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

Sang Jiuqing's voice was ethereal, and when the song was over, everyone began to applaud sparsely as if they had just woken up from a dream.

Bo Luocheng looked up at this person, heh, old enemy, I don't know if she sang it occasionally, or deliberately sang it for herself.

After Sang Jiuqing sang, he felt a little sore in his heart, as if he was blocked by something and couldn't breathe, so he put down the microphone, got up and went to the bathroom.

Turning on the faucet, he was about to splash some cold water on his face, when he looked up and was startled by a person who suddenly appeared, and just about to turn around, he was imprisoned on the sink.

"Sang Jiuqing, I want it."

Bo Luocheng's voice was a little hoarse, and regardless of whether the other party agreed or not, he began to lift her skirt, and the door of the bathroom had already been closed by him.

Sang Jiuqing didn't speak. This man could be in heat anytime and anywhere. What he likes is just this body. She is his mistress. If Jin Zhuer wants it, of course he will give it to her.

So Sang Jiuqing didn't refuse, but catered a little. He just looked up at the two people stacked together in the mirror, and felt a little ashamed. He simply closed his eyes and stopped looking.

Boluo City is a little forgetful, to be precise, every time he is in love with Sang Jiuqing, he is very forgetful.

After a long time, she hugged the other party and finished herself lightly. Sang Jiuqing's face was a little flushed, and Bo Luocheng's head was buried on her neck, breathing lightly.

The two of them haven't been back for a long time, Zhuang Xi and Su Shuiyu definitely guessed what happened to them outside.So Sang Jiuqing waited for Boluo City to let go of him before bowing his head and starting to tidy up.

"I'll take you back."

Bo Luocheng was in a good mood, with the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, he hugged Sang Jiuqing into his arms, opened the door and walked downstairs. When he reached the black Bentley, he put him in, and let Nan time to drive.

Sang Jiuqing didn't speak the whole time, and let this person hug her. She closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, she realized that she had arrived at the villa in Boluo City, and was still being carried out of the car by the other person.

After entering the room, she found that the man sitting on the sofa froze. This was the person she had looked at last time. When she heard Nan Shi call him brother, it seemed that he was also from Boluo City.

I don't know if it's her illusion, but this person seems to have two points of hostility towards her.

Nanfeng watched Bailuocheng carry Sang Jiuqing upstairs carefully, and frowned. No woman had ever entered the boss's bedroom, and even Miss Shen hadn't been able to step in.

Nanfeng sat on the sofa with his head bowed in thought, then went upstairs slowly. Hearing the sound of "squeaking" water and a woman's low voice coming from the bathroom, his steps stopped, his brows furrowed even more, and he turned and went down. building.

Nan Shi was already sitting on the sofa, and when he saw someone with a bad face, he opened his mouth in doubt.

"Brother, do you dislike Miss Sang?"

Nan Feng frowned and sat down, took a sip of the coffee beside him, and looked up at Nan Shi.

"you like her?"

Nan Shi paused. He liked Miss Sang. Anyway, he liked anyone the boss liked, so he nodded without hesitation.

Nan Feng's eyes darkened, the hand holding the cup turned white tightly, and the tight knuckles turned white, why should such a woman be worthy of the boss's liking.

"She can't be compared with Miss Shen."

Nan Shi was taken aback. Speaking of which, he hadn't thought of Miss Shen for a long time. The first person who dared to mock and contradict the boss, the dazzling men in the entire imperial capital wanted to hold her in their hands, and of course the boss did too.

But how can these two people compare, and even if there is a competition, Miss Sang will not lose, no one can decide on such things as background, Miss Shen just has a better life than everyone else.

"Brother, is it okay if the boss likes it? Why are you entangled in these things? It's like you have a crush on the boss."

Nan Shi muttered something, but he didn't want Nan Feng's face to suddenly become ugly, and he put the cup on the table with a "bang", which scared Nan Shi's heart into a wild beating, and he didn't dare to say anything.

And Nanfeng had already entered the room.

The room was quiet, only the half-sprinkled tea on the table was dripping quietly, falling on the ground in a string...

Nan Shi patted his head, always felt that that person was poked into something just now, his heart trembled, he couldn't really have a crush on the boss.

Upstairs, Bo Luocheng tossed Sang Jiuqing again in the bathroom. Seeing that she was tired and fell asleep, he let her go. He dried her body with a towel over and over again, took the towel next to her and wiped her. As soon as it was wrapped, it was easily hugged into my arms.

This woman is so light.

Bo Luocheng carried him into the bedroom, put him on the sofa beside him, touched his wet hair, frowned, took the hair dryer beside him and began to blow him.

Counting it, since he was a child, it was the first time he served someone like this.

Sang Jiuqing, who occasionally pulled with his hand, frowned, was too tired to even open his eyes, and muttered a few words in disgust.

