CH 27

Ruan Jinghong's hand was held by Wen Jin, and she touched the wet softness through the fabric of the swimsuit. She couldn't help her fingers from trembling, and wanted to retract her hand, but she felt like she was trapped.

"Teacher Wen, I'm dizzy." Ruan Jinghong leaned her back against the pool wall, feeling a wave of hot air rushing up her head, squeezing all the oxygen out of her brain in an instant.

Wen Jin stood in front of her, among the mist, with a blurred and somewhat anxious look.

"Don't move, raise your head!" Wen Jin suddenly withdrew the hand that was holding Ruan Jinghong, and instead supported the back of her head with both hands, lifting her head up.

"What's the matter?" Ruan Jinghong opened her mouth nervously, but she felt a liquid flowing into her mouth, with a slightly fishy taste.

Ruan Jinghong raised her hand to wipe it, and a bright red appeared in front of her eyes.

She actually had a nosebleed!

Ruan Jinghong's nosebleed came fiercely and urgently. In an instant, the half of her face below the nose was stained red. At first glance, she looked like she had been seriously injured.

Ruan Jinghong, who seldom had nosebleeds since childhood, looked at the blood on her hand and was so scared that she was about to cry, "Teacher Wen, am I going to die soon?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?!" Wen Jin was no longer in the mood to tease at this moment, she supported Ruan Jinghong's back with one hand, hooked her leg with the other, and carried her out of the hot spring pool, and laid her flat on a small couch for her to rest.

At this moment, Ruan Jinghong was still immersed in the fear of losing a lot of blood. She lay obediently on the couch like a quail, afraid to move, only her trembling long lashes betrayed her nervousness.

Seeing her like this, Wen Jin felt distressed and amused at the same time, took a towel, washed it with clean water and wring it dry, and pressed it under her nose to absorb the blood.

The water in the basin on the side was cold, and after changing the towel several times Wen Jin finally stopped Ruan Jinghong's menacing nosebleed.

"Okay, it's alright ." Wen Jin looked at Ruan Jinghong who was "stiff as a corpse" with her eyes tightly closed, and comforted her softly.

It's alright?

Ruan Jinghong nervously stretched out her hand to touch the wings of her nose, and sure enough no new blood came out, so she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

She opened her eyes and looked at Wen Jin, who had been busy beside her, and belatedly began to feel embarrassed.

"Teacher Wen, I just caused you trouble. I may have not gotten used to the environment when I came here."

"You don't need to be so polite." Wen Jin sighed slightly, "This is originally my fault."

It's my poor physique and am not accustomed to the local environment. How can I blame Teacher Wen?

Ruan Jinghong hurriedly stood up and wanted to refute, but Wen Jing pushed her back onto the couch with one hand.

"Your nosebleed has just stopped, lie down for a while."

Ruan Jinghong laid back on the couch obediently, following Wen Jin's back as she walked back and forth on the cobblestones out of the corner of her eye.

Wen Jin was only wearing a black lace swimsuit at this time. The properly cut fabric outlined the graceful curves that belonged only to mature women. In places where the fabric couldn't cover, there were vast expanses of snow-white.

The warm light in the room seems to have coated it with a hazy filter, adding an inexplicable ambiguity to the visual impact of black and white.

That said, Teacher Wen's swimsuit is so beautiful and sexy.

Ruan Jinghong was about to take another look at the style of the swimsuit, but felt a slight itching on the tip of her nose, so she quickly put her head down, and focused on calming down.

Wen Jin took a bath towel to the side of the couch where Ruan Jinghong was lying, and wiped off the water drops on her body.

"It's chilly at night, don't catch a cold."

Ruan Jinghong didn't have the nerve to ask Wen Jin to serve her again. She wanted to say that she could do it by herself, but as soon as she turned her head, Wen Jin held her down with one hand.

"Still moving around, do you think your nosebleed hasn't flowed enough?"

