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

"go to bed!"

Bo Luocheng said in a muffled voice, hugged him, and lay both of them on the big bed. Thinking of something, he pushed him with disgust.

"To take a bath."

Sang Jiuqing curled her lips, got up from the bed, and took out her pajamas from the closet, only to realize that there were her things everywhere in this room, such as the closet in front of her, her clothes and Bo Luocheng's clothes accounted for half, They really do look like a couple.

After a short pause, he closed the cupboard and went to the bathroom, only to find that Boluo City had fallen asleep when he came out.

He went to bed lightly, and waited for his body to warm up before leaning over to hug him, curled his mouth, and fell asleep.

The turmoil on the Internet has no intention of calming down at all. It seems that if the two of them explain it clearly, everyone will not give up.

It was only the next day that Sang Jiuqing found out about the flaws in the Boluo City Weibo post, and the corners of her mouth twitched, thinking that this person would really make trouble for her, so in order to clear her suspicions, she could only post a post.

——I slept at home all day yesterday, and I feel a little decadent recently.

Although this Weibo post seemed a bit dull compared to her previous posts, there was a meaning revealed between the lines.

That person is not me.

Netizens expressed their regrets one after another, and many fans also felt that their illusions were broken, but what about the fact that the two of them ate oden together before?

However, Sang Jiuqing remained silent. Just as she was about to reply, the phone rang. When she picked it up, she realized that it was Zhuang Xi. It turned out that this woman came back today.

Sang Jiuqing revived instantly with full blood, thinking about going to the dealership later, when she heard Zhuang Xi's teasing laughter from the phone.

"Everyone go sing tonight, and call Boluo City."

Knowing that Zhuang Xi was restless, Sang Jiuqing had no choice but to agree, only to find out that there were quite a lot of people there at night.

As for Boluo City, he arrived a few minutes late and sat directly next to Sang Jiuqing.

Su Shuiyu, whom I haven't seen for a long time, is also here, and it seems that his body should recover well, and he is not as pale as before.

"Where is Master Su Bai?"

"In the banker, whoever sings will bring a brat."

Su Shuiyu crossed Erlang's legs and spoke without feeling guilty at all. It seems that children are just pets.

"Little fairy, you are becoming more and more feminine."

Sang Jiuqing subconsciously lowered her head to look at her breasts. Could it be true that she felt the breasts?Thinking of it this way, I felt chills all over my body.

Boluo City next to her also caught sight of her movements, and the corners of her mouth twitched.

Just as he was about to make a joke, he saw Zhuang Zizhou walking in from the outside, followed by a small woman.

Sang Jiuqing's face suddenly became unfathomable, isn't this Rong Le, these two people may look tricky.

Stepping on the small high heels, Rong Le's eyes lit up when he saw Bo Luocheng sitting in the middle, and he almost drooled. This was the first time he saw the emperor Bo Shao in private, and he was still so handsome.

"Oh, wipe your drool."

"Fuck you!"

Rong Le rolled her eyes, and was about to go to the side of Boluo City, but Zhuangzi grabbed his sleeve by Zhou Yi.

"Do you think you are prettier than the one next to him? Do you have more temperament than others? Rongle, you are just a little kid. You take off your clothes and you are just a primary school student."

Ah……

Isn't this a roundabout way of saying that she has small breasts?

Rong Le pushed her backhand angrily, and her voice suddenly increased.

"What's wrong with the small breasts?! You took off your pants, aren't you still a primary school student?! Bastard, what right do you have to despise me!"

Huh~
There was a sound of sighing, everyone's eyes changed, and the air suddenly became quiet.

"Is my brother a primary school student? How do you know? Have you seen it?"

Zhuang Xi's sloppy voice caused Rong Le's face to turn red in an instant, she had completely lost her mind when she spoke just now, but after realizing this, she regretted and doubted her life.

Zhuang Zizhou gave his unreliable sister a hard look, saw that Rong Le had found a seat to sit down, turned around, and sat next to her.

Boluo City took the red wine on the side and handed it to Sang Jiuqing. After Su Shuiyu went abroad, everyone rarely got together like this.

Zhuang Xi got up and wanted to go to the bathroom. Just as he walked into the corridor, he accidentally turned his head and saw the person in the long purple dress in the lobby. His whole body was shocked...

Shen Huaiman...

She has come back?

But when she took a closer look, that person was no longer there, and she couldn't help rubbing her forehead, whether she was wrong or true, the people in the imperial capital knew the part between Shen Huaiman and Boluo City back then.

Boluo City spent a lot of money for beautiful women. The two men are talented and beautiful. I don’t know how many people they envied. Shen Huaiman also said at the beginning that he would come back in five years at most. Counting the days, it seems that it is almost the same...

Zhuang Xi went to the bathroom with a complicated heart, and when he returned to the box, he suddenly felt a little worried about Sang Jiuqing. Shen Huaiman's status was considered the number one among the ladies and ladies in the imperial capital, and she couldn't be pursued by many noblemen.

