The Her That Is So Charming

"Why?" Xing Qing asked her, "Is he too stubborn?"

Xing Qing has never seen Ruan Yan’s boyfriend, but she knows that many female celebrities in the circle find it difficult to find a boyfriend, and their appearance is inversely proportional to their wealth...

Ruan Yan shook her head, a pair of dark eyes suddenly reflected in her mind. She said, "No."

"Then why are you separated from him? Rich, generous and generous. Others send girlfriends one by one. He sends them to the house directly, and I heard from Fang Bai the last time you were smashed on the set. , Did he almost beat someone for you? Later, I was afraid that you were tired and asked a doctor to come and help you... I thought it was pretty good."

Ruan Yan lowered her eyelids, constricted her emotions, and said, "Then you try to fall in love with him."

Xing Qing: "?"

Not necessarily.

The car stopped steadily at Linjiang Villa. From the outside, you can only see its exquisite appearance through the moonlight, but the windows in the house are not illuminated by any light.

Ruan Yan frowned and opened the door, only to find that there was no one in the room.

At this point, Shen Jin, who was supposed to get off work, was not there, not even Zhang Xiaolan.

There was a slight rustling noise in the bedroom upstairs.

It shouldn't be a gangster. The annual property fee in this villa area is extremely high, and the security work is the best in Linjiang City.

So she tentatively shouted: "Shen Jin, is that you?"

The rustling sound stopped immediately.

She stepped up the stairs, her feet on the wool carpet, her voice was swallowed up.

She stretched out her hand and tentatively pushed open the bedroom door. However, just as he stretched out his hand, the whole body was immediately pulled in.

He covered her eyes with his big hands.

Rough heat rushed behind her ears.

"Ruan Yan, come with me."

He wrapped her left hand around her waist, like pulling a docile lamb, leading her to the door of the room on the second floor where sundries were piled on weekdays.

The hunter leaned over the lamb's ear.

Extremely dangerous, extremely seductive, and said to her: "Push it away."

He retracted the hand covering her eyes, put it on her finger, held her, and accompany her to unscrew the doorknob.

"Shen Jin."

She suddenly withdrew her hand, an inexplicable panic filled her heart, she called his name.

The unknown is dangerous.

She is not used to such a stranger.

"I said, push it away, Ruan Yan."

He squeezed her wrist tightly, not letting her leave.

The next second, he forced her to unscrew the door handle—

What a gloomy world this is.

There is no light, no candle, only light, only a huge, huge, huge, large aquarium that occupies almost half of the room.

There were flocks of blue-tailed guppies swimming inside.

The beautiful tail floats in the water, and the moonlight shines through the glass, casting a bunch of thin and small rays of light on the fishes one after another.

"Do you like it? Zhang Xiaolan is dead, there are Li Xiaolan, Wang Xiaolan, Song Xiaolan, Jiang Xiaolan...I can build another Xiaolan Aquarium for you as long as you want. One thousand, ten thousand, one hundred thousand guppies, all You Ruan Yan."

The hunter with a gun stood beside the lamb. Both hands are dangerous guns, against her chin, his eyes are dangerous, watching her every move.

"Like it?"

Ruan Yan couldn't help taking a step back.

All the schools of fish seemed to have adjusted their heads, staring at her one after another.

She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down.

She pinched the palm of her hand, and finally raised her head, looking directly at him, "I don't like it."

"What did you say?"

"I said, I don't like it, don't like it, Shen Jin."

This sentence is very mysterious, if, if there is no pause, if it is one second faster, even if it is only one second. Then it is—

I don't like Shen Jin.

He narrowed his eyes.

The hotel staff said that she did not eat a bite of the food he ordered her, and she did not drink a bite of milk; Xing Qing said that she did not wear any of the clothes he gave her; and now, her fish is dead, he just Shengsheng will build her a fish restaurant. There are two hundred and fifty fish here. What she wants, he can give what she wants, and what else is she unsatisfied with?

He looked at her and asked, "Why?"

"Today is not my birthday." Her tone was a little tired.

"That's what it says on your ID." He checked her. If today was not her birthday, how could she not point out when he asked Xiang Zhou to give her gifts every year.

"Really not. And I don't like birthdays, I don't like them very much." Her tone was very sincere and sincere. I'm almost asking him, don't make such a surprise.

"Okay." Naturally, Shen Jin didn't say anything any more, as if nothing had happened, he closed the door and closed the frightened school of fish.

