Ji Youyan's mind went blank for a moment, obviously ecstatic, but tears welled up inexplicably. Does she really have a chance to sing? In this life, do you want to give her back everything that she didn't have time to cherish in the previous life?

Jingxiu who lived up to it was like this, and so was the dream that was sold out?

How can she be, how can she be so favored by fate.

Ji Youyan pinched her thighs unbelievably, and once again confirmed with pain that she was not living in a dream.

It hurts so much, she laughed out loud, and answered Wei Yizhen in a hoarse voice solemnly and firmly: "I will. Sister Wei, make an appointment. As long as Director Gu is convenient, we will cooperate whenever possible."

Wei Yi really understood: "Okay, I see."

After hanging up the phone, Ji Youyan stood there for a while, and rushed out the door subconsciously, wanting to tell Jingxiu the good news.

She trotted to the restaurant, the restaurant was empty, and Jingxiu hadn't gotten up yet. She quickly turned back to the door of Jingxiu's room, raised her hand but hesitated.

Is it still early?

However, before she thought about it, Jingxiu's door opened automatically from the inside.

Jingxiu seems to have just finished washing, and the white skin care lotion on her forehead, nose, chin, and cheeks has not had time to spread, like a cute little cat.

She looked at Ji Youyan and asked lightly, "You move so much in the early morning?"

Ji Youyan long eyelashes and fanned lightly, and said gently, "I'm sorry, did I disturb you?"

Jingxiu didn't answer and played straight: "So, what's the matter?"

Ji Youyan was not frightened by her icy attitude, and said with a smile: "Director Gu called Sister Wei and asked me to audition, and there may be a chance to sing the episode."

Jingxiu was stunned for a while, and said officially without any emotion, "That's good, congratulations."

"Axiu, thank you. Without you, I would never have had this opportunity." Ji Youyan thanked him sincerely.

"He thought about it for so long before looking for you, it means that you are really suitable and have nothing to do with me." Jingxiu frowned and said indifferently. "Besides, it's just an audition."

The implication is that if you don't have the skills, you can't win it.

But when she first heard the news, the joy in her expression that could not be concealed was captured by Ji Youyan.

Ji Youyan's heart softened, but she just felt that Jingxiu at the moment looked like a very cold and arrogant cat, which made people want to brush a hair.

Maybe too much good news smashed Ji Yuyan's head and made her a little complacent. She couldn't help raising her hand, and with her long index finger, she lightly dipped the skin care lotion on the tip of Jingxiu's nose.

Jingxiu's red lips moved, and she stared at Ji Youyan calmly.

Seeing that she didn't resist, Ji Youyan bit her lip and pushed the skin care lotion up along the bridge of Jingxiu's tall nose.

The cold touch, following the movements of Ji Yuyan's fingertips, ironed the bridge of her nose all the way. Jingxiu saw that his heartbeat was beating rapidly.

"Don't you like that painting?" Ji Youyan asked in a low voice.

Jingxiu stared into Ji Youyan's tender eyes and remained silent.

"Why only give me the encouragement award?" Ji Youyan's voice was a little coquettish. Satisfied, she wiped Jingxiu's nose, and tentatively placed her fingertips on Jingxiu's chin.

Jingxiu couldn't help licking his lips.

Ji Youyan's eyes became hot, and his fingers were about to move, slowly moving up...

"Then what kind of award do you think it should be?" Jingxiu finally took a small step back with gritted teeth.

Ji Youyan's fingertips were missing, and he reluctantly curled up into a fist and fell down.

Jingxiu turned around rationally, and Gu Zi walked towards the glass room.

Ji Youyan carefully opened the door that Jingxiu had not closed, and stepped into Jingxiu's bedroom. Jingxiu watched in the mirror between the glass and did not stop her.

Ji Youyan leaned against the glass between the glasses and watched Jingxiu apply skin care products calmly. The morning light, through the glass window, hit Jingxiu's still messy bed, and plated on Jingxiu's slender figure, Ji Youyan felt a sense of satisfaction from the quiet time in a trance.

She hadn't seen such a scene for many years.

"I think...it should be the special prize." Ji Youyan also knew that he was a little shameless, and said very quietly.

Special people, shouldn't they be special prizes?

Jingxiu rubbed his face for a moment, then looked at Ji Youyan in the mirror, and the corners of his lips had a faint arc looming.

After a while, she walked out of the glass room and answered Ji Youyan while walking to the wardrobe: "Illusion."

Incentive awards are the most appropriate.

Ji Yuyan's eyes moved with Jingxiu's figure. When Yu Guang swept across the head of the bed, he paused.

The notebook under the bedside lamp was the one she confiscated by Jingxiu on the plane, right? Just as she was about to snicker, she saw a plastic medicine bottle next to her notebook.

ibuprofen?

Ji Yuyan's smile froze. Antipyretic pain relievers? Jingxiu has a fever? Or, dysmenorrhea?

Her hidden distressed eyes fell on Jingxiu. Jingxiu didn't notice, she took out the clothes she was going to wear today from the closet, turned around and said ruthlessly, "I'm going to change." The meaning of chasing guests is self-evident.

Ji Youyan naturally walked into the glass room to help Jingxiu pull the curtain, and then quickly glanced at the trash can. After pulling the curtain, she said with interest: "Okay, I should go back and change my clothes too."

She turned around to go out, politely helped Jingxiu close the door, and then leaned on the door in a trance.

The trash can has a lid, and she didn't see anything! Ji Yuyan couldn't help laughing and crying.

But after being together for so long, she can be sure that Jingxiu does not suffer from dysmenorrhea. Even if she occasionally feels uncomfortable, she is so afraid of taking medicine that she would rather endure it than choose to take medicine.

In the past two days, she hadn't heard of, let alone seen, that Jingxiu had a cold or fever.

A Xiu, who is so afraid of taking medicine, how can he keep a can of painkillers on the bedside? Ji Youyan was flustered in her heart.

"Mr. Ji, why are you standing here?" As soon as Yao Xiao entered the door, he saw Ji You's reluctance to leave and asked with concern.