Electro-optical Phantom [Entertainment]

If it were placed in the past, Xiaoyuan would really agree. It is very common for an actor to get along with each other in private to cultivate feelings for acting, but at this moment, she hesitated.

"What's the matter? Is there no time this weekend? It doesn't matter the time we adjust ourselves." He Chenying said carefully.

Xiaoyuan is a little embarrassed, He Chenying is still a single mother, her time is even more difficult to adjust, and she is not good at expressing the real concerns in her heart-she is worried that Wei Zhuang will mind. After all, she has a same-sex girlfriend, so be careful.

"That's it, Sister Chenying, I think we are already familiar enough, but now we have to'keep our distance'," Xiaoyuan said in a relaxed and playful tone, "this way, when you enter the studio, you will have a sense of'freshness'! "

He Chenying said "Hey", thought about it seriously, and said with a smile: "I think what you said is quite reasonable."

Xiaoyuan scratched her head, "I think so too..." After she said it, the more she thought about it, the more reasonable it became.

He Chenying sighed slightly, "I have to go."

Xiaoyuan laughed, and the two of them talked and laughed a few times before closing the line.

It's really hard to be a single mother. Xiaoyuan vaguely remembers that Ruan Qing mentioned some things about He Chenying in the office before, feeling that even if it is a big celebrity, a big star, it is still difficult to find the other half with a child.

I think too much, look forward to the future, for the sake of the child, always worry about it, afraid of delaying others, and afraid that others will be bad for my own children, so I would rather stay single.

"In the past, Chenying was crazy about love, but now she is much more mature and stable." Ruan Qing said with emotion, "After all, the child is still young, so she has to think about it. Fortunately, she is still in love, but she is not as serious as before."

"That's why I got divorced and I didn't give birth. This society is unfair to women. It's like a woman who gets married and gives birth to a child must become a'mother'. Anyone can accuse you of treating your children badly, no It's like a mother. It seems to be a mother's job to take care of children. She can't have any other identity except'mother'." Yang Qiao vomited.

"This society is simply too tolerant to men. Look at Huo Bijun and his girlfriend has never stopped. The media and the audience ridiculed at most. If Chenying is photographed eating with a man, there will be nothing underneath. Come on, "It's impossible for a child not to have enough love'... Tsk tsk!" Ruan Qing shook his head.

"So I think raising a child is a loss-making business. You see that there are more examples in the society, and you have to go to work, raise children, and accompany you. Okay, when you get older, you will start to rebel and stab you everywhere. Xin, saying you don’t understand them, saying that you have too much control, saying that your parents are a scourge, everyone has childhood shadows, and everyone has to spend a lifetime to heal...Please, they are all dozens of years old. , Don’t blame your parents for everything, right?” Another female executive from Feiyi joined the discussion.

"All in all, it's hard to be a woman, it's also hard to be a mother, and it's not easy to be a child, everyone is too difficult." Yang Qiao sighed.

...

Xiaoyuan didn't speak at the time, but retreated silently.

She has always liked He Chenying, her way of acting and her ability to deal with plots. In private, she feels that she is very gentle, maternal, and responsible. She is the most competent woman for the role of "mother" she has ever seen. .

Therefore, she has always respected and respected He Chenying. To play a "couple" with her, how to complete the role change is actually quite difficult, not to mention that she is now in love and has a girlfriend, so she has more concerns.

After taking a shower, Xiaoyuan lay back on the bed, read the reply in the phone, and Wei Zhuang went to socialize. She checked the time, and it was just around eight o’clock. She opened the downloaded resource and read The original work of "Total Eclipse".

She has watched a lot of love movies before, but they are all heterosexual, but have not seen the same sex. This is the first one.

I have to say that the two heroines are very eye-catching and have very different temperaments. Just standing together without talking can make you sparkle.

The director's mirror movement is very smooth and beautiful, and the soundtrack is also very good. The story is very soft and hormonal. The tension of the lens is bold and lingering.

Xiaoyuan bit her fingers and thought, and then went to the script that had been changed during the course. It was fresher and more euphemistic in comparison.

She put the script aside first, concentrated on watching the movie, and watched her gradually blush. Although there were no explicit scenes, these two acting were really sultry.

She pressed pause midway, remembered someone, took her mobile phone, and saw Wei Zhuang's reply, "What are you up to?"

Xiaoyuan stared at the phone screen and smiled.

In the past, I never thought that this big bad guy would take the initiative to send her messages, and would send messages that were not nutritious but represented "I miss you".

"I'm watching a movie." She replied, her eyes drifting slightly, and she continued to beat, "I miss you so much!"

Older people are always taunting. You can't learn from her yourself. Just be direct and honest.

She waited for a while, but Wei Zhuang didn't reply, she was probably busy.

She clicked the play button, and it happened to be the intimacy scene of the two heroines. They were entangled, Jiao, groaning again and again. She blinked dumbly, blood rushed to her face, and stopped in a panic.

