My Feelings Can Wait

Since they said about the double life that day, Ji Yuyan and Jing Xun have not deliberately exchanged all the regrets about missing the past few years, but they will mention it like gossip and will no longer cover up when they encounter something. The two people get along with each other with unprecedented comfort and tacit understanding and closeness.

The day before the launching ceremony of "Sunflowers in the Night" and the press conference, almost all the main creative staff joined the team, and the crew conducted a long reading of the script. In the evening, after the reading of the script, Gu Lingfeng and the screenwriter had some questions that Jing Xuan had just raised during the reading, and they needed to continue discussing with Jing Xiu. Jing Xiu took Yao Xiao and stayed alone.

Ji Youyan followed the deputy director to confirm the service and went back to the accommodation. She took a bath, washed away the stickiness and heat, and her heart calmed down slowly. She and Jing Xiu are almost inseparable these days, so there are some things that she hasn't had time to do until now.

She went to the study, took out the paper and pencil from the drawer, and while sharpening the pencil with a knife, she replayed Dao Kong's face in her mind. Then, she pressed her lips and concentrated on the paper. Look like.

She must find Dao Kong, otherwise she will never be able to truly rest assured.

Not long after, Dao Kong's benevolent eyebrows gradually appeared on the paper, and Ji Youyan was about to make adjustments when the mobile phone placed aside suddenly rang.

It's Wei Yizhen.

Wei Yizhen discussed with her about the studio's related matters, and hoped that Ji Youyan could find some time to come back and interview new people who were about to sign with her. Ji Youyan turned over the shooting schedule given by the producer and agreed with her on the time. Before hanging up the phone, she remembered something. Please ask Wei Yizhen to help her pick out Wang Junchan's Weibo account, Tieba account and all social media accounts based on some fragmentary clues she found when she was with Wang Junchan.

Wei Yizhen's eyelids jumped and asked Ji Youyan: "Why did you mention her suddenly?"

Ji Yuyan turned the paper to a blank page, wrote a few dates on the paper, and replied emotionally: "She owes me something, it's time to pay me back."

"What do you want to do?" Wei Yi was really worried.

Ji Yue said to avoid the importance and said lightly: "Sister Wei, you will know it then." She calmed Wei Yizhen: "Don't worry, Sister Wei, I'm careful."

Proper? Is she sure? ! Dare to love that she has forgotten that she has made a mess of Jingxun's affairs. Wei Yizhen laughed at her lack of self-knowledge, but after all, well, most of the time, Ji You's words are still very reliable. Wei Yizhen believed her temporarily and agreed.

Ji Youyan hung up the phone, looking at the dates on the paper with faint eyes.

In those few days, it was a male singer in the circle who was caught in a vague position on some sensitive issues because of his family's inappropriate speech, which caused widespread public discussion. It just so happens that the time is sensitive|sensitive, and the government has fueled the flames. Starting with the male singer’s problem, the public was quickly brought to the rhythm and picked up stars who may also have problems with their positions on related issues.

As for Wang Junchan, Ji Youyan and her had been with her for a long time, and she had already figured out that she was a person who looked down upon her very much. When there used to be Wang Junchan's life account, she could occasionally see Wang Junchan secretly poking in the circle of friends. This is the high|pressure line. At that time, they only need to throw an introduction, and there will naturally be crowds behind to help light the fire. There is nothing to do. With the help of hard work, Wang Junchan is not clean, and his career as a media person is over.

Ji Youyan actually doesn't like this kind of atmosphere, but for people like Wang Junchan, she doesn't want to be soft-hearted, let alone dirty Axuan's hands to solve it. If one of them must do something despicable, then she will do it.

Wang Junchan calculated that she could; it implicated Jing Xiu, not.

Ji Yuyan looked at the paper, his eyes getting cold. She tore off the paper very slowly, as if she was tearing Wang Junchan's disgusting face. She sneered, crumpled it hard, and threw it into the trash can in disgust.

There was a faint sound of opening the door outside, it should be Jing Xiu back. The coldness between Ji Yuyan's eyebrows and his eyebrows disappeared in an instant, his eyes filled with tenderness, he pressed the painting down casually, and got up and went out to meet Jing Xuan.

After Jing Xiu came back, he discussed with Ji Yooyan about the changes to the script for a while. Seeing that it was late and planning to take a bath, Ji Yooyan took her to give her a routine massage.

I don’t know if it’s near the Dragon Boat Festival. The rain has been continuous these days, causing Jing Xiu’s broken ribs to always feel painful. Ji Yuyan feels distressed and insists on helping Jingxuan massage. Whether it's useful or not, it's better than nothing. Jingxuan couldn't help her, so he told Ji Yuyan not to use the hand that hadn't fully cultivated, and only one hand was allowed to massage.

While pushing and holding it, Ji Yuyan's phone rang again. This time the caller ID is Zhong Qingyu.

Ji Yuyan stopped and answered the phone with his clean hand.

