CH 46

"If I ask you... will you be angry?"

Cheng Suran closed her eyes, curled up like a kitten, sniffed the familiar fragrance on her body, felt her gentle caress, and couldn't help but want to act like a baby before the scar on her heart healed.

The kiss that fell densely on her ear paused for a moment, and then she heard Jiang Yu say in a tone full of tender, "No."

The person in her arms murmured, obediently and still.

"Ask sister, what do you want to know?" She pecked the girl's small earlobe.

Her lips touched the soft temperature, and along the contours, there were fine hairs, and the hot blood flowing through the thin skin, and flames ignited everywhere they went.

Cheng Suran was kissed all over that her whole body went limp, she opened her eyes, a little dazed.

She wants to know what kind of girl her sister likes, why such a good person as Yanyan became her ex, compared to her being inferior everywhere, is there no hope at all...

Too many, one problem after another, are all mines buried on this road.

So she can't ask.

She learned to behave.

"Huh?" Jiang Yu lowered her head, her lips caught the soft tip of the peach.

Cheng Suran shuddered and gave a low voice, unable to bear the stimulation for a moment, she hummed with difficulty: "Wait, I'll ask my sister when I think about it."

The moist peach tip slowly stood up.

She doesn't know if it was an illusion, but Jiang Yu felt her caution and precaution, and felt a little regretful, but soon she forgot it because of the tempting sweetness in her mouth, and left it behind.

She is deeply infatuated with the taste of this little friend.

The boundless night is a hotbed of desire, burning wildfire wantonly, devouring the two of them bit by bit...

That night Jiang Yu had a good night's sleep with Cheng Suran in her arms.

….

When she woke up in the morning, there was no one around her.

Cheng Suran got up from the bed, stretched out her hand, and touched the space beside her. It was already cold, but there was still the familiar fragrance of iris in the air.

She hugged her knees and sat on the bed, dazed.

A little lost. When she woke up in the morning, she thought she saw her sister when she opened her eyes. Like in a dream, waking up in her sister's arms. Her hair brushes her eyelids, and a soft kiss falls… In a daze, she thought of the two faces of that person last night.  Cold and ruthless, then gentle like spring breeze water. She can't help but feel sour and sweet at the same time, which is very contradictory.

She is really cheap.

But there is no way.

Cheng Suran sighed, got out of bed and put on her slippers, she caught a glimpse of a gray bank card on the bedside table, she picked it up and looked at it, it seemed to be a credit card.

"Jiang" is written in the signature column on the back.

"!"

She was startled, grabbed her phone and clicked into WeChat, and there was indeed a message from her sister.

[Use the card at the bedside, the password is 827930, and the limit is 200,000, you can buy anything you want, you don't have to ask me.]

[If you don't spend a penny, you will be spanked.]

There is also a transfer of 30,000 yuan.

[Pocket money.]

The message was sent twenty minutes ago.

Yesterday she turned over the 50,000 yuan but Jiang Yu didn't accept it. She quietly stayed in the message and waited for it to be returned after 24 hours.

Cheng Suran silently looked at the words, the soft bubble in her heart was ruthlessly punctured.

She knew that the relationship between her and her sister was not pure, but her feelings were pure. The money seemed to tell her clearly that her obedience and caution were all in exchange for pleasure.

Is this the way sister apologizes and comforts me?

Cheng Suran's nose turned sour, and she typed slowly to reply: [Thank you sister for your kindness]

Before she finished typing, she accidentally sent it out, and then she typed the following words "but I don't need it...", before sending it, Jiang Yu's next message came over.

Sister: [Kids must be obedient.]

She saw through exactly what she was trying to say.

Cheng Suran's fingers froze. At that moment, she felt that she didn't know what to do, so she laughed at herself, deleted the text, and accepted the transfer and credit card.

Wake up, wash up, eat breakfast, and get ready to go to class.

Tian Lin came in suddenly.

She had a card, swiped open the door directly, and carried two large bags in her hands, followed by Xiao Zhou and four or five waiters, pulling a large trolley with several suitcases stacked on it.

"Ms. Cheng, good morning." She and Cheng Suran faced each other, nodded with a smile, and then directed the others to move things into the master bedroom.

One by one, it is very busy.

Cheng Suran stared at them in a daze, guessing that it might be related to her sister. She wanted to go up to ask, but thought of the misunderstanding with Assistant Tian before, she was too embarrassed to ask.

After moving the things, the waiter withdrew, Xiao Zhou stayed in the room to tidy up, Tian Lin sent a message to Jiang Yu as she walked out, she looked up and saw Cheng Suran.

The girl's face was full of curiosity, and the way she wanted to ask but didn't dare to ask looked really funny.

"Assistant Tian..."

"These are Ms. Jiang's things, clothes and daily necessities. Because of work needs, she plans to live here for a long time, so she asked me to bring some luggage over." Tian Lin smiled and explained to her.

Cheng Suran murmured and repeated: "Long stay?"

"Mm."

"That is to say, sister will come back every night?"

"Yes."

Cheng Suran opened her eyes wide, and the corners of her lips couldn't help but rise up, and the two small pear dimples opened up a pleasant and sweet arc.

Is this an official cohabitation?

She couldn't hide the ecstasy in her heart at all, pink bubbles popped up all over her head.

Tian Lin looked at her and sighed secretly.

Another doomed tragedy.

"Ms. Cheng, I misunderstood you last time, I'm sorry." Tian Lin pulled back her thoughts and said seriously.