"What did you do today?"

He asked her.

"I took a promotional photo today. I saw Song Yun." She paused, "and her sister, Song Yemei."

He heard the words, his eyes moved slightly, "Then what?"

Ruan Yan said: "She is very beautiful."

"anything else?"

"She is my photographer, and she is responsible for shooting my promotional photos."

"Yeah. She has always been famous for taking pictures of people."

"They all said," Ruan Yan stopped, looked at his dark eyes, and motioned for her to continue.

"I look a lot like her." She added, "Like Song Yun."

He tasted it all at once.

It turns out that the problem lies here, does she know it?

He used her as a stand-in.

So these days, did these things happen?

Getting more and more intensified?

The lamb hit the hunter with its horns to attract his attention?

But in fact, it was sending a signal to him-arrest me, right?

So, you care about him too much.

"It's a bit like, especially these eyes." He raised his hand and held down the back of her head, letting her move closer to him, so that the squiggly eyes were close to his lips, "but I hope you, these eyes, only See what you should see, don’t look down on what you should see."

What you should look at, such as him, such as money, such as the status he can give her.

She shouldn't see what he doesn't want to give, she shouldn't see it.

"Um."

Her heat sprayed on the scar of his throat.

"I'm going back to rest, and I will take a promotional photo tomorrow."

"Yes. Do you do it today?" He asked bluntly.

Now that he understands the source of her quirks these days, he no longer hides it. She loves him very much, and he is willing to spoil her in some ways.

"Don't do it." She pushed him away quietly, "Menstrual period."

He let go of her with some regret.

But it is no longer reluctant.

When he went to bed at night, he hugged her tightly as usual.

She has always been good in sleeping.

Like an animal, curled up together. Like a hedgehog, like a cat, like a baby in the mother's body, psychologically, such a posture is a manifestation of insecurity.

Ruan Yan, are you insecure?

What are you afraid of? He will never be with Song Yemei in this life. He has a sense of measure, so in this life, Ruan Yan is also destined to be with him. At this point, he still has a sense of measure.

He turned off the light and held the person tighter.

The next day, both of them got up early. When Ruan Yan woke up, Shen Jin had already gone to the company.

Ruan Yan also packed up his clothes and drove to the magazine to take promotional photos.

Song Yemei had arrived there early.

She is standing at the window, adjusting the camera lens.

Wearing a nude-colored jumpsuit, he is tall and slim.

I have to admit that she is extremely beautiful.

Such eyebrows are different from Ruan Yan's usual coldness. Song Yemei is very gentle, like a daffodil, standing there quietly, just looking at it makes people want to stare gently. Even getting along with her is extremely comfortable. She is the kind of magnetic field that makes people involuntarily peaceful and comfortable.

"Are you here?" When Song Yemei asked, he thoughtfully offered a glass of warm water.

"Thank you." Ruan Yan took it.

They were waiting for the magazine to send them a car to the filming location, and the two of them sat down and chatted together.

Song Yemei said, "Have you heard the legend of Adelina before this?"

"I've heard." Ruan Yan slobbered and smiled at her. Lu Boliang wrote a research on the history of Greek medicine in her master's thesis. During that time, she read a lot of books about Greece.

Pygmalion, the best sculptor, fell in love with the artwork he sculpted-a beautiful portrait of a woman.

That is dear Adelina.

"It's good to have heard it. The more you understand this subject, the better the emotions in my lens will be captured." Song Yemei also smiled at her.

Ruan Yan said, "Yeah."

"I heard that you used to study medicine? How come you came to learn acting." Song Yemei poured herself a latte, she held the cup buckle gracefully, and the fine porcelain was pasted on her little finger. The porcelain bones and fingers are very white.

Ruan Yan didn't hide anything: "I want to be famous."

Song Ye raised her eyebrows, unexpectedly she would be so direct, and smiled: "You will be famous, you are very beautiful."

"Thank you, Miss Song, have you always studied humanities photography?" Ruan Yan asked her.

"Well, I used to go to Japan to study for two years. After getting married, I went to England with my husband and studied there for another three years. I think I have been dealing with photography all the time." She laughed.

Ruan Yan looked around. This room is considered to be the studio assigned to her by "Essence". The windows are bright and clean, and the room is full of photos of different women. They are all beautiful. The shooting angles are mostly not curious and plain. But delicate, light and shadow are just right by her. When women shoot women, they can indeed find the most beautiful point of each other.

