nymous with "vase" in this circle.Gao Ge stood facing the mirror, removing her makeup and shaking her head. She thought to herself, "What's wrong with vases They are beautiful and pleasing to the eye...."Little Song, I just saw Mr. Mu with someone enter a room at our hotel. They looked, really intimate..."

As soon as Gao Ge got off the plane, he received a call. On the other end of the line, Bai Xiaoran spoke cautiously, with a hint of probing in her voice.

Gao Ge chuckled after taking a swig of his drink, tilting his head downwards. "I just got off the phone with him a few seconds ago, he said he was in a meeting. You must have mistaken it."

"That's true!"

Bai Xiaoran was a little anxious, "I'll send you the photos."

After hanging up the phone, Bai Xiaoran sent Gao Ge several photos on WeChat within seconds. The photos were very clear, showing a man and another man with their shoulders touching, walking towards a guest room. Gao Ge took only one glance and was sure that the man in the photo was Mu Yunze.

My breath caught. Just a second ago, I was wondering if he'd like the gift I had brought, and the next, a bucket of ice water completely woke me up. How ridiculous.

His fingers slowly clenched his phone, his expression was very faint, completely unreadable, until Fang Tang's voice came, "Let's go."

Gao Ge raised his head, his vision blurred for a moment before he could clearly see the face.

Sugar's manager is also a good friend of hers, a young and capable person.

"He said, holding up his umbrella and waving it down, 'The car is here.'"

Gao Ge came back to his senses, shoved his phone into his bag, picked up the gift in his bag, and walked to a nearby trash can, tossing it in with a flick of his wrist.

"Fang Tang stared for a second, gritting his teeth and cursing, 'That thing costs more than your salary! Are you crazy' "

Gao Ge let out a sigh, "I've been sick for three years now. Today I'm willing to spend some money, maybe tomorrow I'll be better."

Fāng Táng Hú looked at the two of them suspiciously and said, "If you want to recover from your illness, break up with Mù Yún Zé."

Gao Ge smiled and said nothing.

For three years, I'm still hovering between the second and third tiers.

Actually, it's not that Gao Ge doesn't look good or lacks resources.

On the contrary, her appearance is very good and her acting skills are also commendable. The problem is that when she signed the contract with the company initially, she added a clause in the agreement stating that she would never film kissing scenes.

An actor who refuses kissing scenes, intimate scenes, and even pushes away all social engagements. To the public, she is pure and innocent, but in the eyes of her peers, that's just an act, a facade. Of course, some say there must be someone backing her up, otherwise it would be impossible to avoid these things while still remaining unscathed in this industry.

But that so-called sponsor was never seen by anyone, rumors spread in a confusing way, over time, people gradually forgot, and Gao Ge himself became synonymous with "vase" in this circle.

Gao Ge stood facing the mirror, removing her makeup and shaking her head. She thought to herself, "What's wrong with vases They are beautiful and pleasing to the eye."

As I opened the bathroom door, just about to step out, all the lights in the room suddenly went out.

I was startled and thought to myself, "Could it be a tripped circuit breaker" Thinking this, I groped my way in the dark to the switchboard.

The room was bare, with only the faintest hint of a breeze. It felt unsettlingly cold. Gao choked back a gasp and moved slowly towards the wall where a metal box sat. His fingers brushed its edge when suddenly, a forceful grip shot out from behind, clamping around his waist. He couldn't even scream before being lifted off his feet in an instant, tossed onto the bed with dizzying speed.

Then a shadow crept up, carrying the scent of faint mint mixed with cologne. It was oddly unsettling.

Wrapped in a towel, he was effortlessly removed of it, and immediately came back, going straight to the point.

He bit too hard, causing pain. Gaoge couldn't help but grab his hair and said softly, "Easy."

He paused for a second, then launched into an onslaught like a raging storm. Lost in the melody, he was swept away by...

A pause hung in the air, thick with a subtle sense of intimacy.

The bright moon crept through the gaps in the curtains, quietly descending and casting mottled shadows.

Looking down at the man beneath her, Gao Ge's heart skipped a beat. She leaned in and kissed him softly on the ear.

The man frowned, pushing his brow back imperceptibly.

Gao Ge obediently came down from him, pulled up the bed sheet to cover the lingering spring scene, one hand propped against her head, bending at the corner of her mouth, looking at the man's handsome cheek, her eyes swirling with emotion, a thousand thoughts.

A man's five senses are profound, each meticulously crafted to perfection. His sword-like eyebrows are thinly drawn and just right, resembling an ink wash painting. His high nose bridge is steep like a mountain range. His thin lips are slightly parted, with a subtle upward curve, pale yet alluring—a pair particularly suited for kissing.

His hair was a little long, without hair gel to fix it, falling messily across his forehead. Because he had his eyes closed, he looked more relaxed than usual. Only at this time could he be completely unreserved, staring at him openly and boldly.

Time flies, in the blink of an eye, it's been three years. I hooked my finger around his chin, lowered my eyelids, and gently pushed him.

"It's getting late, you should go now."an sent Gao Ge several photos on WeChat within seconds. The photos were very clear, showing a man and another man with their shoulders touching, walking towards a guest room. Gao Ge took only one glan...