Ye Wanqing touched the cold glass window with her hand.
The coldness spread from her fingertips to her heart. She didn't feel cold, but found it interesting.
Warmth is probably the most rare thing in the world. Since she can't get it, she doesn't want to get it in the future.
No matter how cold it is, after death, people will lose their body temperature and become cold.
She is not afraid of the cold now, nor is she afraid of death.
There seemed to be nothing in this world that could scare her.
"What are you doing?"
A low, slightly angry voice suddenly sounded, pulling her thoughts back from the cold sky dozens of meters high. She turned around and saw Gu Jinyuan standing by the door of the lounge with the light on.
"you are back?"
Ye Wanqing asked, hearing her cheerful tone, she thought that she should also be smiling happily.
Like a wife who has been waiting at home for a long time, looking forward to the return of her beloved husband.
But now, she has no heart and no love.
After taking the medicine, her throat no longer hurt, and her voice returned to its usual softness.
Gu Jinyuan breathed a sigh of relief and walked inside while pulling on his tie.
When he first came in, the room was dark, and he could only see Ye Wanqing lying by the window, her figure blurry, and there was an indescribable strange feeling, which made his heart suddenly hit hard, as if he didn't speak to stop him. She, she would crawl out of that window first.
He didn't forget that this was over fifty floors.
"Is today's meeting over?"
Ye Wanqing asked, returning to the sofa and sitting down, and saw that the screen of her mobile phone showed that it was already past eight o'clock in the evening.
Gu Jinyuan walked to her side and sat down, then raised his hand to unbutton two shirt buttons.
He seems to hate wearing suits. Once no one is watching, he will arbitrarily pull off his tie and unbutton his clothes, eager to release the beast in his heart immediately.
After doing this, Gu Jinyuan relaxed his body and leaned on the back of the sofa, then turned his head to look at her and raised his eyebrows: "Is the takeout on the way or has it been finished?"
"I'm not hungry yet."
Ye Wanqing answered truthfully, because she wasn't hungry, so she didn't think of ordering takeout.
Gu Jinyuan said nothing more, shook his head and moved his shoulders and neck. When he saw Ye Wanqing sitting blankly beside him, he asked: "Come here!"
Ye Wanqing moved an inch closer to him.
Gu Jinyuan asked patiently: "Get closer!"
Ye Wanqing moved again, like a snail. Gu Jinyuan couldn't wait any longer, grabbing her shoulders with one hand and pulling her into his arms.
His strength was so great that Ye Wanqing had no room to resist. She slammed into his chest, and then his lazy command came from above her head: "Press it for me."
After a day of meetings, he was exhausted.
"oh."
Ye Wanqing slowly came out of his arms and stretched out her hands to massage his shoulders.
His shoulders were very broad, probably from regular exercise, and the muscles were very hard, and Ye Wanqing couldn't move them very much.
Moreover, his skin was so hot that as soon as her fingertips touched it, Ye Wanqing was so frightened that she wanted to withdraw, but she heard Gu Jinyuan ask: "Why are your hands so cold?"
His tone was very fierce, not like he was expressing concern at all, but like he was asking Ye Wanqing why his hands were so cold.
"I don't know either."
Ye Wanqing whispered, pressing on his shoulders again.
Subconsciously, there is a slight desire for revenge.
He disliked her cold hands, so she insisted on touching him.
However, if she were to know about Gu Jinyuan's psychological activities, she would definitely be disappointed.
Gu Jinyuan didn't feel cold at all, but felt that her fingertips were cool, and every touch felt indescribably comfortable.
"Be stronger." Gu Jinyuan asked after a while.
He didn't mention cosmetics at all, instead he looked like a customer at a massage parlor to relax after a hard day's work.
He regarded himself as a guest, and what did he regard Ye Wanqing as?
Ye Wanqing was a little angry, so she pressed harder for a while, her breathing became a little breathless, and her brain became unclear.
She looked at Gu Jinyuan's neck, her hands closed unconsciously, and a crazy thought in her mind screamed: strangle him to death, he is the one who ruined you!
His fingertips exerted force inch by inch, but his wrist was suddenly held by a strong force.
The force was so strong that it made her hand bones hurt, and she woke up instantly.
"It hurts!"
She said in a low voice, frowning slightly, her expression a little aggrieved. Gu Jinyuan's face was covered with frost and snow, and he looked at her coldly: "Are you awake? Didn't you just want to strangle me to death?"
I don't!
Ye Wanqing wanted to retort, but she saw the nail marks on Gu Jinyuan's neck.
That was what she had just pinched out hard.
She was frightened for a while, and cold sweat broke out on her back. She opened her mouth, but no sound came out of her throat.
What to say?
Saying that she is actually sick, did she just become ill?
Will he send her to a mental hospital first and lock her with those lunatics?
She's not crazy, she's just... just temporarily ill. As long as it takes a while, she will get better.
Ye Wanqing comforted herself, and when she saw Gu Jinyuan staring at her, she lowered her eyes and apologized softly: "I'm sorry, I've been a little too involved in the past few days."
Ruan Xi specifically talked about the poster yesterday. She was fine in the hospital that night. Gu Jinyuan searched and watched "Dawn of Dawn 1" and also roughly understood the script of "Dawn of Dawn 2" and knew what kind of character Ye Wanqing played. , this explanation makes sense.
He let go of Ye Wanqing, his expression no longer relaxed, and warned in a deep voice: "Don't let this happen again next time!"
His expression was cold, and he was speaking not only to Ye Wanqing, but also to himself.
Exposing a vulnerable part like his throat to another person without any defense would never happen to him again!
Ye Wanqing's hands were shaking a little, and she realized later that she had just wanted to kill someone.
She didn't answer Gu Jinyuan's words. She clenched her hands into fists and used the sting caused by her nails digging into her palms to keep herself awake.
Not wanting to be tortured by the cosmetics issue anymore, Ye Wanqing took the initiative and asked, "How is Miss Qiao? Has the matter been investigated clearly? Do you want to send me to the police station?"
"When did I say I would take you to the police station?"
Gu Jinyuan raised his eyes and asked back, his tone became fierce again, as if she had said something inappropriate.
Ye Wanqing bit her lip and asked in a low voice after a moment: "If everything is okay, can I go home?"
She had been doing nothing here all day, as if he had imprisoned her. She might as well read the script at home to distract herself.
What struck Gu Jinyuan's ears was that she didn't want to be in the same space as him at all and couldn't wait to leave.
Gu Jinyuan frowned, dissatisfaction surged in his heart, and said coldly: "No, come with me to the hospital!"
"Why should I go too?"
Ye Wanqing was puzzled. He went to see his favorite, so why did she follow him so eagerly?
