Prosperous Marriage: The Hidden Rules of the Entertainment Industry

The elevator leads directly to the underground garage. She has already called the driver. It will only take less than a minute to go down here, so there should be no problem. Ji Hang has already opened the elevator door and is looking back at her, so Gu Wanwan smiles hastily.

Declined Xia Tian's kindness.

Cheng Jihang stood in the middle of the elevator door, watching her coming with no intention of getting out of the way, so Huanwan could only whisper "Sorry" and squeezed in from beside him.

The elevator door slowly closed, and Gu Wawanwan habitually looked up at the bright red number on the display screen, "36".

However, at this moment, Ji Hang suddenly raised his hands, spread out his fingers, and made a virtual intersecting gesture in the air. When his arms formed an "x", his fingers naturally bent and held in a ring, while whispering, "

Sesame is closed.”

The elevator door closed quietly at the moment he finished speaking.

Gu Wanwan was stunned.

That was a little joke she made to herself every time she was waiting for the elevator.

But she never made that gesture, nor recited that "spell" in the presence of anyone.

Ji Hang looked sideways at her, and his usually calm and indifferent face suddenly became vivid - he smiled happily, his eyes bent down, the corners of his mouth turned up, his smile was bright and clear, and he had a youthful air all over him.

She took a breath and took half a step back.

Cheng Jihang put his right hand in his pocket and took a step forward with a smile on his face.

She continued to back away.

But the elevator space was too small, so she finally had no way to retreat. Her back was pressed against the steel elevator wall, and she could clearly feel the coldness there.

She put her hands behind her back, her cheeks were hot, and she suddenly felt more embarrassed than ever before.

Cheng Jihang did not follow up. He stood about twenty centimeters away from her, looking sideways at her embarrassment, and suddenly laughed out loud.

She felt increasingly embarrassed and turned her head to avoid his eyes.

"Fool." Ji Hang gently pressed his left hand against the elevator wall, leaned down and kissed her.

The kiss was very light and gentle.

His eyelids drooped slightly, his lips pressed gently against hers, and he kissed her slowly from the corner of her lips to the peak of her lips.

Gu Wanwan opened her eyes wide and passively accepted the kiss. Ji Hang's forehead was hot, but her lips were cold. There was a faint cold breath of ocean dew in her breath. She was panicked and didn't know whether she should push him away.

Fortunately, the kiss was much shorter than she expected.

Cheng Jihang almost only tasted it.

He pressed his forehead against hers, remained silent for a moment, and breathed out softly.

The driver was waiting for them in the underground parking lot in a cobalt blue Versailles 65. Gu Wawanwan waved her hand, indicating that the driver did not have to go around to open the other rear door for her.

She opened the passenger door and got in.

The car was driving very fast, and the street scenes along the way were quickly retreating, but there was no sound of the engine starting and stopping at all.

Gu Wanwan didn't notice this. She stared blankly at the acacia tree passing over the roof of the car, thinking that she could no longer do this job.

Occasionally, she would quickly glance at the rearview mirror to see how Cheng Jihang was doing. But there was a layer of dark bulletproof glass between the mirrors, which not only blocked the sound, but also made it impossible to see the situation in the passenger seat.

In the car mirror that flashed by, there was only her own confused face.

Thinking wildly along the way, constantly overthrowing and rebuilding, Gu Wanwan was in a state of confusion. It wasn't until the car door was opened and the breeze blew through her hair that she realized that the car had stopped in front of a building with a strong sense of design.