Kuai Chuan: I really don’t want to be a villain

After the hot pot dinner, some people went back to school and some went back to their off-campus residences.

The sales of the "Broken Cocoon" album brought Song Qiao nearly 5 million in income. She bought a large, well-decorated flat in a community near the school. It is said to be nearby and kilometers away from the school. The community environment is very good. It's quiet and green. If something happens and it's too late, she won't go back to school and comes directly here.

After returning home, Gu Mingjun drank a little too much. He was already half drunk when he walked in. He was dizzy and was supported by Song Qiao and sat on the sofa. Song Qiao poured a glass of warm water and handed it to Gu Mingjun, then went to the bathroom to fill the bathtub with water.

"Go take a shower quickly, your whole body smells like hot pot." Song Qiao put the water on and walked to Gu Mingjun to urge him.

Gu Mingjun was only half drunk and still conscious. After resting on the sofa for a while, he was able to move normally. After hearing this, he walked towards the bathroom.

After Song Qiao took a shower in the second bathroom and got out the hair dryer, he saw Gu Mingjun slowly walking out of the bathroom wearing a nightgown and holding on to the wall.

She slowly walked to the sofa and sat down, her hair wet on her shoulders, her eyes closed and motionless. Song Qiao went over to dry her hair. When their hair was almost dry, Gu Mingjun was almost sober.

What I drank was beer. After the drunkenness passed, it was nothing.

After Song Qiao finished his work in the study, he returned to the bedroom and found that Gu Mingjun was still awake. She dimmed the bedside lamp and got into bed, "Why aren't you sleeping yet? You have to go back to school tomorrow."

Gu Mingjun put down his phone, gave Song Qiao a weird smile, took out the wet towel on the bedside, and wiped his hands. Song Qiao got into the quilt and said, "No trouble tonight."

"No..." Gu Mingjun reached over and hugged her, "You lie down and rest, I'll do it."

"Gu Mingjun!" Song Qiao was furious and grabbed the hand that was stuck in his clothes. Before he could say anything, Song Qiao was gagged.

There was only one nonsense, and the second time Gu Mingjun felt powerless. She lay on Song Qiao and rubbed against her, "Do you not love me anymore..."

Song Qiao didn't want to answer such non-nutritive words after intense exercise. Lying down was also very tiring. She just wanted to breathe and didn't want to talk. "Look...you just don't love me anymore...you don't even bother to pay attention to me..." Gu Mingjun refused to give up.

"No, I love you very much..." Song Qiao whispered.

"It's so perfunctory, your language is pale, you are no longer interested in me, and you lied to me that you love me..." Gu Mingjun groaned.

Song Qiao's vision went dark, and she felt that tenosynovitis was about to develop if she continued like this. She wanted to slap Gu Mingjun out of bed, but she was not cruel enough to do so.

The young girl rubbed against her body and said strange words to stimulate her from time to time. Song Qiao had no choice but to stop her noisy mouth.

Facts have proved that Gu Mingjun is a representative of people who are addicted to food. She provoked Song Qiao, and soon she cried and begged for mercy and surrendered. Unfortunately, the angry person did not relent. She could only hug Song Qiao tightly while sobbing, and then Fall asleep in exhaustion.

After a week, Song Qiao got a good rest.

Before May Day, Xie Yuzhou found Song Qiao, "The Literary Society and the Ancient Style Society held a selection event on ancient themes. My idea is to take a group of photos, so that I can feel the atmosphere of the story."

Song Qiao pondered, "Have you connected the photography with the location?"

"The contact has been made. There are two choices for the address. I haven't finalized it yet." Xie Yuzhou sat next to Song Qiao and discussed in a low voice.

Gu Mingjun knocked on the table, "Is there anything I can do for you?" She would not admit that she was jealous.

Su Wanqing stood next to Gu Mingjun, "I am also a member of the literary club, Zhouzhou, don't forget me."

