Bo Shao don't talk about love: I am an acting school

"Sister An, I seem to have gotten into trouble."

As soon as Sang Jiuqing said this to the phone, he heard strange screams from inside.

"Sang Jiuqing! My ancestor, Director Zhang said last night that if you accompany him for a drink, the second daughter will be yours. Did you come to your aunt when you ran away?!"

Sang Jiuqing rubbed her sore ears from the shock, cleared her throat, and looked serious.

"I said I got into trouble."

"Tch, what else can you cause trouble for? What man did you hook up with and was hunted down?"

An Hong lowered her head and bit her nails, completely ignoring what the other person said. She knew this woman too well.

"No."

"Why don't you come back quickly and think about how to solve it with Director Zhang!!"

"I put Boluo City to sleep."

A calm voice.

The world is quiet.

It took a long time to hear the trembling voice of the woman who had just returned the roar of the Lion in the River East.

"You said...you put Bai...to sleep?"

"Ah."

Sang Jiuqing's face was calm, with the fearlessness of a dead pig not afraid of boiling water.

When she slowly walked back to the place where she lived, An Hong had already packed her luggage, and she was so busy that she wished she could grow her little wings and fly out of the imperial capital right now.

"My little ancestor, who is not good for you to sleep with, but you want to provoke that big Buddha. If he stomps his feet, we little people will be dead."

While thinking about it, An Hong opened the box to pack her clothes. Her somewhat obese body was much more agile at this time.

Sang Jiuqing was lying on the sofa beside him, lightly took out a cigarette, stared at the ceiling with empty eyes, but his words were as light as a cloud.

"Sleep is sleep, he doesn't suffer, why should we run?"

An Hong paused when she folded the clothes, and "slapped" a large size underwear and threw it towards Sang Jiuqing.

"You are really barefoot and not afraid of wearing shoes, rub, you are right, why are we running!"

As An Hong said, she took out the packed clothes again, thinking that there was only such an entertainer under her, and she was a fucking daring person, and her heart was pierced for a while.

Sang Jiuqing was still smoking. She looked very charming. Few women could smoke so casually. She lay there lightly. The sexiness in her bones was like a piece of sugar soaked in water. It slowly melts and smudges, and after a while, you will feel that the whole room is full of her smell.

"There are a few emperors who can sleep in Boluo City, and I earn it."

Sang Jiuqing skillfully exhaled a smoke ring, the tails of her eyes slightly raised, her long hair was spread on the sofa, and her whole body exuded a sense of laziness and decadence.

An Hong couldn't stand her like this.

"Just do it, sooner or later you will kill yourself, what should you do now?"

"Wait, if there is nothing wrong, then everything will be fine. If there is something wrong, I am not easy to bully."

Sang Jiuqing sat up, flicked the cigarette ash with a smile, her red lips were very sexy, but the scar around her neck was dazzling no matter how you looked at it.

An Hong's face froze, and she looked away, but she cursed in her heart, this little goblin doesn't even let women off!

In her eyes, Sang Jiuqing is indeed a goblin, she is beautiful, she is scheming, she knows what she wants, and she can do whatever it takes to achieve her goals. Such a person is most suitable for the entertainment industry, so she spent all her wealth on her I don't regret it at all.

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There is a person lying in the luxurious presidential suite, who seems to be still asleep, with messy hair and thin lips that are lightly pursed. The bridge of the nose is high, and the tear moles at the corners of the eyes are like rouge, hanging down in a variety of styles.

When he fell asleep, he was a noble young man who came out of an oil painting, but when he woke up, he was like a violent tiger whose butt was touched.

Bo Luocheng frowned, his head hurt a little, thinking about what happened last night and almost burned the house down, damn it, women are tired of living now, right?

But he had to bear it, yes, he couldn't let others know that he was raped by a woman in Boluo City.

When he finds her out, he will definitely cramp and peel her, and slowly play with her to death.

"Young Master Bai."

The younger brother at the door saw the person who came out, and immediately flattered him. The voice was loud enough last night, and their blood boiled when they heard it outside the door.

"Ah."

Bo Luocheng tugged on his tie, his face was ugly, very ugly, when he saw the bright red lip marks on his tie after entering the elevator, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he tore off the disgusting one and threw it into the trash can next to him.

The elevator reached the bottom floor with a "ding" sound, and Bo Luocheng was very irritable. He swore that this was the most irritable day he had in more than [-] years.

This is the evidence that the woman forced her into prostitution, so she has to keep it, and when the time comes, throw her face hard, make her cry, and make her beg for mercy.

Thinking of this, he felt a little better. He stretched his arms and jumped into the coupe convertible parked at the gate.

"Check all the monitoring from last night and send it to my office."

After putting down the phone, he stepped on his foot, and the car flew out, which was enough to show the mood of the driver.

Sang Jiuqing knew that he was in big trouble this time. Who was Boluo City? He was the prince of the imperial capital.

So these days she was very concerned about the news on the Internet, but one day passed, two days passed, there was nothing wrong with the Internet, her heart finally settled down, and she began to think about Director Zhang's play again.

Just at this time, An Hong called.

"Jiuqing, I've already communicated with Director Zhang. We'll take Wense Bar later. Whether you can take it or not depends on your ability."

Sang Jiuqing put down her phone, raised her eyebrows and looked at herself in the mirror.

She is charming to the bone, full of beauty, and the most attractive thing is her eyes, which are long and narrow and charming. Coupled with the charming eye shape, even if she is wearing the most decent clothes, others will not think that she is a serious woman.

A woman's beauty is a weapon, and she is invincible when she uses it well, let alone in this showbiz entertainment circle.Heh, she doesn't know what those men are up to, but she still wants to play with her as the second female role.

Sang Jiuqing dressed up briefly, and set off for Wen Se.

Wense is a place that burns money, spending an amount here is enough for ordinary people to buy a house in a second-tier city, but despite this, it is also the most popular place in the imperial capital.

Because you can play in it, you can play whatever you want. I heard that the backstage is very big, and no one dares to control it.

Of course, Sang Jiuqing couldn't afford it. All her belongings might not be able to buy one of the potted plants inside. Thinking about it this way, her desire for money deepened.

No matter how others scold money, she always thinks it is a good thing.

All the way to the box that An Hong told her, it was very noisy in the box, Director Zhang was surrounded by several girls, he was on both sides, occasionally touched here, kissed there, a group of girls smiled coquettishly.

"Jiuqing is here, come and sit."

Seeing her, Zhang Sen's eyes showed a touch of surprise, and he immediately pushed away the people around him.

"An Hong told me everything, we can have a good talk about that role."

Sang Jiuqing was disgusted in his heart, but there was a charming smile on his face.