Ye Changqing looked at Michelle's figure, but the beautiful woman in front of her didn't even look back, "I don't care. You lost my job and now I have no income. If you don't help me find a job, I don't know how long I'll stay in your office. Mr. Ye, you have to think clearly. I don't want any company now, even the group show. People won't let me play. Do you think your responsibility is great? I don't exaggerate, but I just want you to give it to me I'm just looking for a job. "

Michelle then turned her head, looked at Ye Changqing and continued, "if you can't even find a job, I'll stay in your office. I'll sleep here, eat here, and even have a party with my friends."

"In other words, you should take a bath here, change your clothes here, and even go to the bathroom here, right?" Ye Changqing looked slightly at Michelle, who showed a trace of reluctance in front of her, smiled and said, "so ah, work, I can help you find it, but you can't delay my work or disturb the rhythm of my work. Is that ok?"

Michelle blinked. While she was still weighing in her heart, she heard her voice crying on an empty stomach in a quiet environment.

"You're hungry."

Ye Changqing lowered his head and busied himself with the design draft in his hand. As long as he wanted the approaching delivery date of the design draft, he was under great pressure, and now Michelle added a little more to his pressure.

"I... I'm fine. Are you hungry?"

Michelle puffed her cheeks and blushed. Looking at Ye Changqing's eyes, she turned from looking straight into dodging. This man seems to have endless charm, but this charm has nothing to do with her.

Thinking of Pei Ge, the president's wife of Ji Ziming, Michelle felt a trace of unhappiness in her heart, but she didn't understand why she couldn't get up. Until she found Ye Changqing working hard with her head down, she knew that she was in love with this man.

It's really terrible. It turns out that love comes quickly. It turns out that love is around her. The light in her eyes is lit up in an instant. Ye Changqing, who is working hard, is concentrating on his work. It's precisely because of this that there are so many shining points on this man.

"Aren't you... Hungry?"

Michelle whispered, but she didn't get a reply. She had to sit on the sofa and look at the magazine on the tea table. She peeped at Ye Changqing's serious work. This man, in the time she didn't know, has become the only person she cares about now.

It doesn't matter if her career is blocked. No company is willing to want her, and it doesn't matter. As long as you can stay with Ye Changqing, know your feelings for him, know your whole life, and finally understand the meaning of heart beating for love, as long as these are enough.

That's what she means to stay with Ye Changqing now.

Maybe that person has not found her good, maybe that person will never find it, maybe that person can really hurt her for the person he loves, maybe that person is just someone else's person. But love, like a candle, once lit, has only two ways to wait for her, either burning to the end or being blown out in the middle.

Michelle has never been so excited for anyone, and there is still a woman in the heart of the man in front of her, a woman she can't reach. Her identity is so low. In her world, in addition to filming, negotiating with the director and adding lines, it seems that her life is simple and clear.

Such a noble person never existed in her world, nor did she beat her heart because of who. All these have become some necessary conditions for her to strive to become a film queen.

Maybe it doesn't matter if the man in front of him doesn't love her.

Michelle lies on the sofa and secretly looks at Ye Changqing. His slender eyebrows are very delicate, and the man's Adam's apple is very sexual I.

Even the knuckles on the hand of the painter, in this quiet and quiet space, are faintly haunted by an ambiguous I atmosphere. The outline of the side face looks like a sculpture, a handsome thing.

Michelle smiled at the corners of her lips and finally couldn't resist her sleepiness. Her eyes closed slightly and she fell asleep on the sofa.

When ye Changqing scrapped the 20th or so design draft, she looked up and saw Michelle lying on the sofa with a gentle face and a fine snoring sound. The light was still so dazzling, the night outside the window was deeper, and the tenderness of the corners of the eyes of the people lying on the sofa was still so familiar.

She is so beautiful and exquisite that she is so lovely when she falls asleep.

Ye Changqing smiled in her heart, and her eyes looked at Michelle's sleeping appearance, which was even more a burst of joy. He didn't know where the smile from the bottom of her heart came from. He only knew that at this moment, the girl's sleeping appearance was deeply imprinted in her heart, and there was only this peaceful, as if she had no struggle with the world. But her heart is extremely eager for freedom. In her inner world, the word "I want to succeed" must be written.

When ye Changqing thought of seeing Michelle for the first time, in such a noisy environment, only she was like an incompatible little peacock. While trying to fight for her role, she wanted to keep her dignity. She was really ambiguous and helpless.

If she can succeed, she must have sacrificed all the beliefs she once believed in.

Living is the most important thing.

Sleeping Michelle doesn't know that ye Changqing is squatting next to her at the moment, looking at her sleeping face, and thinking about her future work. She doesn't know whether Michelle feels something in her heart or the darkness hanging from ye Changqing makes her feel something. She sees Michelle turn over, face towards the sofa, back towards Ye Changqing and fall into deep sleep again.

She hasn't had such a good sleep for a long time. She thought that she had paid much more for a small role than this role. At the moment, she seems to be very familiar with everything in Ye Changqing's office. It seems that someone has covered her with a quilt and tucked her in at the corner. Everything is so familiar with familiar movements and feelings.

Ye Changqing watched Michelle turn her back, took a thin blanket from the drawer under her desk and covered her with light hands and feet.

The girl has a poor sense of security, and her sleeping posture is unstable. She curls up and lies straight, unwilling to cover the quilt.

One night, ye Changqing was tortured by Michelle. It turned out that there were people who slept irregularly. I didn't expect that the image of the girl during the day was more deceptive than that at night.