Ruan Jinghong was hit where it hurts, and then succumbed obediently to a ball.

Wen Jin didn't stop moving her hands, and the corners of her mouth slightly curled up: The little goon got bluffed.

After Wen Jin wiped Ruan Jinghong's body, she put another clean towel on her body.

"Looking at your appearance, you are not blessed to enjoy this hot spring bath. Go back."

Finally, she survived the catastrophe.

At eleven o'clock at night, after taking a shower, Ruan Jinghong laid on the only double bed in the room, her mind still a little confused. In just one day, she felt that she had experienced a lot.

Wen Jin was still taking a bath in the bathroom at this time, staying in her position, Ruan Jinghong could still hear the sound of dripping water.

When she first debuted, she also shared a dormitory with other female artists in the same company, but at that time they all lived in twin rooms. This is the first time she has shared the bed with someone other than her blood relatives like this since she was a child.

Ruan Jinghong's body was very tired, but her nerves were inexplicably hyperactive. It was clearly time for her to sleep, but she couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

How about a little sheep counting?

One sheep, two sheep, three sheep... sixty-seven sheep.

Ruan Jinghong, who had her eyes closed, suddenly felt the bed beside her sink. It turned out that Wen Jin sat on the bed at some point.

At this time, Wen Jin was wearing silver-gray silk pajamas, with a somewhat lazy and casual look. Her slightly damp long hair was not restrained in any way this time, and it was placed on her shoulders docilely.

Wen Jin held a hair dryer in her hand, and looked at Ruan Jinghong who opened her eyes and peeked at her.

"The socket in the bathroom is a bit damp, do you mind if I blow my hair here?"

Ruan Jinghong, who was lying on the bed, quickly shook her head.

Wen Jin turned on the hair dryer, which was set in middle range. She held the hair dryer in one hand to send air to the ends of her hair, and made a comb with the other hand to shuffle through the long hair.

Ruan Jinghong leaned her head on the pillow, with the whistling wind in her ears, and an unfamiliar body fragrance mixed with shower gel and shampoo in her nostrils.

Obviously, she also used the shower gel and shampoo provided in the room just now, but she didn't think this fragrance was so bewitching before.

Ruan Jinghong buried half of her face in the pillow, and her small nose shrugged slightly.

Although Wen Jin was drying her hair, her eyes were always on the little one on the bed. Seeing Ruan Jinghong like this at this moment, she expressed concern.

"Is your nose itchy? Do you think your nose is about to bleed again?

"No no." Ruan Jinghong hurriedly replied, how could she say that it was because the aroma from Wen Jin blowing her hair was so pleasant, she always felt that shenis being so strange now.

Wen Jin stared at Ruan Jinghong's face carefully for a moment, until she saw that the little thing his her whole face under the quilt uncomfortably, she then put down the hair dryer with a smile, and lay half of her body on the quilt.

"Are you trying to suffocate yourself by covering yourself like that?"

Ruan Jinghong's face was covered with a satin quilt, she thought that everything would be fine if she covered her face like an ostrich.

Unexpectedly, a certain person would not let her get what she wants. Not only would she lie on the quilt and make bewitching noises, but she would also pull her quilt.

Ruan Jinghong's strength was no match for Wen Jin's, and the quilt was lifted in two or three strokes. With a small face flushed with suffocation, she said in a muffled voice, "Teacher Wen..."

Wen Jin looked at Ruan Jinghong's pitiful look, and suddenly felt the desire to tease, she responded with a smile.

"Hey, Teacher Wen is here, and Teacher Wen doesn't want you to suffocate yourself to death. Otherwise, the headline of tomorrow's entertainment section will be: A popular female star participated in a vacation variety show and died suddenly in a foreign country. The reason behind it is shocking."

"Pfft!"

Ruan Jinghong didn't expect that Wen Jin, who always had a sullen face, would have such humor, so she couldn't help laughing out loud.