But Ruan Yan noticed the smallest picture on the wall in the corner. The picture was taken of the Grand Canyon.

Under her lens, the rain is plentiful, washing the naked rock. The angle of view is very magnificent, and it seems a little out of place in a bunch of women's portraits.

"You must like this photo very much." Ruan Yan said.

"Why do you think that? It's so small, it's just a picture of the landscape in my room. I just hung it there." Song Yemei still looked calm and looked at her.

"But there is facing your desk. According to the height of the desktop, your height, and the usual movement angle of the human body's sight, this place happens to be the photo you can see as soon as you look up." Ruan Yan paused. Say, "The only one."

Song Yemei smiled at her, neither denying it, nor sure.

The assistant came in and informed that the magazine had been transferred to the car and could go to West China to shoot.

Ruan Yan's gaze stayed on the photo of the canyon for half a second.

Also left.

The West Sea is a city adjacent to the river, a sea area of ​​Jiangcheng. It's not very big, but the scenery is very good.

It stands to reason that the location of the photos of "Essence" should be carefully planned, but Song Yemei set the location here.

She said that the Lonza Gem Rose here is opening very well. Very suitable for Adelina to wear.

So after Ruan Yan had put on her makeup, Song Yemei picked a lot of Longsha Roses for Ruan Yan, and personally inserted her in the white braided hat.

Song Yemei took many photos of her on the shore.

To be honest, the shots are all beautiful, she is indeed a female photographer with quite good skills.

When the shots were about the same, Song Yemei asked, and then he could go to the yacht to take shots.

Song Yemei asked her assistant Madoka: "Have you contacted the driver?"

"Get in touch." Madoka pointed to the driver who was already sitting in the yacht waiting.

Song Yemei asked Ruan Yan: "Then shall we go up?"

"good."

Finally, Song Yemei's assistant Madoka stayed on the shore to wait for them. Ruan Yan, Song Yemei, and Fang Bai all got on the boat.

The boat sailing was a middle-aged man, a little fat. He blushed and sneezed when he saw Ruan Yan, who was more enchanting than the rose, and even watched Ruan Yan's face become more and more red.

Fang Bai secretly whispered to Ruan Yan, "Who did Teacher Song look for? How come you look squinted."

Ruan Yan looked at the man's flushed face and said nothing. She didn't think it was squinting, but like...

"Go, let's go outside and take a few more pictures."

Song Yemei patted Ruan Yan on the shoulder and said to her.

Ruan Yan said, and looked at the driver who was still flushed.

When going out, Song Yemei specifically pointed out to the driver how many nautical miles away from the shore, so that the photos they took would have a better visual effect.

"Do you know why I want you to shoot Adilina?"

After shooting for a while, Song Yemei sat on the deck to rest, and suddenly asked her.

"why?"

Ruan Yan asked her.

"Because I don't think you are like Adina, you are like Pygmalion." Song Yemei looked at her as if she had seen everything through, "You and Ajin are both Pygmalion."

"Only I and Lu Boliang are your Adelina, right? I am loved by you, admired by you, and admired by you. No matter how you struggle, we are still beautiful gods above and above."

Song Yemei still smiled softly. At the moment of gazing, it looked like some kind of gentle snake waiting for an opportunity, but the most easily overlooked.

Ruan Yan asked her: "You check me?"

"Well, I checked some. You don't like A Jin, right." Song Ye's brow and lips smiled thickly.

Ruan Yan said nothing.

"It's better to give him to me, I need him more than you."

Let it to her.

With her cool tone, Ruan Yan's bare skin was covered with faint lumps.

"How to make it?"

"You and I, fall one down today."

Song Ye smiled, his shoulder-length hair was blown away, his smile seemed to disappear.

"What do you want to do?" Ruan Yan frowned.

Song Yemei turned his head to look at her, suddenly opened his hand and said, "Forget it, I should fall down accidentally. It seems that a man's mercy is more valuable."

The yacht shook violently.

Song Yemei staggered and was swayed along with the hull.

Ruan Yan frowned and was about to call her up. Fang Bai hurried up, panting.

"Sister Ruan, the pilot driver, he seems to be out of breath, his face is all blue..."

Ruan Yan looked at Song Yemei, who had fallen into the sea, and then looked at the cockpit. After only hesitating for a moment, she asked Fang Bai, "Do you know how to swim?"

Fang Bai shook her head. She can only climb trees, but can't swim.

