Out of control and sinking

Chapter 488 Jiang Ruan, are you itching for a beating?
As a result, Jiang Ruan was completely taken advantage of and left crying until her voice was hoarse, and she crawled off the bed.

The man grabbed her ankle and dragged her back, his fingertips digging into her slender ankle, his eyes filled with alluring charm.

His thin lips nibbled at her earlobe, his voice hoarse: "My Daji, where are you going, hmm?"

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In the blink of an eye, Jiang Ruan has been filming on set for half a month.

That day, after filming wrapped up, Jiang Ruan was surrounded and led back to the dressing room to remove her makeup.

The scene they just filmed was a crying scene, and Jiang Ruan's eyes were still red, and she hadn't quite recovered from the emotional outburst.

"Sister Jiang Ruan, your emotional outburst just now was so powerful, your acting was absolutely superb."

The second female lead walked over and praised, "I almost couldn't keep up with your performance."

Jiang Ruan sniffed, took the paper from her assistant, and tried to calm herself down.

He smiled and said, "You acted very well too."

The two chatted for a while, then the second female lead went to look at the script.

After removing her makeup, Jiang Ruan returned to her hotel to rest.

After taking a shower, Jiang Ruan came out of the bathroom with a face mask on. The silence around her was too intense, and her longing for him grew even stronger.

I wonder what Bo Ye is doing now.

She and Bo Ye haven't seen each other for half a month since she joined the film crew.

The filming location this time is in the mountains.

It takes three or four hours to drive from Beijing to here.

It takes eight hours to go there and back.

Moreover, she was busy, and so was Bo Ye.

Seeing that their chat ended with a "good morning" greeting, Jiang Ruan pursed her red lips, feeling somewhat annoyed.

If she doesn't text him, he won't text her either, right?
well.

I glanced at the time; it was only 8 p.m.

He shouldn't be busy right now, right?
When Bo Ye received Jiang Ruan's call, he had just finished a video conference. Recently, there had been a lot of work going on at the group, and he had been working overtime until the early hours of the morning.

My temples are throbbing with fatigue.

But when he saw Jiang Ruan's call, Bo Ye's lips curled slightly, and he answered the call directly.

"Hello?" A man's magnetic voice entered her ears, and Jiang Ruan's agitation subsided somewhat. She gave a soft hum: "Are you busy?"

With just three words, Bo Ye could tell that her tone was muffled, and he raised an eyebrow.

He leaned back, rubbing his heart with his fingertips, his voice immediately softening: "I'm not in a hurry, what's wrong?"

"Who upset my wife?"

Jiang Ruan's heart softened a little: "No one made me unhappy."

Bo Ye didn't believe it.

Just as she was about to speak, Jiang Ruan interrupted her, sighing, "I just miss you a little."

These few words made Bo Ye overjoyed, and the corners of his lips even curved into a smile.

"Oh~" he drawled, his eyes crinkling with laughter, "So you missed me..."

Jiang Ruan bit her lip, somewhat unwilling to be outdone.

The Dao is strange and unsettling.

"Yes, unlike some people who don't even send a text message all day long."

"Not a phone call is fine, but not a text message either."

"Tell me, did you take advantage of my absence to have someone else behind my back?"

Bo Ye was stunned, but then he was so angry that he laughed.

He gritted his teeth, forcing out the words through clenched teeth: "Jiang Ruan, are you asking for trouble? You dare doubt me?"

"I've been busy with work lately, and besides, I've already informed you of everything, and the maid should have told you about the nights I wasn't home."

The man's deep voice, carrying an unquestionable tone, like that of a leader, completely rejected her words.

……

One minute or two minutes passed.

There was no sound or response on the other end of the phone.

Bo Ye frowned, sat up straight, and suddenly felt that something was wrong.

He called out softly, "Jiang Ruan?"

My heart was in my throat for a split second.