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

"Miss Sang, I still have work."

After being chased away naked, Sang Rou's face turned green and pale for a while, no matter how well she hid it, those eyes betrayed her mood.

When he walked all the way downstairs, he was still a little unwilling, and slapped the water that Zhou Qiao handed over hard on the ground, his face twisted.

"He's a good guy! He's just an actor, what are you talking about!"

"Sister Rou, don't be angry. Maybe it's because you and Young Master Bai haven't seen each other for a long time. They all think that Young Master Bai doesn't care about you, so they are so presumptuous."

Thinking about it, Sang Rou breathed a sigh of relief.

"Where will Los Angeles be tonight?"

"It should be a warm color."

"Walk."

Sang Rou didn't delay, she had to prove to everyone that the most powerful man in the capital was her fiancé, to see who would dare to be rude to her.

Everyone in the imperial capital knows that Boluo City's favorite place to stay is Wense, because he likes to play.

At this time, he was holding a sexy beauty in his arms, and the beauty was also putting her shoulders shyly on his shoulders, her eyes seemed to be looking at a moving golden mountain.

The boxes are full of wealthy young masters from other families in the imperial capital.

"Young master Bai is really amazing, and he guessed right again."

"Yeah, this is No. 15."

The faces of the people were a bit wretched, and the eyes they looked at Boluo City were meaningful. This group of people are usually used to eating and drinking, and don’t expect them to come up with anything elegant.

They were playing a game of guessing the color of their underwear, and every waitress who came in suffered.

Bo Luocheng's eyes were smiling.

"That must be. How can you hook up with a woman without even winking?"

Everyone laughed and laughed for a while.

"Luocheng, you are here, I have been looking for you for a long time."

Sang Rou pushed open the door of the box and walked in, with a weak smile on her face, wearing a neat gauze skirt, and a white jade bracelet in her hand, which was very expensive. Compared with the women inside, she was as clean as a A lotus flower, as proud as wintersweet.

"Hey, take a guess at her."

Zhuang Zizhou put a glass of wine to his mouth, a smile flashed in his eyes, a little sinister and scarlet.

Bo Luocheng did not take off the hand on the beautiful woman, raised his eyebrows to look at the clean and gentle Sang Rou, and curled his bright red lips.

"Big red."

Sang Rou didn't know what they were playing, and walked slowly to Bo Luocheng's side, instead of driving away the beauty in his arms, she sat down quietly.

"Miss Sang, what color is your underwear? Is it bright red?"

"what?"

Sang Rou stayed where she was when she was asked this question. After realizing it, she was a little embarrassed. Everyone looked at her with smiles but not smiles, feeling anxious and angry.

"Lo City..."

However, Boluo City is a master without a conscience.

"You tell them what color it is."

Sang Rou's face turned pale, and she hadn't been so slutty when she talked about the color of her underwear in front of so many people.

The little hand touched Bai Luocheng's arm, looking a little pitiful.

Bo Luocheng frowned, and let out an irritable "tsk", these ladies and ladies are really boring.

Just at this time, the warm-colored waitress came, and everyone's eyes lit up, this girl was fine, and they all whistled.

Sang Jiuqing was also taken aback by this situation, and after a moment of reaction, he cast a big wink.

Everyone's body is crisp.

Bo Luocheng frowned fiercely, has this woman been discharged from the hospital?

Thinking of this, bright colors flashed in his eyes, and he ran his fingers on the beautiful woman's back, pretending not to know Sang Jiuqing.

"Aren't you curious about the color of her underwear?"

The tone of the lazy son and brother's voice sounded very much like a beating.

Everyone's eyes turned obscene, and they stared at Sang Jiuqing like fire.

Sang Rou also looked over, was stunned when she saw Sang Jiuqing's appearance, and then looked at the other party's clothes, the worry in her heart disappeared in an instant, no matter how beautiful she was, it was just a lowly struggle People at the bottom of the line of life.

"You really want to see it?"

Sang Jiuqing touched the zipper of the skirt with one hand, her legs were slender and fair, her eyes were slanted, her eyes were intoxicating, and she swept over like autumn waves, and everyone was numb again.

Where the hell did this vixen come from.

Bo Luocheng slowly took his hand from the beauty's body, and silently clenched it into a fist. What does this shameless woman want to do?
"Yes, girl."

Someone in the box blew a loud whistle.

Sang Jiuqing touched the zipper of her skirt with her hand, and slowly pulled it down, revealing a little fair skin, and then the whole shoulder, round and thin, glowing with crystal luster, as if it were shoulders made by kneading jade.

She lowered her head, occasionally glanced at the end of her eyes, her face was a little bright, and her red lips were slightly hooked.

Everyone was silent for a while, and two red streams flowed from someone's nose.

"Oh!"

The sound of the wine glass falling to the ground made everyone tense up, only to find that Young Master Bai's face was dark and his whole body was like a raging lion.

"Get the hell out of here!!"

Boluo City is really angry. If this person is really angry, he won't even recognize his own father.

"Lo City..."

Sang Rou called out cautiously.

"roll!!"

In a blink of an eye, only Sang Jiuqing and someone furious were left in the whole box.

Sang Jiuqing covered the skirt that had faded to her shoulders with one hand, and still had a charming smile on her face.

"Sang Jiuqing, you're fucking tired of working, aren't you?!"

Bo Luocheng kicked over the table, looking at the innocent person, he felt like there was a bomb in his heart, and he would not be happy if it didn't explode, and stared at Sang Jiuqing with hatred.

Sang Jiuqing was so frightened that she raised her eyebrows and pulled the zipper up again leisurely.

"Bai Shao, what does this mean?"

Oh, what do you mean, this woman really has no shame.

The crimson in Bo Luocheng's eyes gradually faded, and he raised his hand and pulled the man over and pressed him on the sofa.

He started to tear the other party's dress rudely with his hands, and it was torn into pieces in less than two strokes.

This woman's underwear is black, very sexy, and her skin is getting fairer

Sang Jiuqing didn't struggle, nonsense, why did she struggle, didn't she just want to seduce this man, and she didn't even bother to use the trick of refusing or welcoming.

"In such a hurry? Their skirts are all broken."

Bo Luocheng raised his eyes, gave someone a hard look, and bit her collarbone.

"Are you a fucking dog?!"

This bastard! !
"Oh, yes, you are about to be raped, understand?"

Bo Luocheng raised his head, touched Sang Jiuqing's small face with his fingertips and said.

Hearing Sang Jiuqing growl in a low voice, "Fuck!"

It's really angry and funny, and the eyebrows and eyes look better, and I feel a little proud, huh, I'm afraid.