Ruan Yan glanced at Song Yemei, who was still floating in the water, and said: "Then let her soak and soak, she can't die anyway. Come and come with me to save people."

The driver's master had fallen on the table, his entire face turned purple. Ruan Yan looked from a distance...

Then immediately took off the hat on his head and threw the rose into the sea.

"Quickly, Fang Bai, open the window."

"Look, see if he has salbutamol aerosol on his body. He has asthma, take a look, you can look for him, there is pollen everywhere on my body."

"Sister Ruan, is this this?"

"Yes."

After Ruan Yan taught Fang Bai how to use it, he hurried out to see Song Yemei.

She was still ups and downs in the water, leaning against the yacht, but her face had turned pale, and she did not have the calmness that she had just "falling into the water".

"Ruan Yan...pull me up, I, I have a stomach ailment... I will die if I stay." Song Ye bit his lip, this is really not pretending to be weak.

Ruan Yan looked at her coldly:

"You deserve it. When you brought this bunch of flowers, when you brought the master with asthma, didn't you think he might die?"

"He has medicine and won't die."

"Song Yemei, you really make me feel extremely sick."

Although Song Yun thought about making things, he never did anything to hurt people, but Song Yemei was the piranha that really hid the deepest. The internal organs are already rotten.

Ruan Yan suddenly figured it through. In this world, there are so many Song Yun and Song Yemei. We are humble, we are tolerant, we are tolerant, we are generous, we are gentle, courteous and frugal. However, it was just for so many Song Yun and Song Yemei to create a paradise lost where they could do whatever they wanted.

So, why?

Ruan Yan touched her aching lower abdomen, closed her eyes, gritted her teeth, and plunged into the water in one breath.

"You, what are you doing?" Song Yemei looked at Ruan Yan who suddenly went into the water, an inexplicable panic came up. What did she do when she came down, she only needs Ruan Yan to support her up.

"What are you doing?"

Ruan Yan repeated her question and laughed completely.

"Fuck you."

When Ruan Yan finished speaking, she grabbed Song Yemei's long hair and pressed her into the water.

Song Yemei's stomach disease was really guilty. After soaking in the water for so long, my body was weak, and Song Ye's eyebrows could not be twisted.

She firmly clasped the back of Song Yemei's head, and every time she held her in the water for ten seconds, she would pick it up for two seconds, press it in for another ten seconds, and then pick it up again... the cycle repeated.

Song Yemei couldn't remember how much water she had sucked in.

Until she thought she was going to be killed by Ruan Yan, Ruan Yan suddenly picked up her body and took her to the boat.

"Since I checked me, why didn't I find out? Didn't find out that my parents who died early were sailing? Shen Jin's broken yacht is just a toy to me."

"I tell you, I will not only play you to death today, but also save you, and I will drive you back on the yacht myself."

Ruan Yan lightly patted Song Yemei's face, who was dying on the ground, lightly mocking.

"Song Yemei, why are you taking other people's lives improperly?"

When Shen Jin hurried to the hospital, Song Yemei was lying on the hospital bed.

The yacht driver was also lying on a hospital bed in the next room.

Ruan Yan clutched her abdomen and sat on the chair in the corridor, her lips still white.

Shen Jin asked the doctor if they had anything to do.

The doctor said: "Ms. Song fell into the water, she inhaled too much seawater in her lungs, and she suffered from stomach cramps. The condition is a bit serious; the master inhaled too much pollen and suffered from asthma, and her situation is not very optimistic..."

Shen Jin pointed to Ruan Yan again, and asked the doctor, "What about her, is there anything wrong."

"No."

Shen Jin clenched his fists and called both Fang Bai and Xiaoyuan over for questioning. After clarifying the general situation, he only asked Ruan Yan:

"Why are you and your assistant okay among the four?"

Ruan Yan suddenly laughed, "So, I saved the master’s life. I rescued Song Yemei from the sea, and I drove the yacht back. Because I am dead, I cherish my life, so I will become yours. Suspect, right?"

Shen Jin frowned, "Ruan Yan, calm down, there must be an explanation for this matter, Ye Mei she just..."

"Don't say it, Shen Jin, you look at me with such a suspicious look, the questioning look when you come up, and it makes me feel nauseous."

Ruan Yan clutched her abdomen, which was aching for a while, and the sharp feeling of falling was all piled up there.

The sudden burst of severe pain made people lose control of their minds for a while, so she said—

"I don't want to play this stand-in with you, Shen Jin, let's break up."