"Huh..." Xiaoyuan fell back on the bed, clutching her hot cheeks.

The last time I was in the rest room of Wei Zhuang, it was fortunately during office hours. Fortunately, she really "not objected temporarily", so the scene did not get out of control.

However, the touch of the woman's finger seems to stay in the clothes.

Xiaoyuan turned over, took the pillow and pressed her red face.

She said before that she had to take her time, but in fact she herself didn't know what counts as slow or what is not.

"I remember my original words-I have no objection for the time being." Wei Zhuang's voice seemed to be still on her ear porch, so crisp, Xiao Yuan retracted the quilt.

"If you think this is too fast," the woman's thin lips kissed the skin of the back of her neck little by little, and her hands got into her clothes little by little, "Just tell me to stop..."

"Well……"

Xiaoyuan bit her lip and slowly curled up into a ball under the quilt, imitating the movement of a woman touching her.

When Wei Zhuang said these words, her voice was slightly low and clear. The lines that had been cold in the past were softened, and there was a little desire in her eyes. Hope, her consciousness completely turned into a paste, remember to stop. She, even in retrospect, her legs are weak.

It seems that Wei Zhuang also appeared in her bed, and the air was mostly taken away by her. Xiao Yuan's breathing increased. She had never done anything like this to herself, shy, flustered, and somewhat out of order.

She told herself that it was all right, she was a big girl, it was normal.

But she can only motivate a few times, and if there are too many, it is not enough, and it is not organized. Gradually, she loses her feeling. She got out of the bed, bare shoulders, and slid her phone away, and found that Wei Zhuang had not returned her.

She could only jump to the photo album and found the photo of Wei Zhuang wearing glasses. The roots of her ears were gradually reddening, her red lips were clenched, and she imagined going to pick a woman's glasses, looking into the deep and slightly rippling eyes. Kissing tightly with her, kissing deeply,

"Frances..."

She turned sideways unconsciously, her heart pounding, her red lips trembling slightly, and her slender, straight legs wrinkled the sheets, "Zhuangzhuang, Zhuangzhuang..."

...

After a while, she was slightly sweaty, put her arms around the pillow, and the blush on her cheeks did not fade, but deepened.

Although she still doesn't know how well, although she doesn't seem to have reached the top, and is not as good as when she was with Wei Zhuang, she seems to be able to relieve a lot of unspeakable impulses.

"It's okay, it's okay, don't be shy, I'm 28 years old." Xiaoyuan buried her face in the pillow and said quietly.

She turned over and lay down on the bed, took a look at the pajamas that fell on the side of the bed, bit her lip, took the phone, turned on the camera, and took a photo of herself.

She clutched the disordered heartbeat on her chest, "It's okay, it's normal."

She is in a relationship now, and she can post a bit of "subtle" photos to seduce her girlfriend without being shy.

She exhaled, narrowed her gaze, sent it from WeChat, and then hurriedly rubbed her face into the pillow, making a very embarrassing humble, and hitting the quilt with her calf.

After a while, she went to see the photos she had just taken.

The warm yellow halo outlines her smooth shoulders, delicate collarbone, and the white quilt only slightly blocked the details of her chest, and the outline can still be seen.

She was lying on her stomach, and continuing down, the lines of her buttocks were looming.

Still, okay?

Just don't know how Wei Zhuang reacted?

But the phone is still quiet, probably still busy, right?

When Xiaoyuan sat up and touched her pajamas, the phone vibrated violently, which was a video invitation from Wei Zhuang.

She was startled and shrank the quilt. After a few seconds, she opened the quilt, but she still didn't dare to look directly at the camera. The quilt was pulled below her eyes, "...are you back?"

Wei Zhuang looked at her quietly without saying a word.

Xiaoyuan was too embarrassed, so she turned her face away, she wouldn't even conceal it.

After a while, Wei Zhuang was still looking at her, and the corners of his lips seemed to curl slightly.

For a long time, Xiaoyuan couldn't wait for her to speak to divert her attention, and almost sobbed, so she simply clicked out the video.

"Just now?" Wei Zhuang sent a WeChat message.

"Nothing!" Xiaoyuan pursed her lips, typing back angrily, "I'm sleeping! Humph!" She pulled the quilt, and kicked it a few times with shame and anger.

Wei Zhuang waited for a while, but there was no response from WeChat.

She slowly deleted the phrase "Let me see you" in the dialogue column.

No, forbearance.

She slid to the top of the dialog box to look at the photo, her eyes were full of all the details, and then she returned to Xiaoyuan's eyes. They were bright, and her eyes were a bit scattered and empty, as if waiting for someone to approach her. , So that she was full of hot moisture.

Wei Zhuang bit his thin red lips slightly, lowered his eyes, patience wrinkled between his eyebrows, and let out a sigh of relief.

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