The actress has long legs [Entertainment GL]

Chapter 19 Drunkenness

When filming in the afternoon, He Cheng met the little star Tan Yijia mentioned. He seemed young and had a sweet smile on his face, and he looked like a polite child. He Cheng turned his head and asked Tan Yijia. He heard that she It's a bit surprising to be only 17 years old.

It seems that it is time to become famous as soon as possible. He Cheng suddenly felt that she had started in the entertainment industry at the age of two, and she felt a little foolish, but she didn't really want to be famous anyway.

Looking at Qiao Jie, who was standing alone waiting for the makeup artist to touch up her makeup, and at the newcomer Fu Xinning who had been hanging around Liu Shi, He Cheng shook her head regretfully. If she took this role, she She can also circle around Qiao Jie.

In the afternoon, Qiao Jie had very few roles. Most of the scenes were directed by Liu Shi and Fu Xinning. The new role added by the director was the eldest princess, the only daughter of the queen. , was designed by the treacherous ministers in the court to personally serve a bowl of milk to the seriously ill emperor, and was forced to hang himself in the end.

It is the most fundamental reason why the queen who had a little kindness in her heart became cold-blooded and ruthless.

After Qiao Jie finished filming two scenes, she called it a day. He Cheng packed up her things and went back to the car with her. On the way, she saw Dong Qiaoman. He Cheng was afraid that she would stop her again, so she took a quick step. Being next to Qiao Jie didn't let her have this opportunity.

Qiao Jie glanced blankly at He Cheng who was almost leaning on her body, reached out and grabbed her wrist and squeezed it, and asked worriedly, "Tired?" She didn't notice Dong Qiaoman next to her at all. .

The heat from her wrist made He Cheng forget about Dong Qiaoman. She shook her head blankly, grinned at Qiao Jie, and said softly, "I'm not tired."

He Cheng's smile also infected Qiao Jie. With a faint smile on the corner of Qiao Jie's mouth, she didn't let go of her wrist, and went straight back to the car while holding onto her.

Dong Qiaoman watched helplessly as the two walked past her holding hands, without even giving her a look, she hated her so much, but she couldn't keep her face down when there were people around, so she could only look at He Cheng's back He forcefully pulled a smile out.

Tan Yijia sat in the driver's seat and waited until the two of He Cheng got into the car and sat down, then turned around and asked, "Should we go home directly?" It was still a little early for dinner.

Qiao Jie let go of He Cheng and leaned lazily on the seat, throwing the question to He Cheng to answer.

"Let's go home." Seeing Qiao Jie's tired face, it would be better to go home and take a shower and then sleep, and there is a lot of time. He Cheng wants to concentrate on research during Qiao Jie's rest period. She is about to master the knack of fried noodles, and if she succeeds, their dinner will be settled.

Tan Yijia also noticed the fatigue on Qiao Jie's face. The reason why she asked again was because Qiao Jie seldom chose to go back even if work was over early. She would let Tan Yijia drive for a walk on the road more often.

What a wonderful artist is this?If it wasn't for the high salary, Tan Yijia would have thrown the resignation letter to Qiao Jie every minute.

Fortunately, He Cheng is a normal assistant who can control Qiao Jie's detached character, although Tan Yijia doesn't quite understand why.

Qiao Jie is used to sleeping in the car, but she changed several positions in a row today and felt uncomfortable, Tan Yijia saw it in the rearview mirror, and casually suggested: "Or you can lie on He Cheng's lap. "

Tan Yijia's words stunned the two people in the back seat. Qiao Jie looked at He Cheng, who silently adjusted a comfortable posture, and then patted her leg.

In order to make Qiao Jie, who is tall and long-legged, sit comfortably, the company equips them with large nanny vans, but the space is not enough for Qiao Jie to lie on her back, so she can only curl her legs up a little. .

Looking at Qiao Jie's pitiful posture, Tan Yijia twitched the corners of his mouth and said, "You better get up and bear it, I'll drive faster." After all, she wasn't driving a bus, and the back seat wasn't that wide.

It was indeed uncomfortable. Qiao Jie frowned, so she got up from He Cheng's lap and rubbed the center of her brows. She looked at her leg and patted it, and suddenly asked He Cheng, "Are you sleepy?"

