The Whole World Knows She Loves Me

The progress of the shooting was very fast. Song Xian was very professional. He found a good angle and took a few photos and handed them to Jiang Liuyi to see, asking her for her opinion. Standing beside her, I caught sight of her expression from the corner of the eye, and my heart beat faster.

Simply inexplicable.

She eased her breathing and heard Song Xian ask, "How is it? Is this group of photos okay?"

In the photo, she is sitting in a casual and elegant posture, Song Xian's capture skills are very good, it can be called perfect, Jiang Liuyi can't find a problem, she nodded: "Yes."

Song Xian said: "Then shoot two more sets, and it's over."

After she finished commanding the lighting master, she yelled again and no one answered, Jiang Liuyi turned her head and saw the lighting master looking at Song Xian without blinking.

Jiang Liuyi turned her head, Song Xian was still wearing a white vest, not a revealing style, but she had a very good figure, tall, narrow shoulders, slender waist, and obvious curves, which made her more charming when she was serious.

Jiang Liuyi coughed and called, "Miss He?"

He Xiaoying walked over immediately: "Mr. Jiang, what's the matter?"

"Can you hold the lit board?"

He Xiaoying didn't understand at first, but when she saw the lighting artist looking at Song Xian with naked admiration, she nodded, "I'll try."

Song Xian frowned: "You don't know how, what are you trying?"

He Xiaoying blinked at her fiercely, signaling that her wife was jealous, Song Xian frowned even tighter: "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, I want to learn!" He Xiaoying said: "Live and learn!"

Song Xian: ...

She wanted to say don't make trouble, but she couldn't stop others from learning, so He Xiaoying stood next to the lighting master: "I'll help, you go out and buy us two cups of milk tea."

The lighting master was a little reluctant to look at Song Xian, but when he noticed Jiang Liuyi's cold gaze, she lowered her head and let go of her hand.

The next two groups were very fast, and the photos taken soon appeared on the computer. Song Xian asked, "Which photos do you like?"

He Xiaoying interjected: "Song Xian, how about going to a place to eat when you go home tonight?"

Song Xian glanced at his watch. It was past six o'clock, and they had to order food in advance for the dinner at 7:30. Song Xian looked at Jiang Liuyi, who nodded, "OK."

"Then let's go."

After Song Xian finished speaking, he was about to pack up his notebook, but Jiang Liuyi grabbed his wrist: "Wait a minute."

She turned her head and saw Jiang Liuyi took off her shirt and put it on her body. The shirt had just been taken off, and there was still temperature on Song Xian's skin, warm.

Jiang Liuyi said, "Stretch out your hand."

Song Xian stretched out his hands cooperatively and put them into the sleeves. In the end, Jiang Liuyi helped her tidy up her collar. Song Xian was not used to it, so she took half a step back and said, "I'll do it myself."

Jiang Liuyi frowned and said nothing.

When Song Xian packed up and they went to the small attic together, it was more than half an hour's drive from the studio. When they arrived, two colleagues had already advanced into the box. When they saw Jiang Liuyi coming in, they stood up, a little cautious.

He Xiaoying stayed with Jiang Liuyi for a long time today, and felt that she looked indifferent, but actually had a pretty good personality. Thinking about it this way, she was somewhat similar to Song Xian.

But Song Xian will not give people the feeling of being too cold, she is calm and indifferent, while Jiang Liuyi's temperament is still a little sharp.

So the two colleagues didn't speak after Jiang Liuyi came in. He Xiaoying said, "Don't worry, where is Wu Ying?"

"Wu Ying will arrive later, we will finish first."

He Xiaoying nodded, entered the company group, and saw two restrained people opposite were sending messages frantically in the group.

[Sloppy! I saw Jiang Liuyi! 】

[Suffocating, come quickly! 】

[Can you hurry up! She is really imposing, the concubine can't bear it! 】

[Is it a special queen fan? I'm here Goddess! 】

After swiping the message, He Xiaoying put down her phone and asked Song Xian, "Shall we order first?"

Song Xian nodded, she passed the menu to He Xiaoying, He Xiaoying tremblingly passed it to the other two, and the other two tremblingly passed it to Jiang Liuyi.

Jiang Liuyi didn't know their tastes, so she asked them to order first.

The two colleagues posted the menu in the group, ordered seven or eight dishes according to everyone's preferences, and handed them to Jiang Liuyi. After seeing how many dishes she chose, she turned her head and asked Song Xian: "Is it okay?"

Song Xian glanced at it: "Yes."

The other two held their mobile phones: "It's so kind and caring to Song Xian."

Others were itchy, and so was Yuan Hong. She had a meeting in the company today and it just ended, or she would have gone to the small attic earlier. When she arrived, other colleagues had just got off the car and greeted her. Wu Ying said: "He Xiaoying It is said that Jiang Liuyi has a good temper, so I will ask for an autograph later."

"I dare not, I am still afraid."

"You coward."

Yuan Hong laughed and cursed, and led everyone in, there were four people sitting in the box, Jiang Liuyi and Song Xian were leaning on each other, not knowing what to say, Yuan Hong went in and went straight to Jiang Liuyi, and stretched out her hand: "Miss Jiang. "

Jiang Liuyi looked at her, Song Xian explained: "This is our editor-in-chief."

Jiang Liuyi shook hands with Yuan Hong: "Hello."

Song Xian then introduced her one by one. The others stood beside Jiang Liuyi, expecting to shake hands with her. An ordinary meal looked like a meeting. It's too restrictive, since Miss Jiang and Song Xian are married, they are part of Mantong, don't you think?"

