Shen Zhiyi snorted, “You always have so many great truths.”
"The last time, I drank too much," she glanced at him and groaned, "If I had controlled my intake, I definitely wouldn't have vomited."
"Little darling..." Li Yunqian looked helpless.
"Okay, okay, it's okay for me to drink hot tea, right?" Shen Zhiyi took the tea soup beside him and drank it slowly.
The grape-like eyes turned, and were reflected in the shaking tea, with a cunning and clever light flashing.
He didn't let her do it, but she insisted on doing it.
As soon as the filming is finished, she will go to the bar and have fun all night long!
She had never been so indulged before when she was restrained by him. Now that she has turned the tables and is her own person, no matter how many truths he has, she still wants to taste the bitterness of freedom.
Li Yunqian draped her coat over his arm, felt something in his pocket, took it out and saw that it was a leaf.
"Why did you put this in your pocket?"
Shen Zhiyi held the teacup and looked up. "Oh, it's the ginkgo leaves that the props team scattered when we were filming just now. I thought they were quite pretty, so I kept one."
She leaned forward, feeling a little childish.
You are so old, but you are still picking up leaves.
"Please help me throw it away." She waved her hand.
"Yeah." Li Yunqian put on his coat, stood up, and looked down at her. "Xiaoguai, how do you want to celebrate your birthday this year?"
Shen Zhiyi slowly put the cup on his lap and tilted his head, saying, "Just... have a simple meal, it's nothing special."
㦳 Qian Jiajie also wanted her to hold a fan meeting.
But she has too many haters, and the last time she did it, it ended up causing some unpleasantness.
She didn't want to find trouble for herself on her birthday.
On her rare day off, she just wanted to stay at home, do nothing, and spend the day comfortably.
Li Yunqian nodded, not knowing what he was thinking about.
"Well, then the two of us will stay at home together."
Shen Zhiyi scoffed softly, "Who said I want to live with you?"
Li Yunqian tightened his fingertips, his gaze dropped, fixed on her soft, crimson lips, and said in a dangerous tone: "If you don't live with me, who else do you want to be with, Xiaoguai?"
He looked at the man who was watching him closely not far away.
"Lü Mingyou?"
Shen Zhiyi kicked his calf, "Is this the end yet?"
She tilted her head to look at him, "Li Yunqian, you are not jealous, are you?"
Li Yunqian pursed his lips and looked at her with a dark and unclear gaze, "Do I have the qualifications?"
Shen Zhiyi was silent for a moment.
She snorted, "I'm not your property now, don't be so possessive."
"What you should do now is fulfill your duty as an assistant and help me massage my legs."
She stretched her legs out in front of him. "Come on, sullen."
Li Yunqian didn't say anything. He put down his coat, squatted down, helped her take off her high heels, held her ankles and rubbed them slowly.
The crew members passed by the lounge and saw this scene outside the door. They were surprised and sighed.
It's really like when a wall falls, everyone pushes it.
President Li, who was once so high and mighty, had just been scolded by Song Ruize behind closed doors, but now he was being tortured by Shen Zhiyi.
If he turns over one day, I don’t know how he will deal with Shen Zhiyi.
Just as he was thinking this, he saw Shen Zhiyi seemed very angry and stepped on his shoulder with a red face.
Still feeling unsatisfied, he bent down and patted his face.
"I told you to rub your feet, rub your feet! What are you doing?!"
Everyone was shocked.
This Li Yunqian is too miserable.
Being kicked and slapped, your self-esteem must be shattered, right?
They couldn't bear to watch any longer and hurried away.
There was also a kind-hearted person who helped them close the door.
Shen Zhiyi fell on the chair, her face flushed, but her calf was still grasped by Li Yunqian, and she was forced to feel the heat of his palm.
Li Yunqian pinched her tender leg flesh with his fingertips, lowered his head when no one was around, and sucked a glaring red mark on her calf.
On the snowy ground was the mark he had left.
Can you please not be so possessive?
Li Yunqian lowered his head, his drooping hair covering his eyebrows, but his eyes were fixed on the kiss mark.
There was a paranoid look in his eyes.
He wished he could rub her into the cracks between his bones and let his scent be everywhere on her.
Li Yunqian moved his palm down, grasped the arch of her foot, and slowly pushed the skin along the side edge with his rough thumb, easily triggering a tingling electric current.
The dark corners of his eyes were fixed on her without blinking, and he said softly:
"You can only celebrate your birthday with me."
He suddenly exerted force, and Shen Zhiyi almost bounced off the chair. His instep straightened, and he fell back onto the chair, staring at the ceiling with a dazed look in his eyes.
"Did you hear that?" Li Yunqian asked again.
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