"Not sleepy." Still feeling sorry for Qiao Jie getting up from her lap, He Cheng subconsciously replied after hearing Qiao Jie's voice, and then regretted it.

She should have said that she was sleepy. I don't know if it's useless to regret it now?

It's a pity that Qiao Jie just nodded when she said that she was not sleepy and stopped asking. He Cheng wavered between regretting and not regretting. Tan Yijia stepped on the accelerator all the way, and it took almost half an hour less than usual It's time to go home.

He Cheng, who didn't seize the opportunity, sighed silently, greeted Tan Yijia, and then chased after Qiao Jie and got out of the car.

The first thing Qiao Jie did when she got home was to take a shower, and He Cheng took a shower because it was still early, and when she came out, Qiao Jie was sitting on the sofa waiting for her with a towel in her hand.

Wanting Qiao Jie to go to sleep, He Cheng went downstairs directly with the hair dryer this time. Qiao Jie looked at the hair dryer in her hand and silently hid the towel in her hand behind her back.

"Use this to blow dry. You can go to sleep after your hair is dry." He Cheng plugged in the hair dryer, turned it on, tested the temperature, and explained to Qiao Jie with a smile.

Qiao Jie nodded and accepted He Cheng's explanation of not wiping her hair.

After He Cheng waited until Qiao Jie went back to the bedroom to sleep, she took a deep breath and went to the kitchen, turned around and locked the door.

In fact, Qiao Jie's family had quite a complete set of ingredients, but neither of them was good at cooking, so they were useless.

The fried noodles were made three times in total. He Cheng tasted them one by one, and finally sealed the first portion with plastic wrap and put it on the table. The remaining two portions did not taste very good and were thrown away.

Seeing that it was still early, He Cheng thought about it and went to the kitchen. When she lived alone, she would often cook by herself looking at the recipes, and the taste was not very strange. She believed that Qiao Jie would not dislike her. .

They either eat out or order takeaway recently, which makes He Cheng, who is on the salary, feel guilty. She must rise up and be a perfect assistant who can be in the hall and in the kitchen.

Two hours later, Qiao Jie went downstairs following the scent, walked to the kitchen door, knocked on the door, and asked curiously, "What are you doing?"

He Cheng opened the door a crack, poked his head out and said with a blushing face, "Ten, no, we can eat in 10 minutes." After speaking, he closed the door before Qiao Jie could speak.

Qiao Jie rubbed her nose, and walked back to the living room with three turns. She sat on the sofa and turned on the TV, but her mind was completely on the kitchen.

He Cheng breathed a sigh of relief after closing the door, then shook his head and continued to taste the dishes, picking out all the delicious ones.

Twenty minutes later, Qiao Jie knocked on the door on time, and He Cheng looked at the dinner on the table, which was still available, and went to open the door contentedly.

The first time she saw the rich food on the table, Qiao Jie's eyes flashed with surprise. She walked to the table and bent down to smell it. She said intoxicatedly, "It smells so good." After speaking, she opened the stool and sat down. Next, picked up the chopsticks and picked up a chicken leg.

He Cheng leaned against the table and looked at her with a smile on her face. She had just tried too many dishes and her stomach was already full.

Qiao Jie looked at He Cheng suspiciously while eating, and asked, "Aren't you going to eat?"

"I'm full." He Cheng's eyes wandered, and she said embarrassedly, she really ate because she was worried about the food, not because she was too greedy, although she later ate a bowl when she was bored rice.

Although Qiao Jie ate a lot, her movements were very elegant. He Cheng watched for a while, and was immediately engrossed.

"I'll take you somewhere later." Qiao Jie put down her chopsticks, wiped her mouth with a tissue, and said mysteriously.

Going out again... A scene of a large group of people chasing them appeared before He Cheng's eyes. Every time they went out, she would be afraid of this kind of situation, but seeing Qiao Jie so happy, she would not be disappointed, laughing Nodding: "Okay, I'll pack up, change my clothes and leave."

Only now did Qiao Jie realize that He Cheng was still wearing an apron, but why didn't she remember that there was such a pink apron at home?This kind of He Cheng reminded Qiao Jie of the pair of little rabbit slippers she saw at her home when they first met.