Other colleagues booed and said yes with a smile, Song Xian looked indifferent, Jiang Liuyi looked at her sideways, and suddenly felt that the surroundings were not so noisy.

After sitting down again, Yuan Hong sat on the other side of Jiang Liuyi, and she said to everyone, "Actually, I met Miss Jiang two years ago."

Jiang Liuyi tilted her head, and Yuan Hong said, "She is on stage, and I am off stage."

Wu Ying stretched out her hand: "Then I've actually seen it too. She's on the TV, and I'm off the TV."

The others were amused, and the atmosphere became active in an instant. After a while, the food was served, and He Xiaoying also ordered red wine. Song Xian wanted to drive without drinking, but He Xiaoying said: "That's not okay, you two are the protagonists today, and I will call you when the meeting is over." Driver."

Song Xian had no choice but to pour half a glass too.

Her drinking capacity is obviously not as good as Jiang Liuyi's, her cheeks are flushed when she drinks a little, but her eyes are surprisingly calm, making it difficult for people to tell whether she can drink or not.

Director Ye hurriedly followed after Yuan Hong's toast: "I also respect you two, I hope you will have a good relationship for a hundred years!"

Sincere blessings, although she didn't want to see Song Xian before, but now more than anyone in the club hopes that their marriage will be smooth and they will be together forever.

Song Xian raised his hand and clinked glasses with her: "Thank you."

"There's me, there's me!" Wu Ying jumped out, "To my goddess and Song Xian."

She finished talking and laughed: "Can I have a small request later?"

Jiang Liuyi asked: "What?"

Others said one after another: "Sign!"

Jiang Liuyi laughed: "Okay."

After drinking, Wu Ying immediately took out the postcard: "I'm afraid I'll forget it when I get drunk, can I sign it now?"

Jiang Liuyi took the pen and the postcard, and signed them in two or three strokes. The handwriting was beautiful, powerful, and neat. Wu Ying held the postcard and smirked: "The writing is just like the person, it's so beautiful!"

The others looked over eagerly, so Jiang Liuyi had no choice but to sign for them all.

With nothing to worry about, everyone drank more and played around more at ease. The topic occasionally jumped to Meixiu, new and old grudges inevitably scolded together, Song Xian sat by the side and listened quietly, occasionally holding up the Taking a sip from the wine glass, He Xiaoying said: "But we can invite Mr. Jiang this time, thanks to Song Xian, editor-in-chief, you have to give Song Xian a raise!"

Yuan Hong drank a lot, and was coaxed by them to nod: "Jiajiajia, the best seller this time, I'll add it to you all!"

He Xiaoying clapped her hands and laughed, Song Xian looked around, Jiang Liuyi asked, "What's wrong?"

Song Xian raised his eyes: "I want to go to the bathroom."

Her eyes were bright and she was very calm, but her cheeks were flushed, Jiang Liuyi was worried and said, "I'll help you go."

Song Xian nodded obediently: "Oh."

The two of them left the private room. When the door opened, the wind blew in. Jiang Liuyi was a little sober. She accompanied Song Xian to the door of the bathroom and asked, "Do you want me to go in?"

Song Xian shook her head and walked in alone. Jiang Liuyi stood outside and washed her hands. After a while, Song Xian came out from inside. She walked to Jiang Liuyi's side naturally, poured the hand sanitizer, washed her hands, wiped them, and then cleaned them. Only then did he say to Jiang Liuyi, "Go back."

Jiang Liuyi walked a few meters away and turned her head: "Are you drunk?"

Song Xian paused for a few seconds: "No."

Jiang Liuyi withdrew her gaze, and went back to the box with Song Xian. Everyone in the box was chatting, and the atmosphere was no longer the formality of the first meeting. After Song Xian sat down, Yuan Hong asked, "Did you drink too much?"

Song Xian shook his head: "No."

Yuan Hong felt relieved, and finally apologized to Jiang Liuyi: "I'm sorry, they made a fuss."

They are all young girls, some of them like Jiang Liuyi very much, and this issue of the magazine is expected to hit the top of the sales list, everyone is a little excited, and it is really noisy.

Jiang Liuyi replied to her: "It's okay."

Yuan Hong said: "Then please take good care of Song Xian."

Jiang Liuyi turned her head, Song Xian was secretly drinking again, she took Song Xian's cup, Song Xian seemed dissatisfied, but didn't say anything, just sat quietly on the chair, listening to other colleagues chatting, Jiang Liuyi watched with sharp eyes A hair fell from her shirt collar and stabbed Song Xian's neck. It should be very itchy. She saw Song Xian scratching the obviously red skin with his hands.

She quickly grasped Song Xian's wrist, Song Xian turned her head, saw Jiang Liuyi lowered her head, and used the other hand to pick up the hair on the neckline of her shirt, afraid that there were other places, Jiang Liuyi carefully checked the neckline, and the two leaned together They were very close, and Jiang Liuyi's breath sprinkled Song Xian's neck, Song Xian subconsciously stepped back, and the two immediately distanced themselves.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Liuyi suddenly thought of helping Song Xian get dressed in the studio.

She called: "Song Xian."

Song Xian's hand was still being held by her, trying to break free, but failed, she looked at Jiang Liuyi, and asked in puzzlement, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Liuyi moistened her lips: "I want to tell you that you don't have to be so shy when you are outside."

Song Xian was stunned for a few seconds: "Shy?" She retorted: "I'm not shy."

And lie.

Jiang Liuyi raised the hand that was holding her, looked at Song Xian's alcohol-stained cheeks, and smiled: "No?"

Song Xian said affirmatively, "No."

Jiang Liuyi replied in a strange manner: "Then give me a kiss now."