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"Bang-"

The door was slammed shut.

Yu Jing leaned back in a conditioned reflex, rubbed her fingers against the nose that was almost hit, stared at the slightly swaying door panel, and was shocked for a long time before she realized what happened.

This is actually a changing room.

The candle was soaked by the rain, and she took off her clothes inside, her clothes were half naked, and her skin was as white as snow…

I saw it myself! !

Fuck! What kind of weird plot is this? ? ? ! !

Yu Jing patted her chest to calm herself down, and slowly cleared her thoughts: Ming Zhu may have mistaken her for Zhou Qi, so she asked her to come in to help. And she didn't know anything. When she heard the call, she gloated at the misfortune and thought that Ming Zhu was soft on her, and opened the door in confusion.

“…”

This is like a soldier rushing into the enemy camp, but accidentally seeing the enemy general taking a bath.

So, run?

"Gulu—" Yu Jing swallowed again.

But she hasn't done her business yet.

Swaying, she heard a rustling sound inside - like the friction of the fabric of the clothes, light and light, stirring the eardrum.

Through the thin door panel, you can see the people inside are undressing.

Thinking of the scene she just accidentally bumped into, Yu Jing's face became hot.

It seems inappropriate to be so close? She moved her heels back.

The door in front of me swung open.

Seeing that Ming Zhu had changed into clean clothes, Yu Jing's beautiful peach blossom eyes stared, her first reaction was: No one helped, how did she unbutton her hair and underwear?

The second reaction is to step back.

Five steps back in a row, opening a relatively safe distance, Yu Jing stood still and looked at it calmly, in fact, her heart was already up and down.

She felt that she and Ming Zhu must be at odds with each other. In these short two days, she did not know how many times the society died in front of her.

Mingzhu stood tall and straight in the open door, her wet long hair was neatly groomed, and it was rained, and her facial features were a little less sharp, so beautiful that it made people jealous.

But her face is very ugly.

If eyes can kill, Yu Jing should begin to bleed.

Whoever speaks first is embarrassed, but when her invisible eye knife flew over, Yu Jing couldn't hold back, her heart trembled, and she blurted out, "I didn't see anything!"

“…”

And then I found that Ming Zhu's eyes became more bad, and she wanted to kill her.

Yu Jing touched her hot ears helplessly, and stared at the ground to see if there were any cracks to hide herself in.

Unfortunately none.

The eyes from above were cold and hot, like knives.

Feeling the slowness of her gaze, Yu Jing's toes hidden in her shoes were fastened to the floor, and when she was pondering how to open her mouth to speak the right thing, she heard her voice sullenly say: "Where's Zhou Qi?"

Yu Jing lifted her eyelids and found that Mingzhu had returned to her usual unshakable indifference, and was stunned.

Why didn't you care about what happened just now?

Yu Jing was surprised, but after thinking about it, even if Ming Zhu really wanted to settle accounts with herself, it didn't seem reasonable.

It was Mingzhu who called her in...

She wouldn't be stupid enough to take the initiative to mention it, but it's unrealistic to pretend that nothing happened.

Can only suppress the trace of strangeness in her heart, Yu Jing pretended to look back calmly.

She was still a little confused, she forgot that the two of them had always been hostile, pointed to the door of the dressing room, and answered the other party's question politely: "Your agent, it seems that you went out to answer the phone. ."

Ming Zhu followed her hand to look at the closed door, slowly turned back, and landed on her face, her thin lips pursed into a straight line.

"..." How could she feel that she was stripped off one by one with her eyes? ? ?

Frightened by what she was thinking about, Yu Jing was at a loss for what to do. Her enthusiasm climbed to her ears again, and she wanted to touch it, but she didn't dare to move because of someone's coveting eyes.

Forget it, let’s cut through the mess.

Yu Jing closed her eyes, stabilized her mind, looked up and opened her mouth.

"What are you doing here?" Ming Zhu's cold voice grabbed ahead of her.

This is the artist's public dressing room, anyone can come in, Yu Jing thinks her words are very rude.

But thinking about the situation just now...

If Ming Zhu saw her half-naked, she might have called her indecent on the spot.

After thinking in a different position, Yu Jing didn't care about her attitude. She pinched the shirt hidden behind her with her fingers, brought it to the front, and handed it to her, halfway through it. He lowered his eyes and said in a muffled voice, "Xiao Ye said that you took me to the car last night, thank you. The clothes have been washed, and I will return them to you."

Yu Jing is actually very reluctant to recall what happened last night, but she is a person with clear grievances, no matter what kind of psychology Mingzhu is helping her, she should come over and say thank you in person .

Although her attitude is very sincere, although she has long expected that Mingzhu will not appreciate it.

The makeup on Ming Zhu's face has been completely washed away by the rain, and her long eyelashes are covered, casting a shadow under her eyes, making it impossible to guess what she is thinking.

Seeing the shirt, Mingzhu's eyes moved slightly, but she didn't take it. She just looked at her and said softly, "I don't want it anymore."

Yu Jing shook her wrist and hurriedly said, "I definitely didn't wear it!"

Ming Zhu's eyes narrowed slightly and said, "I saw you put it on your head this morning."

“…”

Although she did not show any anger, and even the tone of her speech did not fluctuate at all, but Yu Jing still felt the meaning of disgust between the lines.

But it makes sense.