Zhong Qingyu knew that she had joined the group and couldn't return home for Dragon Boat Festival, so he asked Ji Youyan if he wanted to eat rice dumplings, so that he could send her a little bit of rice dumplings from his home.

Having been away from home these years, Ji Youyan is almost no one on the New Year's Day. If it weren’t for spending time with Jing Xuan this year, she would almost forget that the Dragon Boat Festival was approaching. She had been greedy for the rice dumplings in her hometown a few years earlier, but she had already let go of it in recent years. But after all he still didn't want to brush off Zhong Qingyu's kindness, Ji Youyan agreed.

Before hanging up the phone, Zhong Qingyu talked to him from side to side, and suddenly suffocated: "Does she like to eat salty or sweet?"

"Huh?" Ji Youyan didn't react for a while.

Zhong Qingyu was heartbroken, raised the volume a little bit and asked angrily: "What kind of flavor does she like?"

Ji Yuyan understood this next time, she subconsciously looked at Jing Xun, who was lying on her stomach, turning her head to look at her quietly. Ji Yooyan bent his eyebrows and turned on the speaker, "Mom, wait a minute, I'll ask her."

Jingxuan is inexplicable.

Ji Youyan smiled and said, "Axuan, my mother asked you if you like sweet or salty rice dumplings? She will give you something to eat."

Jing Xiu's long eyelashes trembled, slowly showing a shy smile, and whispered, "I like everything auntie has."

Ji Youyan unbridledly chirped on Jing Xun's red lips, and said cheerfully to Zhong Qingyu: "Mom, you heard it."

Zhong Qingyu found that Ji Yuyan was on the speaker, and was inexplicably embarrassed. He whispered, "Then I will pack some salty and sweet things. Okay, so be it", and hung up the phone quickly.

Jing Xiu thought Zhong Qingyu's reaction was a little funny, Ji Yuyan leaned close to Jing Xiu's smiling eyes, and joked to her: "Now you can't run away, my mother is looking for you as a daughter-in-law."

Jing Xiu was happy when he saw Ji Yuyan, and she was also happy, but she raised her eyebrows on her face, pretending to be disgusted and said: "A few zongzi want to tie me?"

Ji Yuyan said in dissatisfaction, "Oh?", then asked: "Is it a zongzi that tie you?" Her slender fingertips slid gently on Jing Xuanruyu's back, saying meaningfully: "Is it tied to you? Isn't I the ingenious and skilled me?" She bit the word "skills" in "skills" very ambiguously.

Jing Xiu couldn't hear the overtones in her idiom, and was amused by her shamelessness. But the place can't be lost. She looked indifferent, and backhanded Ji Yuyan's hand that was causing the mischief, stood up and said to her, "Do you still press it? If you don't press it, I'm going to take a bath."

Ji Yuyan remembered what was going on, and quickly pressed her shoulder lightly and said: "Don't move, it's not over yet."

Jing Xiu gave a chuckle and got down again. Her long hair like a waterfall is scattered on the pillow, and her naked back is like jade and porcelain, beautiful as a picture scroll. Ji Yooyan's skill is very careful and gentle to help her press, and the strength is not too much but just right-if the strength is not enough, it will not work, and the strength is too strong for her to hurt.

"Axun." Ji Yuyan murmured while rubbing his hands: "Actually, if you don't like my mother, there is no need to contact her for me."

Jing Xiu asked strangely: "Why do you say that?"

"She used to...be so rude to you." Ji Youyan sighed.

Jing Xiu smiled faintly, "It's not all the past, everything has started again, right?" She turned her head to look at Ji Youyan, and asked, "My mother did too much too, you hate it. Is she?"

Ji Yuyan naturally shook his head. Putting himself on the ground and comparing his heart to heart, Jing Shurong just stood in the mother's position and did what he thought was good for her daughter.

Jing Xiu curled her lips and said in a cool tone: "In your opinion, am I a stingy person than you?"

Ji Yuyan understood what she meant, and smiled and admitted: "Yes, yes, it's because I treat a gentleman like a villain."

Jing Xiu snorted and ignored her.

Ji Yooyan remembered something, and hesitated: "Axun, before...My father, didn't come to see me in the end? He..." Ji Yooyan's eyes darkened, and he didn't dare to say his guess.

Jing Xiu thought that Ji Yuyan misunderstood Ji Changsong's reluctance to see her in the end, and denied it with a straight look: "Yanyan, your father didn't intentionally not come to see you."

Ji Yooyan's heart sank. It was because her mother could not contact her, or she didn't contact her at all, so that she didn't even send her father the last time.

Seeing that her face was not good, Jing Xiu pulled Bo and stood in front of her, turned over and sat up, "Sister Wei said at the time that your father was paralyzed because of an illness, and could not speak and take care of himself, so there was no way to come. I was at the time. It's also very messy. I didn't have the heart to investigate the cause of the disease, but I kept remembering this incident after I came back, so that people pay more attention to your father's body.