They are all cute.

Thinking of it this way, Qiao Jie said, "You look cute in this." Qiao Jie stood beside He Cheng, took the dishes she had washed and put them in clean water for a while, although she often couldn't hold the dishes, But doing the dishes together makes her feel warm in her heart.

Suddenly being praised by the goddess for being cute, He Cheng's hand slipped, and the plate fell directly into the sink. She coughed lightly and nodded calmly.

Looking down, Qiao Jie could see the tips of He Cheng's reddish ears hidden in her hair. She laughed in a low voice for a while, and jokingly said, "You're shy."

It was fine if Qiao Jie didn't say anything, but when He Cheng said that, He Cheng's face turned red, and she retorted softly, "No." After she finished speaking, she took a sneak peek at Qiao Jie, and said, "You are cuter than me." .” These are her sincere words.

Qiao Jie raised her eyebrows and said nothing, but the expression on her face softened.

After packing up everything, the two ate some fruit again. Qiao Jie saw that it was already eight o'clock, so she immediately pulled He Cheng to put a hat and mask on her and went out.

"Where are we going?" He Cheng looked up at Qiao Jie and asked curiously.

"bar."

The bar... He Cheng nodded, remembering that it was at the entrance of the bar that they met.

The bar looked quiet and stylish on the outside, but after entering it, it was even quieter inside. There was no one there, only a man with yellow hair sitting at the bar, shaking his glass boredly.

Qiao Jie led He Cheng to sit on a chair by the bar, tapped the bar with her fingers, and whispered, "Two glasses of red wine." Besides eating, she also liked drinking red wine.

Seeing Qiao Jie's eyes light up, the man with yellow hair pushed the wine glass in his hand and said complainingly, "You came too late. I closed business today because of you. You have to compensate me for the loss." Push another piece of paper.

He Cheng poked his head curiously to see what was written on the paper, then took a breath, there was a string of astronomical figures written on it, she looked around, this store must be a black one.

Qiao Jie first drank a sip of red wine to relieve her cravings, and then introduced He Cheng and Huang Fa-nan. She patted He Cheng's arm and said to Huang Fa-nan, "My assistant, He Cheng."

The yellow-haired man smiled like a gentleman, and said to He Cheng, "Hello."

Qiao Jie pointed at Huang-haired man and said, "My cousin." She even omitted his name.

The yellow-haired man looked at Qiao Jie with a pale face, and said angrily: "Next time, don't think that I'm looking for red wine for you." Every time I buy something that is someone else's treasure, it is heartache when swiping the card, even more heartache It was this bottle of wine that could not survive even a day in Qiao Jie's hands.

Qiao Jie didn't bother to talk to the yellow-haired man, so she poured a glass of red wine for He Cheng, and whispered in her ear, "It's delicious."

He Cheng doesn't like to drink, she blinked her eyes and took a sip suspiciously, then her expression was a little subtle, telling her that this seems to be no different from the one she drank before.

Seeing that he was being ignored by the two of them, Huang Fa-nan couldn't help feeling tired. He said weakly, "Have you not been home recently? Eldest sister asked me about your situation two days ago." This elder sister is Qiao Jie sister.

Qiao Jie frowned slightly, and she whispered, "Tell her I'm doing well."

"You tell it yourself."

Qiao Jie looked at Huang-haired man, Huang-haired man raised his hands and said helplessly: "You should tell it yourself, I'm afraid she will hit me, the secretary next to her is wearing such high heels." He gestured with his hand , and then a look of lingering fear.

Qiao Jie: "..."

Qiao Jie actually has a sister. He Cheng lowered her eyes and drank slowly while thinking about what her sister looks like, is she as tall as Qiao Jie?

But it is also possible that she is shorter than Qiao Jie, after all, isn't she herself shorter than her sister?

The yellow-haired man saw that Qiao Jie was drinking wine with no expression on his face, so he couldn't help but said bitterly: "Are you still having trouble with her? You grew up next to her since you were a child, and when your eldest sister was seven years old, she dragged her only four years old. I have to bring you by my side to be at ease, even when she went to university and went abroad, didn’t she call home every day?” He said a lot of nagging, because he said He said many times, so he spoke smoothly as if he was endorsing.

