MTL - Secret Love-Chapter 12

Undoubtedly, Mu Yanxi still received Yi Wulan's rejection.

Originally, she didn't want to let Yi Wulan leave, but her cell phone rang untimely, and it was her manager Ling Yi who was worried about her.

Because of her manager's precarious hairline, Mu Yanxi hesitated for a second, and regretfully let go of Yi Wulan's wheelchair.

Yi Wulan was quite surprised to see this. She knew that Mu Yanxi worked in the entertainment industry, but in her eyes, it was just a play on the whim of the little ancestor.

Although Rongjia has related investments, she doesn't pay much attention to it.

Therefore, he never got to know Mu Yanxi.

Now it seems that this little ancestor's attitude towards work is not as perfunctory as she imagined?

Seeing Mu Yanxi talking about work, Yi Wulan didn't wait too long, and controlled the wheelchair to slide towards the elevator.

The manager's phone call was nothing more than a message to Mu Yanxi: Mu Yanxi can rest at home, but don't forget that I have a career as an artist. There will be a Weibo post that she needs to forward later, so I made a special call remind.

Mu Yanxi responded again and again. It had been more than ten days since she posted on Weibo last time, and it was indeed the day when she should open on time.

Hanging up the phone and opening Weibo, the screen full of private messages rushed into my eyes, as if a picture was very hot.

Of course, these netizens didn't come to praise her. At a glance, eight out of ten sentences were to scold her.

It's not that she likes to use fake products to pretend to be aggressive, or she pretends to be a passerby, and then uses a certain traffic star to belittle her.

In fact, it wasn't so outrageous in the past, but last year she liked the Weibo post that she was the most handsome in domestic entertainment, which offended a large group of internal entertainment fans.

Even if the popularity subsides, those traffic fans will still blacklist her, and they will come and scold her every now and then.

Those traffic fans usually fight each other in a dark way, but when they meet her, they are surprisingly united.

It's just that Mu Yanxi has no intention of repentance, and still goes her own way, going online to face off against black fans when she has nothing to do.

As the little princess of the Xinyu Group, with a unique and exquisite face, it stands to reason that Mu Yanxi should have flourished in the entertainment industry, and in just two years, with the capital behind her, she won prizes and won soft hands.

Unfortunately, on the first night she told Mu Yanqing about her lofty ideals and aspirations, she met with severe opposition, and listed dozens of dirty examples in the entertainment industry.

But Mu Yanxi has always been a person who must do whatever he wants to do. The hesitation in his heart disappeared, and he signed the contract with Ling Yi stubbornly, and he will never use any resources from his family.

Mu Yanqing asked Mu Yanxi anything and everything he wanted on weekdays, but he didn't let go of this matter.

Therefore, Mu Yanxi has been in the entertainment industry for more than two years, but she is still a vase full of black material when she returns.

Of course, her personal design also makes some private letters have a particularly unique style of painting:

[Online dating urgently needs a pure selfie without makeup, please send me one quickly]

Mu Yanxi's expressionless reply: [Be honest in online dating, read more if you really have nothing to do]

【exist? Do you know how long it has been since you posted a selfie? The donkeys in the production team dare not rest like this to you]

Mu Yanxi: [Then you can be the donkey of the production team (smile)]

[Knowing that I am useless in singing and dancing, and my acting skills are poor, can you use your face more to do business? Bai Chang has a good face, isn't it because Chi An snatched Guanzhou away, are you angry hahaha]

Mu Yanxi: [I think you can talk quite well, my farm lacks a gatekeeper, do you want to consider it? ]

【exist? Do you want to help you review? One piece and one piece without deceiving the old and the old]

Mu Yanxi: [Read more books when you are young, and find a factory to work when you are older]

It was in this situation that Mu Yanxi received a WeChat message from his manager.

Ling Yi: [Weibo copywriting: A new journey is about to start, I look forward to seeing you all, let's burn your brains together (distributed at about 6:30, don't be late)]

[It was to repost the promotion of the official blog with comments, don't make a mistake, did you hear that? 】

【It’s hard to tell you about the flying guests of this variety show. The black fans who heard the rumors are probably coming soon. After you post it, close Weibo and don’t go to teasing you, you know? 】

Mu Yanxi was about to reply with 'OK', but a few seconds later, her manager sent a bad emoticon package, obviously seeing the comment section where she was facing off against a black fan again.

The agent compromised: [Ancestor, didn't I apply for a lot of trumpets for you? You can't change your number if you want to beat someone up? 】

Mu Yanxi suddenly felt guilty.

Seeing that the time was approaching half past six, she copied the manager's words casually, then switched to Weibo and forwarded:

[Mu Yanxi: Weibo copywriting: A new journey is about to start, I look forward to seeing you all, let's burn your brains together (distributed at about 6:30, don't be late) // @今天一些爱情Bar Official Blog: New...]