She only laughed once, then stopped it quickly, and said softly, "I'm not a popular actress."

Is the point of this headline is whether you are popular or not? That's quite a focus for your little brain.

Wen Jin shook her head dotingly, stretched out her hand to rub Ruan Jinghong's fluffy head, which felt really good.

"I believe that Ruanruan will definitely become the most popular female star in the future."

Ruanruan…

Since she became an adult, no one has ever called her that.

Ruan Jinghong's ears turned red.

Because of this wave of gags, the tense emotions in Ruan Jinghong's mind suddenly eased a lot.

After feeling Wen Jin lying beside her, not only was she not as nervous as she imagined, but she seemed to be relieved, feeling a lot at ease for no reason.

In fact, the size of this bed is spacious enough, even if two people lie down together, there is enough space in between.

Ruan Jinghong and Wen Jin were covered with the same bright red quilt, and they didn't need to count sheep anymore, and fell asleep so easily.

Wen Jin lay on the other side of the bed, and turned the light of the bedside lamp to the dimmest. She looked at the little thing lying on one side, breathing evenly, her eyes were full of doting and joy.

This variety show recording is a little different from what she thought beforehand, but it seems to be even more wonderful.

They had a good night's sleep.

Wen Jin had a light sleep and woke up at six o'clock in the morning. Unlike a certain little lazy pig at the side, in a foreign country, who isn't picky with bed at all.

Seeing that it was still early, Wen Jin quietly went to the bathroom to wash up, changed into sportswear, and was about to go out for a morning run.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the door was opened, she saw Xiao Chen and Xiao Yang squatting at the door with cameras on their shoulders.

Wen Jin saw those two people and immediately guessed their motive, she glanced at the "6:21" displayed on her phone and frowned slightly, "Wen Duo Duo asked you to come over so early to shoot?"

Seeing that it was Wen Jin who opened the door, Xiao Chen couldn't help but feel a little nervous, and apologized with a smile: "Well, Director Wen said that she needs to shoot some footage of the guests getting up on the first day, so that they can be edited into the leading film. We won't disturb you guys."

If I say you will, would you guys stop filming?

Wen Jin glanced over the two cameras, and said softly, "Come in, you can shoot at the door. Ruanruan is still sleeping, I'll wake her up."

Ruanruan, are they already this close? It turns out that the rumors posted on the Internet before are all true.

Xiao Chen and Xiao Yang looked at each other when they heard the words, and they both saw each other's tacit understanding in each other's eyes.

Wen Jin returned to the bed, pulled off the quilt covering half of Ruan Jinghong's face, reached out and patted the red face, and said softly: "Wake up, the sun is on your butt."

"Uh...um..." Ruan Jinghong felt the quilt on her face being torn away, and a sliver of light entered her eyelids, so she subconsciously turned over and buried her head in the pillow.

The program of the variety show said that the recording will start at 8 o'clock in the morning, and she set an alarm clock for herself at 7 o'clock, but the alarm clock didn't go off, and neither did her biological clock.

Wen Jin patted her left shoulder, and she rolled to the right; Wen Jin patted her right shoulder, and she rolled to the left. After several rounds like this, she insisted on wrapping herself like a silkworm baby.

She's actually a little lazy pig who likes to stay in bed.

Wen Jin smiled, got wicked, and stretched out her hand to pinch Ruan Jinghong's tender little face.

After pinching, the little lazy pig gave two dissatisfied "humphs".

How can you not wake up after all this?

Wen Jin had no choice but to grab the two ends of the quilt and lift the little lazy pig wrapped up like a silkworm baby from the bed, including the person and the quilt.

Ruan Jinghong, who was forcibly disturbed from her dream, was very upset, and muttered vaguely: "So annoying."

She reluctantly opened her eyes, she didn't know if she wouldn't look, and she was startled when she saw her, "Wen, Teacher Wen?"