Ming Zhu hates her so much, why would she want the clothes she touched?

If I hadn't ripped off other people's clothes last night, there wouldn't have been so much...

Yu Jing felt very regretful in her heart, and now she realizes that returning the clothes is a little ill-conceived.

She knew that she was wrong, without explanation or excuse, she took back the things embarrassingly, thought about it, and said: "Then I will give you a new one, or tell me about this dress How much, I'll transfer it to you."

"No need." Ming Zhu's expression was cold, not like she was generous, but more like he was too lazy to communicate with her.

Yu Jing's throat got stuck and she had nothing to say.

Go back to the Internet to check the brand of this shirt, and then think of a way to discount it and return it to her.

"Wait."

Yu Jing thought she had heard it wrong, so she stopped, turned around, met Mingzhu's dark eyes, and was stunned: "Is there anything else?"

Ming Zhu still stood motionless, her back was straight, her pale eyes flashed some erratic light, she looked at her for five seconds before slowly saying : "Last night, what did you mean?"

Why did she suddenly hug her, smell her, and strip her clothes... These all made Ming Zhu very puzzled.

Ming Zhu was not curious about her at all, but her actions made her uncomfortable for a whole night, so she must ask clearly.

Yu Jing's heart suddenly filled with vigilance, and she stuttered in seconds: "I, I, I, I was drunk, I don't remember anything."

Mingzhu also suspected that she might be drunk last night, but now she doesn't believe this statement at all: "Miss Yu, if I remember correctly, we drank the sponsor last night. The cocktails sent are only three degrees."

Only three degrees? Yu Jing didn't pay attention to these details. After being exposed by her, she was in a mess, and she said, "Can't I just have a cup?"

Go to the bathroom alone?"

“…”

"Also." Mingzhu took a few steps towards her while speaking, as if to see the micro-expression on her face, and continued to expose her lies, "Zhou Qi told me later that she When I saw you walking out of the Yujin Hall with your own eyes, there was nothing unusual about you at the time, how come you were so drunk that you couldn’t stand on your feet after ten minutes, even I couldn’t recognize it, and you still made irresponsible remarks?”

Yu Jing was in a hurry and just casually said that she was drunk. I didn't expect that she could remember so many details!

The excuse of being drunk didn't work, Yu Jing took a deep breath and had to confess: "Well, I'm not drunk."

Mingzhu frowned.

Before her attack, Yu Jing hurriedly added: "I suffered from acute gastroenteritis, and the pain was excruciatingly painful, so I didn't recognize it was you."

"Is it really sick and can't recognize it, or did it deliberately do it under the guise of being sick?"

In Yu Jing's impression, this seems to be the most talk Mingzhu has ever said since the two met. She hadn't adapted to the rhythm for a while, and she was stunned when she heard this: "What did I do on purpose?"

Ming Zhu's expression became intriguing, her cold and indifferent gaze swirled on her face as if exploring, and her voice gradually deepened: "Deliberately rubbing against me, deliberately saying those ambiguous words, taking the opportunity to tease me, The purpose is to disgust me."

"Huh?" Yu Jing made a single sound in confusion.

When she was stopped by Ming Zhu and questioned, she was worried that she was too out of control and divided last night. She didn't expect Ming Zhu to think she was teasing her?

…Thanks to her!

The string in Yu Jing's heart suddenly loosened, and she was glad that she managed to escape the disaster, and the corners of her mouth could not be controlled.

But when this tiny expression falls in Mingzhu's eyes, the effect is completely different, like the triumph of a prank.

This reaction also indirectly confirms that those guesses are right.

Ming Zhu's face became ugly, staring at the smile she couldn't hide at the corner of her mouth, and said coldly, "Don't you think it's too much?"

It's not what you think it is!

Yu Jing was amused and anxious in her heart. She wanted to explain, but her mouth choked again.

Ming Zhu has always looked at her displeased, and slapped her face a lot. Will such an arrogant person listen to her explanation?

No.

Maybe she will throw a few cold eyes at her.

Thinking of this, Yu Jing felt resentful.

She lost to Ming Zhu in the previous contests. It was rare to see her being so angry that she couldn't pretend. Yu Jing felt that the opportunity had come.

Since she believes she is deliberately molesting her...

Yu Jing thought about it and leaned forward.

The sudden closeness made Ming Zhu feel a little uncomfortable. She frowned and wanted to step back.

Yu Jing had a hunch, and quickly reached out and hooked her neck.

Ming Zhu did not expect her to be like this, and her face changed and changed.

While she was stunned, Yu Jing took her to her arms, teased her chin frivolously, bit her lower lip, pinched her throat, and said shyly, "I didn't do that on purpose, it was because... I've seen you long ago."

Mingzhu's pupils dilated suddenly.

"That's not molesting." Yu Jing pressed her fingers lightly on her slightly parted lips, successfully stopping her from making a sound, and continued to say in a greasy voice that didn't pay for her life: "Sister, I can't help it~"

Since she feels disgusting, then disgust her to death!

Yu Jing couldn't help laughing.

But before she could see the disgusted reaction on Ming Zhu's face, the door of the dressing room was pushed open from the outside.

Boom.

Yu Jing glanced over.

Xiaoya was still holding the doorknob with one hand, she was dumbfounded looking at them with ambiguous postures, her voice hesitated: "Yes, sorry, am I disturbing the good things of the two of you?"