear, sliding slowly down his fair skin and strong muscles.
Wen Liang looked up at him, then lowered her head again, pretending to read a script, "There's hot water over there, drink it."
"good."
Fu Zheng nodded, walked over and picked up the glass of water.
The room was silent, with the swallowing sound being particularly noticeable.
Wen Liang saw his Adam's apple rolling up and down, and a trace of water overflowed from the corner of his mouth, running across his neck and flowing to his collarbone.
She looked away and put the script aside. "Call your secretary to bring you some clothes...and ask him to bring some food when he comes."
Just think of it as Wen Liang ordering takeout. If Tang Shishi asks about it, there will be an explanation.
Fu Zheng paused and put down the water cup. "My phone is wet and can't be turned on. Can you lend me your phone?"
Wen Liang turned on the phone and handed it to him.
Fu Zheng walked forward and took the phone.
The mature male body suddenly enlarged and Wen Liang turned his gaze away.
Fu Zheng called Special Assistant Yang.
A few seconds later, the call was connected, and Special Assistant Yang said, "Hello? Miss Wen?"
No one spoke on the other end of the line.
Special Assistant Yang was puzzled and asked again, "Hello? Hello? Miss Wen? What's going on?"
There was still no one on the other end of the phone.
About ten seconds later, a female voice faintly came from the other end of the phone, "No one's answering?"
Special Assistant Yang: “?”
Didn’t he answer it?
"Um, no one answered." The male voice became clearer, as if he was holding a mobile phone.
After saying that, his finger swiped across the screen quickly and subtly.
The call was disconnected.
Special Assistant Yang listened to the beeping sound in the microphone and stared at the phone screen.
He seemed to hear Mr. Fu's voice?
Special Assistant Yang understood something instantly and sent a message to the secretary group, "Miss Wen is calling you, don't answer!"
Next, Fu Zheng called two secretaries, but no one answered.
He looked at Wen Liang awkwardly, "Maybe they have something to do now."
Just a coincidence?
Wen Liang took the phone and looked at the call log. Indeed, the call was not connected - the call with Special Assistant Yang had long been deleted by Fu Zheng while he was entering the number of another secretary.
Wen Liang thought his first call was to another secretary and asked, "Didn't you call Special Assistant Yang?"
"I don't know if he has finished his work today. I'll give him a try." Fu Zheng said.
He called Special Assistant Yang.
After dozens of seconds, no one answered and the call was automatically disconnected.
Fu Zheng showed the interface to Wen Liang.
"All right."
She frowned and said, "Please sit down first. I want to read the script. Don't disturb me. I'll try calling you later."
"Read the script?" Fu Zheng raised his eyebrows and looked at the script in her hand. "You want to film a movie?"
"Um."
"What script?"
"It's the role from last time. It was originally meant for Chu Siyi, but she couldn't film it anymore and couldn't find a suitable one for a while, so the director asked me to do it."
Upon hearing this, Fu Zheng's face darkened slightly.
If he remembered correctly, this character was a seductive vixen, and her clothing was relatively revealing compared to the noble and upright people.
"If you want to make a movie, I can pick some good roles for you."
"No need," Wen Liang refused directly, "I'm just filling in for the director, and the role of Su Miao is pretty good too."
Although he is a villain, he is not a brainless villain.
Fu Zheng lowered his eyes.
After the divorce, she started taking photos and acting in movies, and her life seemed much more fulfilling than before.
In the past, he had never seen her have any hobbies. After get off work, if she had nothing else to do, she would go home directly.
Fu Zheng sat down beside the bed and said nothing more.
The room fell silent.
Wen Liang put down the script, put on her pajamas and went to the bathroom to take a shower.
After blow-drying her hair, Fu Zheng was still sitting by the bed, reading her script.
"Have you contacted them again?"
“I contacted them, but no one answered.”
Fu Zheng raised his eyes, his gaze darkened, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down.
She had just taken a shower, her eyes were wet, and her fair skin was pink.
This is such a coincidence.
Wen Liang glanced at Fu Zheng suspiciously and said, "Give me your phone."
Fu Zheng raised his eyebrows, took out his cell phone from his coat in the laundry basket and handed it to Wen Liang.
I pressed and held the cool button to turn on the phone, but the phone didn't respond.
It seems to be really bad.
Is it really a coincidence?
"What should I do then?" Wen Liang frowned and casually put his phone on the table.
"If you don't mind, I'll stay in the guest room for one night."
"No." Wen Liang refused flatly.
It would be terrible if Tang Shishi found out.
She could even imagine Tang Shishi's disappointed look.
"Then..." Fu Zheng hesitated to speak.
There was only one option left, and that was to sleep with her.
And he slept naked.
Wen Liang rubbed his forehead irritably, took out a quilt from the cabinet, and spread the two quilts on both sides of the bed.
"You sleep in the new bed," she placed another pillow upright between them, "Don't cross the line!"
"good."
Fu Zheng agreed.
Wen Liang sat in bed and watched some acting videos for a while before turning off the lights and going to sleep.
The last time she and Fu Zheng shared a bed was... two days ago...
Thinking of something, Wen Liang's face turned slightly red in the darkness.
The room was so quiet that only the sound of the two people breathing could be heard.
After an unknown amount of time, Fu Zheng next to him turned over.
He suddenly whispered in Wen Liang's ear, his hot breath spraying on her earlobe, "Are you asleep?"
The voice is slightly hoarse, low and magnetic.
Wen Liang didn't answer.
Fu Zheng didn't say anything else.
Afterwards, Wen Liang heard a rustling sound that did not disappear.
After realizing what Fu Zheng was doing, Wen Liang's face flushed red and he dared not move.
The next morning, Wen Liang stared at Fu Zheng dimly with dark circles under his eyes.
Fu Zheng remained calm, "What's wrong?"
"It's okay." Wen Liang gritted his teeth.
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