As soon as she sent it, Mu Yanxi realized that she forgot to delete the words, so she quickly deleted the 'Weibo copywriting'.

Repost: [Mu Yanxi: A new journey is about to start, I look forward to seeing you all, let's burn your brains together (distributed at about 6:30, don't be late) // @今天一位爱情吧Official Blog: New...]

This time, by coincidence, the manager who had been staring at her weibo noticed something was wrong, and bombarded her wechat frantically again.

Mu Yanxi's hands trembled, and she didn't dare to read what the agent posted, and she didn't know why the agent reminded the time at the end.

After all, who would read all the official copywriting?

Mu Yanxi quickly deleted it in seconds, and started again:

[Mu Yanxi: A new love journey is about to start, I look forward to seeing you at 7:00 tonight //@今天一位爱情吧Official blog: New...]

Dayu went through the house three times to control the floods but never entered, and she finally got a normal post on Weibo three times.

Refresh, in just a few seconds, the comment area directly broke through 100. Mu Yanxi didn't even need to look to know that the gangsters were coming again:

[He's a star anyway, can you post Weibo without being so perfunctory? Don't worry, I watched you delete it twice]

[Your manager dares to give you the password of the Weibo account? Heart is really big]

[Can you take a break, so trash that you can't even post on Weibo? 】

[It's no wonder it's useless to be so stupid to post to Guanzhou. Isn't it good to be a beautiful little vase honestly? 】

In just a few minutes, Mu Yanxi's black hot search has a faint tendency to break into the top ten.

Of course, that's all there is to it, and it's not a place where a freebie like her can rush up.

But the hot search for this location was enough for the agent to notify the PR team overnight.

Another artist posted a broadcast promotion, and there were enthusiastic and well-behaved fans, but when he came to Mu Yanxi, his style of painting changed suddenly, and he made three mistakes. Not to mention, the comment section below is completely unreadable.

No, after a while, the little ancestor and the fans started scolding each other again.

Fortunately, the manager had experienced a lot of weather, and calmly comforted the shivering new assistant: "It's okay, you will get used to it in the future."

Even if you can't get used to it, the generous salary will make you get used to it.

So, that night, "Come on! The variety show official announcement of Pikachu is unprecedented, and the popularity has surpassed that of last year's season.

In particular, there was a marketing account that broke the news that Chi An would also be a flying guest, but it hadn't been decided yet.

Netizens were worrying about not being able to find Chi An and Mu Yanxi in the same frame. No, even when they were dozing off, someone would give them pillows.

So vigorously, "Come on! Pikachu" has successfully squeezed into the front row of the hot search list because of the addition of Mu Yanxi and Chi An.

But Mu Yanxi didn't know about all this.

She had already returned to her room to take a bath, lying comfortably in the huge diamond-cut round bathtub.

The foamy bath salt ball melts slowly in the warm water, and the colorful colors dye the water in the bathtub red, and there are circles of fine bubbles on the top, which is more beautiful under the warm-toned light. feel.

This was Mu Yanxi's first time returning to her room. On the night of her wedding, she passed out before she even had time to visit the room.

I thought that Yi Wulan's home would be decorated as simple and cold as the office, but unexpectedly it fit her heart.

At least in terms of decorations and furniture, it is no worse than the houses she lived in before.

In the bathtub, she was thinking about how to bring up the matter of sharing the bed with Yi Wulan tonight, entangled and entangled, denied one reason after another, and finally decided to touch it directly.

He casually took a suspender nightdress, dragged his slippers and walked to Yi Wulan's room.

When he opened the door and entered, Yi Wulan was still not asleep, leaning against the bed and looking at the computer, as if he was processing some documents.

After seeing Mu Yanxi, she was slightly stunned: "Is there something missing? If you can't find it, you can ask Auntie."

Mu Yanxi shook her head and continued walking to the bed.

"Does that mean you don't like it? If there's anything you're not satisfied with, just re-do it according to your liking..."

Before the words were finished, the bed was slightly sunken, and Mu Yanxi lifted a corner of the quilt and sat on it.

Yi Wulan was caught off guard, and was still defeated by the restricted legs, and Mu Yanxi succeeded when she slackened for a while.

She propped up her hands and wanted to retreat, but her legs pressed against the corner of the quilt at first, and she didn't move, her body was pulled uncontrollably by the quilt, and she fell directly back onto the bed.

When Yi Wulan made a move, Mu Yanxi was worried that the other party would be inconvenient and wanted to go to pick him up.

Therefore, when Yi Wulan fell back in a state of embarrassment, he fell directly on a soft object, and just happened to be hugged by Mu Yanxi's open arms to help him, and rolled around on the bed before he could stop Hold on to this inertia.

