Heroine’s Road to Becoming Scum

Ninety-fifth bowl of soup (4)

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She just went out to make a phone call, did she have three minutes? The whole lounge is as cold as an ice cellar. Qing Huan was wearing a skirt with all her limbs exposed. It was freezing, and her hair was erected, and her skin was all over her. It is indeed very hot, the company’s central air-conditioning has not been turned off, and the room temperature has been maintained at a proper temperature. Now...this lounge is probably not much different from the North Pole.

The culprit was lying on the bed and playing with a tablet. Qinghuan heard the ups and downs of the temperature prompt. When the **** wanted to lower the temperature to zero and ordered a quick cooling, she finally couldn't bear it. At this time, the culprit opened the quilt, smiled sweetly at her, patted the bed and stretched out his hands. It seems to be saying, come, come.

"Is it fun?" Really a childish ghost who didn't grow up. She was wrapped up like a zongzi, and she didn't seem to be afraid of the cold anymore. Qing Huan rubbed her exposed arms, kicked off her shoes and went to bed. Zhan Yuao immediately hugged her tightly in his arms, like a child holding his favorite toy.

He did the same before. He wanted her to be in his arms and never showed it. Instead, he quietly lowered the temperature to the point where normal people couldn't bear it. Qing Huan is obviously used to it, but still compromises every time. Because cute people are privileged, especially Zhan Yuao is different from ordinary people. He is more sensitive and vulnerable, but also more loyal and simple. It's like a piece of white paper, not stained with any color, clean.

Zhan Yuao stared at her and kissed her slightly cold peach cheek. She was originally white, because the temperature in the room was too low and there was no **** color. He was a little weak, but he still hugged her tightly with a hot chest. With Qinghuan, using this method to warm her, he refused to increase the temperature a little bit. In Zhan Yuao's mind, low temperature = no separation.

Qing Huan let him hold it and touched his face. Although her chest was quite hot, her face was a bit cold. She could see that Zhan Yuao didn't like this place very much. In fact, if she were not here, he would probably be able to Stay in the villa to death. Qing Huan smiled and kissed his face, and asked, "Can you adapt? If you can't, it doesn't matter if you go home first, I will go back soon."

Zhan Yuao shook his head vigorously, he was there where she was, and never wanted to be separated again, no matter what. He was still uncomfortable, because he didn't really understand why she had to help a strange woman—what was the woman's name, she seemed to be an employee of the company, he only glanced at it, and didn't remember what she grew up with. kind. In short, the other party gave him a very bad impression, because when he went out in the morning, the man even stared at his woman!

Although he stared back fiercely, he didn't feel fierce enough. He should practice more in front of the mirror, so that people will be scared when they see it.

Qinghuan knows that Zhan Yuao is no different from a child. In order to prevent others from knowing the difference between him and ordinary people, before going out with her, he specially practiced facial expressions with the assistance of her and the old housekeeper-extreme He was so cold, he made anyone feel inferior at the first glance, and felt that he was not qualified to talk to him. Facts have proved that the effect is remarkable. Now even in the face of a stranger Zhan Yuao can perform very well, not speaking will only make people think that he is arrogant and disdainful, and no one knows that he can't speak at all.

Pulling the quilt up a bit to cover the exposed shoulders, Qinghuan took out the phone, and Zhan Yuao followed him to look at it. For him, as long as he can watch Qinghuan, he can do it for 24 hours without moving.

There are several new text messages with the same number. Qinghuan knew who sent it. She was too lazy to save her phone number and would not tell Zhan Yu'ao that his mother, who had abandoned her husband and son and eloped with others, came back with her new husband and stepdaughter. I want to get the key card to enter the villa from her, dreaming. Not to mention that Zhan Yuao would not see her, even if Zhan Yuao wanted to see her, Qinghuan would not allow it.

The old housekeeper told her that the old man told her before he died, not to let the young master see his biological mother again.

The old man is Zhan Yuao's grandfather. After Zhan Yuao's father died, Zhan Yuao was pulled up by one hand. Before Qinghuan appeared, the old man had passed away, leaving only the loyal butler. For Zhan Yuao, grandpa is gone, and the butler is another grandpa. Handing Zhan Yuao to Qinghuan, the old housekeeper was very relieved, but he warned him more than once that he must not let the young master see that woman.

"That woman". This name and the tone and expression of the old housekeeper were enough to make Qing Huan guess what was hidden in it. And after being convinced that she would protect Zhan Yu'ao, the old butler did not hide her. Therefore, no matter how the woman got Qinghuan's contact information, Qinghuan would not ignore her.

