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

"Director Zhang, I'm really sorry, I had something to do last night, so I'm here to punish myself."

Sang Jiuqing is a special woman. She never hides her drinking capacity. She drank a glass of wine with a flick of her elegant neck.

"Okay, haha, Miss Sang is indeed the person Director Zhang admires."

"Yeah, she looks pretty too."

There is no man who doesn't like beautiful women, especially this kind of wild beauty.

A trace of desire flashed in Zhang Sen's eyes, but this is still a public place, and he can be regarded as a famous director, so at least he didn't make a fool of himself.

"Jiuqing, come, sit next to me."

Zhang Sen smiled and patted the place next to him, his eyes were fiery, and seemed to have penetrated Sang Jiuqing's thin dress, floating on her skin.

Sang Jiuqing brushed her long hair and smiled coquettishly.

"Okay."

Zhang Sen suddenly felt his whole body go limp, this woman is really a fucking stunner, if she let her go for nothing, she would die.

Sang Jiuqing sat down, and Zhang Sen was itchy all over with long wavy hair.

He thought that Sang Jiuqing would ask him about the role right away, but this woman was really calm, so in the end he couldn't help but open her mouth.

"The second female is not a problem, it's just..."

"Just what?"

Sang Jiuqing tilted her head pretending to be innocent and asked, Zhang Sen, whose pure pupils hooked up, froze again.

How could Sang Jiuqing not understand such an obvious hint, but she was just the second female lead.

Glancing at the caller ID on Zhang Sen's phone, he gave a coquettish smile, took the girl's phone and put it in his bag.

"I'm sorry, Director Zhang, I'm going to the bathroom and I'll accompany you right away. You have to keep the second female role for others."

As he said that, his long fingertips tapped Zhang Sen's shoulder ambiguously. Zhang Sen suddenly felt that his shoulder was crisp, and it would be broken with a pinch.

As soon as he heard the other party say that, he knew that he would have some fun tonight, so he agreed wholeheartedly.

"Okay, I'll wait for you."

Sang Jiuqing sneered in his heart, and when he got to the bathroom, he took out his stolen mobile phone and dialed a number.Thinking about the fact that girls these days are really unguarded, they don't even have passwords on their mobile phones.

After the other party connected, she looked at herself smiling flirtatiously in the mirror, squeezed her throat deliberately, and her voice became even more charming.

"Director Zhang, I will accompany you tonight. Didn't you say that the yellow-faced lady at home made you sick? Then why go back, let's have fun with you in Wense..."

After saying this, Sang Jiuqing hung up the phone, and regardless of the woman's reaction, she touched her bag with a half-smile, and was about to take out a cigarette to smoke, but found that she didn't bring a lighter. With a sound.

Stepping on the high-heeled shoes "da da da" to the corridor, I found a tall figure at the end of the corridor, leaning on the side smoking, with indistinct brows and eyes.

Sang Jiuqing raised her eyebrows, approached and leaned her body against the man, took off the cigarette from the man's mouth with her fingers stained with red nail polish, put it in her mouth and smoked it.

The movement was smooth, the head was raised, and a long smoke ring was blown out, which sprayed on the opponent's face, and his fingers crossed the opponent's chest, nakedly flirting.

"Brother, don't you mind if it's an emergency in Jianghu?"

The man didn't speak, and Sang Jiuqing didn't bother to see what he looked like. After entering the cigarette, he realized that it was a good cigarette. Well, rich people are different.

After smoking, she threw the cigarette butt into the trash can beside her, frowning, this person must be a mute, that's a good feeling.

After groping for a long time, he finally found out the cigarette case in his trouser pocket, and stuffed it into his bag naturally. Just as he was about to leave, the man spoke.

"Is this also an emergency in the world?"

It was a very light voice, lifeless, and seemed to be just a question of doubt.

Sang Jiuqing didn't blush, but turned her head and cast a wink ambiguously.

"Yes."

After speaking, she swayed away in high heels, her back was very charming, her wavy hair was like long black seaweed, that kind of charm seemed to fill the entire corridor.

Bo Luocheng's eyes were gloomy, and he habitually put his hand to his mouth before realizing that someone had taken his cigarette, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

No one would believe this fucking thing, someone dared to snatch food from this tiger's mouth.

Maybe it was because he was so shocked to see her again, he still thought about how to get this woman out, make her cry and beg for mercy, but now he regretted it.

He wanted to crush the arrogance of this woman and make her timid, to see if she dared to flirt with men casually.

Bo Luocheng returned to the box and sat quietly on the side. Unlike other boxes, this place is very quiet, even if it is flirting, it is also quiet.

"What's the matter? Master Bai is so unhappy, who dared to provoke you?"

Zhuang Zizhou poured a glass of vodka with a playful look in his eyes.

"Or did you go out to steal food? Well, so to speak, you do smell like a woman."

Bo Luocheng crossed his legs, leaned lazily on the sofa, his collarbone was half exposed, his eyes were slightly raised, and his rebellious eyebrows were raised quietly. Everyone in the box trembled when they saw this look of a swinger. .

"Is there really a situation?"

Zhuang Zizhou suddenly became interested, stopped drinking, and leaned over curiously.

"Ah."

Boluo City supported his head, thinking of that woman, his eyes were a little dangerous, and he smiled lightly, the voice made everyone's scalps tingle with horror.

"Does it count as wanting to crush that woman into ashes?"

Every word and every word seems to be ground out from between the teeth.

Zhuang Zizhou's heart trembled, he felt cold all over his body, as if there were insects crawling on his body, he patted disgustingly.

"Stop laughing, you're freaking out."

As one of the few friends in Boluo City, Zhuang Zizhou is very curious about what kind of woman can make him so angry.

Holding a glass of wine, he began to meditate. There are not hundreds of women around Boluo City, but dozens, from supermodels and superstars to ordinary white-collar workers. Anyway, if they can catch his eye, he will take them all with him. Be around for a while.

But these people are just a pastime when they are bored, and none of them really can make him emotional.

So this is really curious.

……

Sang Jiuqing went back to the box, only to find that it was already in chaos. A woman who looked like a woman was holding Zhang Sen's ear, crying, cursing, beating and kicking.

And the people next to him didn't dare to go up to persuade them. I heard that Zhang Sen's wife is a tigress with a small mind and her natal family has some influence. Once she got married, she would control her to death. Who would have thought that she would be able to catch a rape tonight Come.

Skillful.

Sang Jiuqing didn't go in, and raised her eyebrows to look at it for a while. Zhang Sen's nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he was a little embarrassed to see her.

"It's over! It's over! You bitch! Have you had enough trouble!"