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Jiang Xing kissed her: "I'm going to wash up."
He went to the bathroom.
Hong Duanduan threw himself on the bed and rolled back and forth twice. His mood at this time can be summed up in one sentence: ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh- basis basis- basis sell-baby recover sell carbabob rolls back and forth!
Calm and calm.
She took a deep breath, then another deep breath, and after the temperature on her face cooled down, she took out the script and read it.
Today is also a day to practice professionalism.
She took a rather technical photo of the script. She could vaguely see the red and green notes, but could not see the content clearly, and then posted it on Weibo. . .
Hong Duanduanv: Good night
There are a few fans in the front row, and of course there are also some negative fans.
Glutinous rice dumplings: [Look at me, baby~]
¡°My crotch feels so cold without long johns: [She¡¯s here, she¡¯s here, she¡¯s here again with her eye-catching acting skills]
The Gu Group is a Fortune 500 company: [aaaaaa Female Goose, I love you! ! ! ¡¿
These cp fans.
The flowers of the widow¡¯s house in the village are climbing up the wall: [Red Star CP Rushing Duck]
Shangguan Tiezhu 114: [@½ÐËv come on, your wife has posted on Weibo]
Zhou Qingqing¡¯s ancestor Wu Xixi: [Hong Duanduan, a career-oriented female artist, and Jiang Xing, a top actor with a love brain, I actually bumped into each other]
These are Jiang Xing¡¯s fans.
Packed up a bag of cuteness and went to the street: [Ask every day: When did you break up with Jiang Xing? ¡¿
If I don¡¯t sleep, I will wake up: [Think carefully about your acting skills, and don¡¯t embarrass Jiang Xing again]
The heartbroken old mother: [I¡¯m showing off alone, why don¡¯t you reply? @ Hongduanduanv¡¿
There is also an emoticon package below with Jiang Xing as the background image: [I am the one who post it backwards, so humble]
After seeing the message from this "broken old mother", Hong Duanduan went to Jiang Xing and left a message: [Smile] [Smile] [Smile]
The heartbroken old mother: ""
After Jiang Xing washed up and came out of the bathroom, Hong Duanduan had already put down his phone and was reading the script.
His hair was washed and blow-dried for about eight minutes, and his bangs covered his forehead, making him look a little harmless.
There is only one bed in the room.
He walked to the bed, threw the dry towel hanging around his neck on the table, and glanced at the script in her hand. He had read this script, and when Hong Duanduan first took on the role, he read it for her.
It¡¯s just an idol drama, adapted from a novel, and the plot is hard to describe in one sentence.
He sat down: "You don't understand red?"
Hong Duanduan said: "Green."
He looked at the page full of green: ""
She held the pen and drew another green line on the script.
"Why don't you understand here?"
"Why is the heroine crying?"
Hong Duanduan doesn¡¯t understand the screenwriter¡¯s brain circuit and has no way of empathizing with him.
Jiang Xing tried to bring her into the play: "Because I am very disappointed with the male protagonist."
"Then there's no need to cry."
"The male protagonist betrayed her."
Hong Duanduan¡¯s thinking: ¡°Then break up.¡±
"The heroine still loves him very much."
Still thinking like Hong Duanduan: "Why should you love a scumbag?"
She felt that there was something wrong with the heroine¡¯s brain.
She is too immersed in her own views. For an actor, having too personal feelings can sometimes restrict the way she performs.
And this script
It¡¯s quite stupid, so stupid that even Jiang Xing is a little helpless. The script has no depth, so he can only talk superficially: ¡°Because the scumbag saved her when he was a child.¡±
"What if it was a dog that saved her?"
Jiang Xing: ""
"Can't we treat her as a dog that saved her?"
Jiang Xing is gradually becoming more and more popular: "The screenwriter won't let me do it."
Hong Duanduan complained angrily: "The screenwriter just wrote it randomly."
Jiang Xing was completely changed: "Well, there's something wrong with her brain."
"Why should I accept this kind of script?"
Jiang Xing answered her words cooperatively: "Why?"
She thought for a while: ¡°To make money, I buy a bag.¡±
She had a childish and chubby face. Jiang Xingshou couldn't hold it back and poked a soft spot on her face: "Then stop acting. I'll make money to buy it for you."
She threw away the script: "Then ILet's sleep. "It sounds a bit timid, but she is a pure fairy," I didn't mean that. "
Jiang Xing hummed, then suddenly leaned over, picked her up, and placed her on the inside of the bed. Then he turned off the light, lifted the quilt, and lay on the outside.
There is a distance between the two.
Hong Duanduan opened his eyes and looked at the top of the wall. The curtains had not come, and the neon lights in the city had not yet ended.
She looked at the top of the wall for a while, then moved towards her little by little.
She came here on her own.
Jiang Xing originally wanted to be more gentlemanly, but he stretched out his hand and took her into his arms, and then
Then no.
His body was very hot. Hong Duan leaned his face against his chest and could vaguely hear his erratic heartbeat.
"Jiang Xing."
"Um?"
Jiang Xing¡¯s hug was a little tight, and Hong Duanduan moved back.
Her calf touched his waist.
"Don't move."
His voice was right next to her ear, mixed with the sound of chaotic breathing.
Hong Duanduan stopped moving, like a piece of wood: "Oh."
Just hold it like this
It¡¯s not like Hong Duanduan didn¡¯t understand anything. Being so close, she knew how his body would react.
"Duanduan."
She hummed.
She thought Jiang Xing would kiss her.
He didn¡¯t, and restrained himself: ¡°I don¡¯t mind premarital sex.¡±
Hong Duanduan doesn¡¯t mind either, they are all adults.
He had another sentence: "I won't take off your clothes either."
ah?
The direction doesn¡¯t seem quite right
"If you've made up your mind, come and take off my clothes." Jiang Xing hugged her, lust in his eyes, without any movement on his hands, "Do you understand what I mean?"
He gave her the initiative and let her do whatever she wanted.
His fans are right, in this relationship, he is the humble one, while Hong Duanduan is at the absolute top of the food chain.
She understood what he meant: "Yes, I understand."
Jiang Xing kissed her forehead and loosened his grip a little: "Good night."
"Good night."
Hong Duanduan changed into a more comfortable position and nestled in his arms, yellow bubbles rising in his head.
Do you want to take it off?
I want to take it off.
But we have only been dating for more than a month.
I want to take it off.
Will it be too much?
I want to take it off.
His fans will scold her to death.
I want to take it off.
He still has to catch an early morning flight.
I want to take it off.
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