On the snow-white bed, the long black hair was entangled intimately. Before Yi Wulan recovered, he heard a chuckle in his ear.

Yi Wulan suddenly had a bad premonition, raised his eyes stiffly, and found that Mu Yanxi was being crushed under him. Because of the rolling just now, both of them looked very messy, especially the two sides on the other party's nightdress. The spaghetti straps had slipped off.

As long as she supports her body a little bit, she can see the beauty of spring on Mu Yanxi's chest.

The skin of the two was touching, Mu Yanxi's left hand was still hooking her neck, and his right hand was covering her back, with a narrow smile in his eyes.

For a moment, Yi Wulan didn't know what to do.

Due to the weakness of her legs, her whole body was forced to press on Mu Yanxi's body, sticking to each other tightly. Yi Wulan looked at the gorgeous face under her body, and for some reason, her ears turned slightly red.

But she attributed it all to the dire circumstances.

Mu Yanxi's hair was disheveled, and she was trapped under Yi Wulan's body, but she didn't feel any embarrassment at all.

The seductive fox eyes were slightly half-closed, curled up Yi Wulan's drooping strands of hair with his fingertips, and said with a half-smile: "Yi Wulan, are you planning to stay in the middle of the night, plotting against me?"

Yi Wulan froze, and hurriedly wanted to get off Mu Yanxi's body: "No, I didn't."

However, being interrupted by Mu Yanxi, she also ignored the matter of Mu Yanxi's nightdress. With a slight movement, Mu Yanxi's nightdress fell a little more.

Yi Wulan didn't dare to move again.

The two were deadlocked like this.

In the end, it was Mu Yanxi who broke the embarrassment. Her other hand hooked Yi Wulan's neck to prevent her from moving.

"Don't be so shy." Mu Yanxi didn't care how embarrassed Yi Wulan was, and there was still a bit of languid affection in her voice after bathing, "It's not shameful to want to plot against me."

After thinking about it, he gently lowered Yi Wulan's head, put it close to Yi Wulan's ear, and said softly: "Yi Wulan, if you can take the initiative from the day you get married, it will only take ten days or so. , maybe I have it all.”

Yi Wulan:...

Have... have?

Yi Wulan has received formal education for twenty-nine years, and has never heard of two women having children without using technology.

She was stunned by Mu Yanxi's upside-down face, she completely forgot about getting off Mu Yanxi's body, and just continued to maintain this ambiguous posture.

His mind was blank and he froze there, his breath was filled with the sweet and greasy fragrance of the bath salt **** on Mu Yanxi's body after bathing. On weekdays, Yi Wulan himself used these bath salt **** to take a bath, and it should have been a scent that he was used to.

But now, the same fragrance emanated from Mu Yanxi's body, but it made her feel that every second felt like years, and every breath seemed to be tormented, very difficult to bear.

The tips of Yi Wulan's ears hidden in her hair turned red, and Mu Yanxi, who was observing carefully, found it more and more interesting, and smiled sullenly, hooking Yi Wulan's neck and pressing down.

The faces of the two were almost touching.

Close enough to see each other's fine eyelashes clearly.

So close that you can kiss each other by raising your head slightly.

Mu Yanxi blinked, but couldn't hide the smile in her eyes: "Yi Wulan, why didn't you talk?"

Yi Wulan suppressed her breathing desperately, fearing that her breathing would be too heavy, and Mu Yanxi would catch her in the wrong place again, and be wronged for some kind of 'conspiracy'.

Under Mu Yanxi's increasingly ambiguous gaze, Yi Wulan finally couldn't bear it anymore, and closed his eyes with a look of death: "What exactly do you want?"

Mu Yanxi blinked slowly, and raised his eyes: "Huh? Are you asking me?"

Yi Wulan's tone was very imposing, but he closed his eyes and dared not look into Mu Yanxi's eyes: "It's getting late, you can go to sleep."

"That's it." The softness in Mu Yanxi's eyes deepened, and even his tone of voice seemed to have a little hook on purpose.

As soon as Yi Wulan heard Mu Yanxi's ending was prolonged, she had a bad feeling.

Sure enough, after Mu Yanxi finished the ending slowly, the hands that were hooking her neck moved down to Yi Wulan's back.

The warmth of the palm was transmitted through the thin pajamas, causing Yi Wulan's back to burn.

Yi Wulan opened his eyes suddenly, and looked at Mu Yanxi in astonishment.

"Since you want to go to bed early, why do you still throw yourself on me?" Mu Yanxi smiled gently, her voice was gentler than her movements:

"Could it be that if you are the president, if you just hug a woman and roll on the bed, isn't it considered a conspiracy?"