Zhouzhou... Xie Yuzhou ignored Su Wanqing and looked at Song Qiao. "I'll design it, four sets of costumes, the four of us will take a set of photos together, and you can find someone to make them."

Xie Yuzhou was stunned, but within an hour, Song Qiao handed over the design manuscript to Xie Yuzhou.

Since he was already immune to this person, Xie Yuzhou didn't ask any questions and just arranged for a personal costumer at home to make it.

After the finished product came out, Xie Yuzhou immediately determined the shooting location, "Sentimental Stream!"

Duoqingjian is located in Southwest China. The surrounding scenery is magnificent. There are strange rocks under the stream. The water mist under the waterfall often forms a beautiful rainbow under the sunlight. During the May Day holiday, I took my photographer with me and a group of four people took a private plane to the scenic spot.

The abandoned Murong Qi gritted his teeth at home, but was helpless. Who made this trip be designated as a girls' trip and no men were allowed.

The manuscript designed by Song Qiao perfectly fits the temperament. Xie Yuzhou is wearing a blue uniform and is positioned as a court historian. Su Wanqing is wearing a goose-yellow skirt and is a female doctor. Gu Mingjun is a princess. Dressed in red, she looks heroic yet feminine. In order to match the look, her curly hair was made straight, which is a huge sacrifice.

Song Qiao himself wore very simple regular clothes, with a lace-up lining and a white outer robe, only decorated with silver stripes.

Duoqingjian is not a popular scenic spot, and even on May Day, the traffic is not very large. Moreover, there is no cable car here, so you can only walk up the mountain. After arriving in Southwest Province, the group first found a suitable address to take single photos, and finally went to Duoqingjian.

The other three people finished filming quickly. Song Qiao's was arranged together in Duoqingjian. They changed their clothes in the hotel and gathered together. After seeing Song Qiao, they were all stunned.

After the clothes were made, this was the first time Song Qiao wore them. When it was given to her, she took one look and said it was suitable without trying it on. Only then did she realize what she meant by suitable.

Not only is it suitable, it is simply tailor-made.

I usually only think that Song Qiao is beautiful, but I didn't expect that she would be so... outstanding in this ancient costume.

It seems as if it really traveled through time and space from ancient times.

Gu Mingjun's eyes seemed to shine. She walked to Song Qiao and said, "Your background is that of a knight, but you look like a fairy to me."

"Glib tongue." Song Qiao smiled.

Because Gu Mingjun's intrusion broke the ancient charm, Xie Yuzhou glanced at Song Qiao and took the lead to leave.

Duoqingjian is not very high, and it was not difficult for a few people to climb up. Unexpectedly, there was a group of people filming here, and they were sorting things out before they started. Song Qiao and the others didn't pay too much attention.

The photographer was borrowed by Xie Yuzhou from Tianhai Entertainment. He has very good skills and is very satisfied with this arrangement. After all, the photos taken are all beautiful women. Song Qiao followed the request and stood at the strange stone under the waterfall, looking into the distance.

There was a constant clicking sound, and the photographer went crazy. Song Qiao didn't deliberately pose. She just admired the scenery, and then thought of the palace owner, the Lingxing Palace built on the cliff, and the days when Brother Diao saw all the great rivers and mountains.

As she was thinking about it, she lowered her head slightly, and a gust of wind happened to blow by, blowing up her sleeves and blowing mist on her body. For a moment, it seemed like a still painting, in which was a peerless woman from thousands of years ago.

Xie Yuzhou looked at Song Qiao intently, with infinite regret and sadness in her heart. It would be rare to meet this person again in her life, how could she be willing to let go...

Gu Mingjun frowned slightly and took a step forward. She felt that at that moment, Song Qiao didn't seem to belong to her, but to another person, a person from another era.

Not far from the strange stone, another wave of people preparing to take pictures held their breaths and watched the scene. Among them, a middle-aged man wearing a peaked cap stood in the crowd. He was the core figure at first glance. His eyes were full of brilliance and he kept mumbling. : "I found Dugu Yue."

"I finally found someone who can play Dugu Yue."