If the other party does not give up on Boluo City, then Sang Jiuqing's position will be awkward.

Zhuang Xi sat on the other side of Sang Jiuqing and lowered his voice.

"Is the news reported on the Internet true? Have you really been to Bai's old house?"

"Ah."

Sang Jiuqing took a sip of red wine and replied flatly.

Zhuang Xi finally felt relieved, since he had been to the old house, then Grandpa Bai should have agreed, with Grandpa Bai covering him, he would definitely be able to walk sideways in the entire imperial capital.

It's just that I don't know if this person knows about Shen Huaiman's existence, that's not something people at the level of Sang Rou and Li Yaqian can compare with.

And outside the box, the person in the purple skirt reappeared, full of brilliance, as if she had taken away all the colors when she stood there, noble and glamorous, like the bright moon in the sky.

She put the black card into her wallet, and slowly got into the black car parked outside, her phoenix eyes slightly hooked.

"The one who just went in was your former friend, okay, why, you can still be so calm."

"Shut up and drive."

A woman's voice sounded faintly, and her shiny nails smoothed out the hem of the skirt.

"Boluo City and that starlet named Sang Jiuqing are having a hot fight, Huaiman, you came back too late."

Night?
The corners of Shen Huaiman's mouth curled up, where she was, it was never too late, Sang Jiuqing?It's just a little guy.

"Don't reveal my whereabouts, and don't let people know that I'm back for the time being."

"Row."

The man responded and drove with all his concentration.

Shen Huaiman looked at the familiar street scene in the imperial capital, a gleam of brilliance flashed in his eyes.

Apart from her, no one can guard Boluo City.

The private room here was still a little lively, Sang Jiuqing yawned, seeing Zhuang Xi holding a beer bottle and drinking it non-stop, the corner of his mouth twitched.

"I will send you back."

Boluo City made a gesture to stand up, but the people here have no tendency to leave at all, and Boluo City can be regarded as the focus of this group of people. If he leaves, what will he say?

"No, I'll just ask Nan Shi to take me off."

Sang Jiuqing got up, greeted Zhuang Xi and Su Shuiyu, and left here on high heels.

After getting in the car, I realized that I was extremely tired tonight, so I slowly closed my eyes.

"Nan Shi, take me back for a while."

"Okay, Miss Jiuqing."

Sang Jiuqing leaned against the window and fell asleep in a daze. When she opened her eyes, she realized that something was wrong. The surrounding was too quiet, and it was strangely quiet. It was impossible for a city as big as the imperial capital to be so quiet.

When she looked out, she couldn't help getting goosebumps even though she had seen people with strong winds and waves.

It turned out to be a cemetery outside...

After a short period of paleness, Sang Jiuqing gradually calmed down. She should have noticed something was wrong just now, but she didn't take it to heart.

Nan Shi usually called Miss Sang, but never called Miss Jiuqing.

She wanted to get out of the car, but found that there seemed to be a figure above the cemetery, and there were more than one. Her scalp instantly went numb.

It's late at night, maybe it's really a ghost.

Although she has never encountered such a thing, but the theory of ghosts is rather credible.

He wanted to open the car door and get out of the car, or make a call to Boluo City, only to realize that his mobile phone was no longer there.

Since the other party called her Miss Jiuqing, and brought her to this kind of place, he wanted to scare her, so she couldn't be afraid at this time.

The more afraid you are, the more proud the people behind you will be.

Sang Jiuqing got out of the car and walked towards several figures. They seemed to be burning paper, burning paper in the middle of the night.

The lights were dim, and because the smoke from burning paper kept filling the air, the place looked even more gloomy.

When she got closer, she realized that it was a few people with stiff faces, who kept burning papers in front of a grave, and her photo was hung on the grave.

This is her grave?
Sang Jiuqing's scalp was even more numb. When she saw her grave and several people were burning paper in front of the grave, she admitted that she was a little scared at night.

"who are you?"

She looked away from the photos in front of the grave, feeling that everything was too weird. These people were like machines, and even their pupils had no color.

No matter how she asked, they didn't answer.

get out of here...

Sang Jiuqing walked along the car, only to realize that the car was gone, gritted her teeth, and walked down the stairs. The surrounding graves looked at her with hatred like pairs of eyes.

Sang Jiuqing could only speed up her pace, and pinched herself fiercely with her fingers. It hurt so much, it wasn't a dream, she was really in this ghost place.

The prosperity of the imperial capital can be seen from a distance. She hasn't left the imperial capital yet, that's good, that's good.

Sang Jiuqing took off her high-heeled shoes, and only then noticed that her skirt was covered in blood. She froze for a moment, and suddenly felt a sharp pain in her head. What's going on? She obviously went to KTV, how could this happen? ...

The night was very cold, she left her coat on the car, and now there was only a thin skirt, but the car was gone, and the cemetery was behind her, and the ditch next to it was covered with snow, eerily quiet.

Sang Jiuqing didn't care about the cold, she held her high heels and walked towards the light of the imperial capital.