This happened when the goddess was a child... He Cheng listened carefully.

Seeing himself and the audience, Huang Fa-nan spoke even more vigorously. After he said that he was happy, out of the corner of his eye, he saw that the bottle standing in front of Qiao Jie was already empty. The corners of his mouth froze, and he wailed and cried: " You actually drank it all?" Damn it, he hasn't drunk it yet.

He Cheng looked at the wine bottle and then at Qiao Jie. Is she going to relive the scene of the first meeting today?But the place where they live now is much farther than the small apartment she used to live in. It's okay to walk here normally, but with someone on their backs... He Cheng was thinking about calling Tan Yijia and asking her to be the driver.

Qiao Jie didn't look like she was drunk, but her eyes were a little bright. She got off the chair, grabbed He Cheng's wrist, and said softly, "Let's go home." She stood very straight without shaking.

Seemingly not drunk, He Cheng held Qiao Jie's hand with his backhand, waved to Huang-haired man and said, "I'll take her back first." Just after finishing speaking, she had already been dragged forward by Qiao Jie for two step.

Yellow-haired man: "..."

"Are you okay?" He Cheng turned his head and secretly looked at Qiao Jie's face. He Cheng couldn't tell whether she was drunk or not.

Qiao Jie shook her head slowly and said, "It's okay."

The two walked back as if walking all the way. After entering the community, Qiao Jie had to stop after taking two steps. At first, He Cheng was a little confused and didn't know what she was doing. Later, she realized that she was drunk. But it's not noisy or noisy.

Back home, He Cheng helped Qiao Jie to sit on the sofa, and then poured her a glass of warm water. Remembering that she was a little lethargic after being drunk, He Cheng sat aside to rest, and planned to help Qiao Jie on the bed after her physical strength recovered. building.

After Qiao Jie took a sip of water, she became a little dazed. She turned her head to look at He Cheng, who had a double image, and slowly couldn't support her body and pressed towards her.

He Cheng hugged Qiao Jie's back subconsciously. The faint fragrance mixed with the smell of alcohol filled her nose, making her hold her breath unconsciously.

Qiao Jie rubbed against He Cheng's neck, and said in a daze, "It smells so good."

Although the voice was a little unclear, He Cheng could still hear what Qiao Jie said just now because he was so close. She moved close to Qiao Jie's ear and said softly, "You're drunk, I'll help you back to the bedroom."

Before He Cheng's words left her ears, Qiao Jie suddenly turned her head around, and her lips brushed her chin directly to the corner of her mouth. The soft touch made He Cheng froze, and she dared not move.

Qiao Jie looked at it with half-opened eyes, and then fell back. After a while, even her breathing calmed down.

Asleep, asleep?He Cheng raised his hand and touched the corner of his mouth, wondering if Qiao Jie would remember that she kissed him when she woke up tomorrow?On the one hand, he was afraid that she would remember, and on the other hand, he wanted her to remember. He Cheng looked forward to and was afraid of Qiao Jie's reaction.

She won't be fired, will she?He Cheng worried on the sofa for half an hour, finally sighed, and helped Qiao Jie who was sleeping, and walked slowly back to the bedroom.

If he was so drunk, he would definitely not remember.

Just as He Cheng thought, Qiao Jie who woke up with a headache the next day could not remember anything that happened after they got home except for the memory of their walk back.

While making her hangover soup, He Cheng patted her chest, not knowing whether she was feeling lucky or disappointed.

While pinching her sore forehead, Qiao Jie rubbed against He Cheng's side, and said unhappily, "I won't drink anymore." The hangover was simply too uncomfortable.

He Cheng patted her arm, comforted her and said, "Drink some hangover soup in a while and you'll be fine."

Qiao Jie lay on He Cheng's back, took a breath suddenly, and asked suspiciously, "Did you not wear perfume?" The scent was different from her perfume.

"No, I don't like to wear perfume." He Cheng raised her hand and smelled it, thought for a while and said, "Maybe the shower gel I bought recently has a strong smell."

It turned out to be shower gel... Qiao Jie lowered her eyes and became thoughtful.