Gu Xiaoai found that he really did not meet a few private life of men, even her cousin.

"Don't touch me with your hormonal excess body!" Gu Xiaoai said coldly and pushed away Ye Jiahe unhappily.

"Cousin! You are discriminating against my normal love

"Normal? Is that her plastic surgery? I don't think she looks the same as the foreign girl three days ago. " Gu Xiaoai said sarcastically.

"Cousin, I'm in love, but the love cycle is a little short." Ye Jiahe went to her and sat down, smiling at her without face and skin, revealing a row of white teeth.

"Don't speak so shamelessly. If my aunt knows that you live such a rotten life beside me, she can kill me."

Gu Xiaoai sat down with a headache.

Two years ago, when she became famous, her uncle took the initiative to contact her studio, and her cousin Ye Jiahe was always with her.

"We don't have to tell her. You're the best."

Ye Jiahe blinked at her. He was very naughty. He picked up the words written in front of her like wild grass, and his handsome brow could not help frowning. "Elder sister, look at your words, how can you get rid of your psychological obstacles..."

My cousin is a psychologist.

In the past four years, she had to rely on a psychologist to stabilize her mood. Since her cousin came to her side, she saw only one doctor.

……

If she can get rid of the mental disorder, she won't have to see a psychologist all the time.

Gu Xiaoai dropped his eyes, "my words are very bad?"

"Cousin, I really don't understand. Now you are a famous director at home and abroad. You have survived the storm... But..." Ye Jiahe put the calligraphy paper on the table and asked, "sister, how deep is your heart knot?"

How deep?

Deep, deep.

Take root in her heart, grow up like a tree, can't get rid of, can't cut off

Gu Xiaoai pursed her lips. When she raised her eyes, she was discontented. "It's you, the psychologist, who have poor skills and can't cure me now."

"The doctor also needs to cooperate with the patient. Have you heard what I said?" Ye Jiahe was a little excited. He bent his fingers and said, "there are nine words in your heart: Li Jue Feng, Li Jue Feng, or Li Jue Feng..."

In my cousin's heart, apart from Li Jue Feng or Li Jue Feng, can psychotherapy work for her?

“……”

Li Jue Feng.

Gu Xiaoai's heart seems to have been pricked by a needle, so painful that she can hardly sit still.

After four years, it seems that everything has changed, but my heart still hurts when I hear the name

"Well, I have nothing to say to a patient like you. Qin, Qi, calligraphy and painting are the quintessence of our Chinese nation. Just try it out. " Ye Jiahe pretended to be old and shook his head.

"What's the use of you as a psychologist?"

Piano, chess, calligraphy and painting... It's really a good way to open up the mind and stabilize the mood, but only in this way, what psychiatrist does she see?

"Listen to you." Ye Jiahe rightfully said, touching the mouse to open the web page, exclaimed, "Wow, sister, you have a strong voice to win the best director award on the Internet."

"You're on the domestic network."

Gu Xiaoai doesn't have to think about it.

In foreign countries, it's a miracle that Chinese films are even shortlisted. Foreigners won't give Chinese people much affirmation, and she doesn't hold any hope of winning prizes.