Missing my son, want to see him? Hope Miss Qing Huan can help?

Qing Huan pursed his mouth, deleted the text message lightly, and pulled the number into the blacklist by the way.

Zhan Yuao rubbed her face, Qinghuan kissed and comforted him, "Later Jiang Yu will come back and I will meet her and tell her about the audition schedule in the afternoon. You are here to wait for me, understand. ?"

A little unhappy, but still nodding Zhan Yuao pointed to his lips, his mouth is very beautiful, naturally diamond-shaped, thin and soft, and light in color.

Qinghuan kissed her as he wanted, and Zhan Yuao immediately wrapped her hands and feet together, kissing back like a baby sucking milk. Qing Huan was almost out of breath by his relatives, but she understood that Zhan Yuao was just lacking in security. Although Quanxing is his business, it is a strange place to him, and he is used to working in a villa. A few days ago, I immediately changed to a new place in the apartment before I got used to it. Qinghuan expected whether I would like it.

The degree of stickiness is comparable to the fat dumplings she raised.

Zhan Yuao felt that such a kiss was not enough. He wished to hide this person a bit smaller and let no one see him, and live in a place where only each other was there. But she didn't seem to like that. She always seemed to have something to do. She usually spoiled him, but before he lost his temper and refused to follow her, she left without looking back. From then on, Zhan Yuao knew a little bit that he could be arrogant and self-willed, but he had to be within the scope of her permission.

Then... what is considered within the scope? This still needs to be explored.

He looked childish, as if his behavior was still under ten years old, but his IQ was solidly beyond the average. Qing Huan never thought that he was a fool, maybe he was crazy, but he definitely had nothing to do with foolishness.

You see, after he knew that he could not stop her from doing what she wanted to do, he never made the same mistake again. After he figured out her bottom line, he would cling to her life when she left him to do errands, and rubbed to satisfaction. Only willing to let go. When she comes back, it will be even more clingy.

Fortunately, he can't speak. If he can speak, that mouth is full of childish sweet words. Qing Huan is afraid that he can't stand this sugar-coated cannonball, so he will give him whatever he wants.

The assistant came and said that they had finished shooting the magazine and came back, and Qing Huan was about to go downstairs. At this moment, Zhan Yuao stopped making trouble, he took the initiative to adjust the temperature back to normal temperature, and pleased to take her earrings for her to wear. It was just that when Qing Huan left, he manipulated the electronic dog to make a beep. When Qing Huan looked back, he held the quilt and stared at her eagerly, as if waiting for her to say something.

"Hey, I'll be back soon."

Then Zhan Yuao did nothing and started counting with the quilt.

One, two, three, four, five, six... Why didn't she say clearly how long it was soon?

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"Isn't the audition of the literary director? Why did it change?"

As soon as Qing Huan walked out of the elevator two steps, she heard someone talking in a low voice at the corner, angrily.

"She has taken the movie queen, what else is she arguing with me? Doesn't she just like niche literary films to sharpen her acting skills? So why are you stealing my role now?! Look down on commercial movies and have the ability to continue to be her literary actress!"

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhh, keep your voice down! What if someone hears it?"

"Why should I keep my voice down? Why should I be wronged?!" The woman who was speaking was almost angry. "This movie is going to be released during the National Day. It's a domestically produced protection month. It's also a film by a literary director. What kind of **** is Jiang Yu, stealing my role?!"

Qinghuan leaned against the wall with her hands around her chest.

"You have several big productions, and the box office is good. Isn't the company praising her? After all, she is young and just got the actress—"

"What do you mean by this? She should be given to her when she is young? What does she have to do with the boss? All resources are thrown on her? I went to shoot M's magazine in the morning. Page! What a great movie queen???"

Qing Huan said in a cool tone: "It's amazing, if you don't like it, take one yourself."

The two who were talking did not expect to be heard. The agent turned pale, but the actress rolled her eyes: "Who are you, give Jiang Yu a chance?"

"I can't talk in the first place, tell the truth." Qing Huan looked at each other up and down. "...Wu Jing, right? You are the top actress in the online voting for bad movies. For three years in a row, Jiang Yu is really inferior to you."

Speaking is poisonous, hit the nail on the head Wu Jing's face suddenly turned blue and white, and she wanted to go up and give her some ear scrapes. She is beautiful. She was an instant hit when she acted in a youth idol TV series that focused on aborting abortions and jumping off the building. She has been involved in a great bad film career since then. It’s strange to say that she always The movies are good at the box office, and the TV series ratings are also good, but the more you brush your presence in front of the audience, the more you expose your shortcomings.

That is, no acting skills.