Cheng Suran also came back to her senses, was stunned for a moment, and shook her head, flattered, "It's okay, I'm also responsible... Well, I think the injury on sister's head is already healed, and the commercial to be shot..."

Subconsciously, she was a little afraid of Assistant Tian, ​​and she couldn't explain why, but now the other party suddenly apologized, which made her a little helpless, even more uncomfortable than when she was with Jiang Yu at first.

Tian Lin still smiled, and said gently: "I have discussed with the brand to adjust the time. In these two days, she has some other work, so she will be busy."

"Oh…"

….

The "cohabitation" life is not full of pink bubbles in Cheng Suran's imagination.

Jiang Yu came back very late every day, sometimes at 9:30, sometimes after 10 o'clock, always looking very tired between her brows. When she came back, she took a shower, hugged Cheng Suran to sleep, and got up early the next day to leave.

As the meeting was approaching, Cheng Suran was busy looking up information for the past two days. While learning about the industry and the background of the meeting, she was reviewing and preparing for the next month's exam. She attended classes during the day and held books at night. She originally go to bed late, but in order to match Jiang Yu's schedule, she had to go to bed earlier.

Because--

Her sister said, "It's very comfortable to sleep with you in my arms."

She was happy with this sentence for a long time.

The two of them seldom communicated, and the only time they could talk was a few minutes before going to bed, and it was just a few casual conversations about daily life, and they couldn't go deep. At first, Cheng Suran wanted to ask Jiang Yu about the fashion industry, but seeing that she was so tired every day and fell asleep, she couldn't bear to bother her. She is easily satisfied, and feels that this is very good now, and she has learned to behave well, knowing that the benefactor will not be interested in the private affairs of the little lover.

Gradually, she seemed to have found a balance point between her and Jiang Yu...

Blink to Friday.

After class in the morning, Cheng Suran and a few other students majoring in Italian got on the bus at the gate of the school and headed to Yalan Hotel.

This hotel is one of the business cards of Jiangcheng. It is located on the east bank of the Binjiang River, across the river from the majestic TV Tower on the west bank. The bustling downtown pedestrian street is at the door. Many large-scale cultural activities and international conferences have been held there. It is said that the cheapest room for one night starts at four figures.

It was only when they arrived at the hotel that they found out that in addition to the exchange meeting this afternoon, there was also a celebration for the 20th anniversary of a certain fashion magazine.

The security at the scene was strict and orderly, and the long red carpet was spread to the gate, because the event hadn't started yet, and the hall was empty. Cheng Suran and the others followed the senior sister into the meeting room upstairs of the hotel.

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The whole building is a closed-loop structure. Standing on the corridor upstairs, they can see the whole lower floor, red carpet, posters, sign-in wall, and busy staff.

The senior sister and her colleagues took everyone to the cafeteria for lunch, this meal was free, Cheng Suran took this opportunity to chat with her a few more words.

"If some of you want to develop in the direction of simultaneous interpretation, you can start researching and preparing for translation training now, because some things require skills and have nothing to do with simply learning languages, such as note taking, shorthand characters, etc..."

"We must seize the opportunity to go abroad for exchange in the third and fourth grades. If you have the conditions and ability, it is best to study a master's degree and choose a major that is different from the undergraduate. If you don't want to take this path by then, there is still room."

"Simultaneous interpretation and consecutive interpretation are not more difficult. In terms of skills, simultaneous interpretation is difficult, and in terms of work intensity, consecutive interpretation is difficult. When you first enter the industry, you usually start with consecutive interpretations..."

After this trip, Cheng Suran wanted to see the world, get in touch with different people, and make plans for her future. Seeing that she would graduate in two years, she inevitably felt anxious.

She is going to study abroad.

But she has no money, and she is not fully sure that she can get a full scholarship. Whether to continue studying or graduate to work has become a question that she must think clearly in a short time.

After chatting over a meal, they talked about the matter at hand.

The grand ceremony downstairs is related to the exchange meeting upstairs, and some of the attendees overlap, first downstairs and then upstairs. The grand ceremony invites all celebrities who have appeared on the cover and inside pages of the magazine since its inception, and most of the attendees are industry-related practitioners, such as designers, magazine editors, fashion buyers, etc.

The part-time task of Cheng Suran and the others is to receive foreign guests and accompany them. They are mainly from France, Italy and the United States. Some people have no problem communicating in English, while others have difficulty. Having an interpreter by their side is double insurance.

It was still early in the meeting, everyone had a rest after dinner, and was free to move around in the corridor.

At two o'clock, the grand ceremony downstairs began.

A long red carpet leads to the background wall with huge posters. Both sides are crowded with various media carrying long and short range cameras. The hostesses are standing quietly with trays. The scene is grand.

Cheng Suran looked around curiously, and her eyes fell on the entrance.

Will any of them look familiar to her?

Why?

She didn't know the first few, so she decided to just watch the fun.

Celebrities walked past the red carpet one after another. Ladies wore dresses of different styles, while men wore suits. All of them were radiant, and the flashing lights continued like dense stars.

"Ahhh my brother!"

"So handsome, so handsome, my God, I'm dying..."

"I didn't expect to have a part-time job to make money and see my brother up close. This kind of benefit is too good, hahahaha!"

A girl majoring in Italian next to her exclaimed excitedly.

Cheng Suran seems to be suffering from prosopagnosia, seeing who she doesn't know, she lost interest for a while, and just about to turn around when she caught a glimpse of a familiar figure at the entrance from the corner of her eye...