Jing Xiu speaks calmly, but Ji Youyan is sour and unbearable, with mixed feelings. Not only did she fail to fulfill her responsibility as a child, she also blamed Ji Changsong for a long time after her rebirth; moreover, she had previously blamed Jingxun for Axuan's investigation of her affairs...

Saying thank you, saying sorry, is too light and too light.

Jing Xiu saw through Ji Youyan's emotions, reached out his hand to touch Ji Youyan's forehead as a sign of comfort, and quietly changed the subject: "Eating zongzi, is it the Dragon Boat Festival coming soon?"

Ji Yooyan felt Jingxuan's speechless enlightenment, and rubbed Jingxuan's palm with his forehead, "Yeah" and answered her words in obedience: "Yeah. Are you spending the Dragon Boat Festival?" By the way, they used to be there. We have been together for nearly six years, and we have never had a Dragon Boat Festival together.

"Occasionally." It's nothing in France. After returning to China, occasionally grandpa or Tao Xingruo would invite her home for the holidays.

Ji Yuyan asked her: "Then do you know any customs of the Dragon Boat Festival?"

Jing Xiu shook his head and looked at her with interest.

Ji Yooyan blinked at her, turned around and stretched out to open the bedside drawer, took out two things from it, grabbed Jing Xuan's hand and put it into her palm.

Jing Xiu looked down. It was a delicate sachet and a cute panda head woven with black and white thread...? ?

"Egg bag." Ji Youyan answered her doubts. "Salted duck eggs for the Dragon Boat Festival."

Jing Xiu looked at the sachet and egg bag, something strange and stunning. Ji Yuyan explained to Jing Xiu: "In ancient times, the Dragon Boat Festival was a very grand celebration, so many customs have been passed down, including the well-known eating rice dumplings and dragon boat racing. It is also one of the customs to wear sachets to children during the Dragon Boat Festival. It can ward off evil spirits."

Jing Xiu rubbed the sachet with sweetness in his heart, and teased Ji Yu with her lips and said, "Then I am not a kid."

Ji Youyan's eyebrows were tender, and he clicked on the tip of Jing Xiu's nose, as if murmured: "You are, it's my little girl, the little girl I will always take good care of."

That gentle touch, like a point on the tip of Jing Xuan's heart, made Jing Xun's heart throb.

"Besides, the sachet has other meanings." Ji Youyan looked at Jing Xiu with fiery eyes, and said, "Among unmarried young people, sachets are also used to express love."

The ripples on Jingxun's Heart Lake spread round and round, the corners of her lips deepened, and she rubbed the brows of the panda egg bag in her hand a little red, and asked Ji Yu, "What about this one? Why do you want to install salted duck eggs?"

"There is a mythical story here. It is said that a bag of eggs is used to carry duck eggs on the Dragon Boat Festival, and you can bring it to your body." Ji Youyan said seriously: "So on the Dragon Boat Festival, you must remember to bring it."

Jing Xiu's eyes were shining, and her thoughtfulness was very useful, but she still teased her: "You are so superstitious."

Ji Youyan was slightly stunned, smiled and did not speak—maybe it was superstition. There is a desire in the heart, and there is no room for failure, so I believe in all the laws.

Jing Xiu thought of something from her look, and consciously failed to say anything, his heart softened and softened. She cherished the egg bag and sachet under the pillow, grabbed her hand and placed it on her lips and asked, "Did you make it yourself?"

Ji Youyan's eyes fell on her lips, and he answered her with some distracted expression: "Yeah."

Jing Xiu lowered his head, licked and kissed her fingertips gently with his lips, and kissed her finger by finger. "Well, it's dexterity." She raised her eyes and looked at Ji Youyan tenderly, and said with sincere emotion: "Yanyan, what else can you not?"

Every time when Jing Xun looked at it with such eyes, Ji Youyan's heart was hot and swelling - it was Jing Xuan who everyone looked up to, putting himself in his eyes and heart so seriously. The fingertips were warm, itchy and itchy, and the lower abdomen was also hot, Ji Yu couldn't help but rubbed Jingxuan's lips with his fingertips, and said slowly: "I won't... make you cry."

She was close to Jing Xiu, almost touching Jing Xiu's lips, bewitching her and said: "It will only make you happy." As she spoke, she pulled down Jing Xiu's thin quilt.

Jing Xiu smiled slightly, closed his eyes, and asked Ji Yu to do whatever he wanted.

The beautiful spring in the room|light, the frenzy, the ultimate joy|After pleasure, Jing Xiu covered his eyes and gasped, and heard Ji Yoo's breath exhale in her ear: "Sorry, I lied to you."

She removed Jing Xiu's tenderness and kissed Jing Xiu's eye lovingly.

"Make you cry." She smiled slyly, looking very happy.

Jing Xiu had a heart attack, and wanted to kick Ji Youyan down.

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At the end of the Dragon Boat Festival holiday, I sent your sweet cookies to the little cuties~

It's hot, Ji Ji put on Pinru's summer clothes.

Sister Ji's eyes are wide: I want you to be widowed!