Quick Wear: Plan to Save the Unrequited Boss

Looking up at him, her warm eyes were clear, but her fluttering eyelashes and slightly raised eye corners seemed to be stained with long poppy hooks, which made people sink into her.

The distance was getting closer and closer, so close that Jiang Jiuci could smell the fragrance that belonged only to girls. Their eyes met, and an infinite ambiguous atmosphere spread around them.

Wen Ling went upstairs and changed into a loose long skirt after coming back from outside. Her long hair like seaweed was draped behind her. She half-sat on the sofa, with her hands on Jiang Jiuci's neck, showing a beautiful waistline. Jiang Jiuci knelt on the sofa with one leg, and bent his upper body to match her movements.

The distance between the two was almost within earshot.

The audience fans who saw this scene were excited and turned 360 degrees on the spot.

[This posture is simply amazing, it is a god, a god! ]

[Oh my god! Wenwen has such a great figure, shashasha!]

[These two people locked together, locked tightly.]

[Oh my god, I'm blushing just looking at you in the middle of the night. These two are so horny.]

[I've taken a screenshot. Damn, it has the vibe of an idol drama. I should show those grouchy men in the entertainment industry how to create such an atmospheric scene.]

Jiang Jiuci had never expected Wen Ling to do this. Looking at the porcelain-white face so close to him, his heart began to beat faster.

Her Adam's apple rolled, and Jiang Jiuci restrained himself by pressing one hand on her waist and holding her in his arms.

With this posture and this hug, their bodies fit together perfectly. Wen Ling, who was pressed into Jiang Jiuci's arms, leaned against his shoulders and neck, leaving only a pair of beautiful eyes exposed. She looked very petite, and the teardrop mole at the corner of her eye made her look innocent and pure.

He flipped over from the bed, and the audience in the live broadcast room were excited.

[Oh my god, what kind of festival is it today? We are eating so well.]

[This hug, this hug!!! Continuing to screenshot. These two are so compatible.]

[I'm almost flipping the bed over. I like this progress.]

As a fan of Ci Shen, I've always wondered what kind of person could stand shoulder to shoulder with him. The moment I knew Ci Shen liked Little Rose, I felt like that was the only way it should be.

As a fan of Little Rose, I can't say that God is unworthy of Little Rose.

Fans of both sides had friendly exchanges and happily shared sweet moments together.

Wen Ling straightened up and leaned close to his ear.

"Excessive?"

Jiang Jiuci raised his eyebrows, lowered his eyes to look at her silky long hair, and spoke in a happy tone.

"Once you have an inch, you can advance a foot. Isn't this inch given to me by A Ling?"

Jiang Jiuci heard footsteps and released the hand that was restrained around Wen Ling's waist. His porcelain-white fingers picked up the fork on the plate, picked up a piece of kiwi fruit and fed it to Wen Ling.

His movements were slow and his tone was lazy. "I have a characteristic, which is that I am used to climbing up the ladder."

He stared at her quietly, with indescribable tenderness and affection in his eyes.

"So, since my sister has given me the ladder, I will definitely climb to the position I want."

[What position does this damn man want to climb? ]

[I was so blind before. How could I think this man was unromantic? Damn, there is no one better at flirting than this man.]

The footsteps behind her quickened. Wen Ling looked over and saw Yu Xingzhou looking at her with a grim expression, holding a plate.

Their eyes met, Jiang Jiuci stood between them and reached out to ruffle her hair.

"Eat some fruit first, the meal will be ready soon."

His peach blossom eyes were slightly raised, with tiny sparks of light in them. Wen Ling could see that this man did it on purpose. He had known for a long time that Yu Xingzhou was behind them.

[This scheming man? I don't believe him even if he says he didn't do it on purpose.]

[It’s so simple, I just love this kind of drama. ]

Fans coming from Yu Xingzhou’s live broadcast room started howling.

[Wow, my poor Zhou Zhou, I specially made Xiao Meigui's favorite snack, but when I came out, I saw Xiao Meigui flirting with another man.]

【Zhou Zhou is probably heartbroken.】

Yu Xingzhou calmed himself down and placed the freshly baked red bean glutinous rice cake in front of Wen Ling.

"Try what you like."

Wen Ling's eyes swept over the plate of soft, chewy and delicious pancakes. Each one was small, just the right size to eat in one bite.

The original owner liked to eat sticky things, especially red bean flavored ones. However, Wen Ling herself didn't really like red bean flavored things.

She raised her eyes and smiled at him. There was no such part in the original plot. So men are still cheap. When the original owner was recording the show, her heart and eyes were full of Yu Xingzhou. When the two played the number game, they all wrote 8. And Zhou Huan also wrote 8 very schemingly.

In the end, in order to increase the popularity, the director team hastily chose the partners by drawing lots. At that time, there was a lot of criticism on the Internet, saying that the director team broke up the reconciliation, but the wind direction changed later, and there was indeed no red bean cake incident.

"It looks delicious. Let's eat together when everyone is here."

Wen Ling politely declined, but Yu Xingzhou refused to listen. He pushed the fruit plate a little further away and placed the red bean glutinous rice cakes within her reach.

"I made this just for you."

[Oh my god, poor Guopan, my Zhou Zhou was so childish once!]

【Hey, this man is anxious. 】

[Oh, now I know you're anxious. What were you doing then? Wasn't he the one who dumped me first?]

Wen Ling paused, and their eyes met, neither of them giving way.

"This glutinous rice cake looks good."

In the camera, Jiang Jiuci appeared from nowhere and sat down next to Wen Ling.

He reached out and picked up a piece of glutinous rice cake and fed it to Wen Ling.

"Try it. After all, it's someone's intention."

【Oh~ This is my thoughtfulness.】

[My intentions~, so funny, Jiang Jiuci, you scheming man, you know how to be the boss. ]

[It's hilarious! You've really figured out the host-guest game.]

Wen Ling turned her head and frowned.

"I don't like red bean flavored things."

She doesn't like being forced to eat by others in this way. The audience can see their every move, behavior and every word. Yu Xingzhou said that it was specially made for her. If she doesn't eat it, fans will immediately say that she is arrogant, rude and impolite.

How could this not be a soft form of coercion? Of course, Yu Xingzhou might not have thought too much about it at the moment because of her emotions, and she just had to argue about seeing Jiang Jiuci feeding her kiwi fruit.

Seeing that Wen Ling didn't eat it, Jiang Jiuci took it away and stuffed it into his own mouth.

"If you don't like it, eat something else."

Jiang Jiuci forked another piece of apple for Wen Ling. This time, without any excessive gestures, he passed the fork into her hand.

And the lonely plate of red bean glutinous rice cakes was just left there.

Wen Ling raised her eyes and looked at Yu Xingzhou.

"Sorry, I really don't like red bean flavored food."

Yu Xingzhou pursed his lips and spoke in a dry voice.

"But didn't you like red bean-flavored cakes the most?"

Wen Ling ate the piece of apple on the fork and lowered her eyes.

“People change; no one remains the same.”