"Easy, hiss~"

Bo Luocheng couldn't help but lighten the movements of his hands again, wondering if this woman knew who was blowing her hair now, even if she was not grateful to Dade, she still had a disgusted expression on her face, and gritted her teeth.

After stumbling and getting it done, he carried him to the bed again, lifted the quilt and got in, hugged him into his arms as a pillow, and sighed contentedly.

If only she had been so obedient, she closed her eyes and fell asleep.

……

Sang Jiuqing woke up from hunger, went to the bathroom to wash up, and only found three people sitting on the sofa in the living room, with raised eyebrows.

"Morning, everyone."

Boluo City pulled the man over and ordered the chef to serve breakfast.Only then did Sang Jiuqing realize that several people were waiting for him, the corners of his mouth hooked up, and he didn't care about Nanfeng's occasional glances, and lazily nestled into Bo Luocheng's arms, waiting for him to feed.

Anyway, if what this person wants is a pet, then she should be more obedient. She will play whatever role he wants. The things in the box let her understand that she can't be serious with such a person. It didn't end well.

And that time when he almost strangled himself, it also made her understand that this man is not easy to mess with. If he really lost his temper, she probably wouldn't even have a whole body, so she had to be obedient.

Stay by his side for the time being obedient, wait until you get what you want, and then find a way to leave.

Nan Feng's gaze was indifferent, and only then did he realize that the boss was so fond of this woman, that it was nothing more than sharing the same bed, even the food would be delivered to her mouth, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

After dinner, Sang Jiuqing went to the company in the car of Boluo City. Speaking of which, it seemed that she hadn't been there for a while.

As soon as she entered the office, she ran into Li Yaqian who came after her. She raised her eyebrows, instead of intentionally provoking her as usual, she sat on the side calmly, picked up an unknown book and read it.

Li Yaqian originally thought that Sang Jiuqing had been abandoned by Brother Luo Cheng, but now seeing the other party enter the office so naturally, she felt sour.

"Brother Luocheng..."

Bo Luocheng frowned, his eyes were glued to the document and tore it off, he raised his eyes and looked at Li Yaqian lightly, his gaze was calm.

"Is something wrong?"

Could it be that I can't come to you if I have nothing to do? You were so kind to others that night, and now it's as if nothing happened.

Sang Jiuqing shivered at the cold tone of the other party, and felt a little mocking in her heart. Sure enough, men are like this, and they start pretending to be uncles after getting into bed.

A trace of injury flashed across Li Yaqian's face, but she couldn't ask this man what that night meant. For so many years, she had been looking forward to marrying him, so that night was her first time.

Fear, joy, shyness, but pretending to respond to him like a slut, didn't he feel it?

Bo Luocheng lowered his head again, opened the document to sign, caught a glimpse of Sang Jiuqing's gaze not far away, and paused his fingers, maybe he was overthinking, and always felt that something was quietly changing, It's just that he didn't feel it.

Li Yaqian's face was a little pale, and she turned her head to look at Sang Jiuqing, with resentment flashing in her eyes, this woman must have used some tricks again, she is really shameless.

Sang Jiuqing raised her eyebrows, thinking how the fire burned to herself.

"Go out if you have nothing to do."

Bo Luocheng opened his mouth lightly, noticing the eye contact between the two women, he squeezed the pen tightly with his fingertips, that woman would not be jealous, he tried that way not long ago, but she still didn't express anything .

Li Yaqian clenched her fists tightly, but she was not an unreasonable person, so when she turned her head to meet Bo Luocheng's eyes, her face became innocent again.

"Brother Luocheng, the opening ceremony of the new drama will be held soon, will you be able to attend then? You will be with me."

Opening ceremony?That's right, it's a rule for filming TV dramas in China. He has never attended such an event before, but this time the TV drama is invested by Dynasty. He attended and said that "The Beacon of the Republic of China" should attract more attention.

But Boluo City didn't pay attention to these things. He glanced at Sang Jiuqing and found that the other party didn't notice this at all. It seemed that whoever he attended or was with had nothing to do with her, and he was furious.

"Okay, I'll go with you."

Li Yaqian felt ecstasy in her heart. Brother Luocheng was willing to accompany her to attend such an occasion. He probably likes her. There will be many reporters at that time. The two of them...

Feeling a little excited at the thought of this, he clenched his fingers tightly and glanced at Sang Jiuqing proudly.

"Okay, Brother Luocheng, I'll wait for you."

After saying this, she walked out, and Xiao Gao stepped on the floor with his heels clacking, one can imagine her flying mood now.

Sang Jiuqing moved her eyelashes, put the book aside, met Boluo City's gaze, and then smiled suddenly, her face was clean, without any other emotions.

"Boss, is there something on my face?"

A trace of disappointment flashed in Bo Luocheng's eyes, and the corner of his mouth twitched mockingly. This woman really didn't care about him at all.