Acting just to flirt with her boyfriend [Entertainment]

Xuan Qi, who couldn't stand the teasing, immediately softened into a puddle of water, and his voice was sweet and greasy when lying on Boss Song's body.

With no strength, he raised his neck and gasped for breath.

The waist was caught by Boss Song's long legs, and the back was completely volleyed. Xuan Qi held Boss Song's clothes tightly to keep his balance.

After holding back for a long time, he still buried his head in Boss Song's arms: "We, we, can we..."

"No, don't move, just lie on your stomach." Boss Song was worried that he was injured, and it was the part of his back that would be rubbed if he was so careless. He didn't think about what to do, just teased him, and met him soon. The reaction was really big, and he immediately withdrew his hand, and even his face became serious.

Xuan Qi: "......"

Xiao Qiqi, who urgently needs to be released, can't take it anymore, so she won't listen to him.

In addition, the spirit was a little tense before, and as soon as I relax, tears will fall: "I don't, you weren't like this before, I don't."

As soon as Xuan Qi mentioned that kind of thing, he immediately forgot about his size and status, and was so hungry that he almost went crazy.

The pear blossoms were crying with rain on their small faces, and Boss Song suddenly became irritable.

The little thing was quite obedient, his body didn't move much, but a pair of little hands pulled and tugged at his clothes.

Tears and saliva made a large area of ​​the shirt on the front of the chest wet, and he still knocked it with his teeth from time to time.

Boss Song's scalp was numb, and the evil fire was on his body, but he couldn't do anything to a patient.

Seeing him cry like this is both distressing and helpless, and he habitually patted his back with his hand, thinking that the wound has changed to his shoulder.

The voice was soft: "Don't make trouble, it hurts."

Xuanqi's face was covered with tears, and the tick-tock fell on Boss Song's hot body, looking a little cold, and his tone revealed pleading: "No, no."

Boss Song was twisted so that his forehead was covered with sweat, but he still patiently said, "Sleep."

No matter how much Xuan Qi acted like a baby, he couldn't get any response, so he simply boldly took action.

Boss Song couldn't hold back for a long time, his enthusiasm was so hot that he almost burned a layer of skin off his palm.

Boss Song frowned, Xuanqi player jumped even more fiercely, his face darkened and he was about to get angry.

Unexpectedly, Xuan Qi started crying again: "Look, you don't want it because you were with Wei Xiaohang before you came."

Xuan Qi was also in a hurry, and there was a questioning in his tone.

Boss Song couldn't take it anymore, he couldn't bear it anymore, he picked up his waist and let him sit on his lower abdomen, and the person on him calmed down.

He said with a sullen face, "Say it again."

Some things can be talked about, but some things must not be used as a joke.

Xuan Qi was so frightened that he immediately let go of his anger, shrinking his neck and sobbing: "Then why are you......"

Acting as if Boss Song is a feudal capitalist exploiter who abuses his employees and doesn't give him enough food.

He had a headache, but there was nothing he could do about it. Boss Song gently supported his waist: "Don't cry if it hurts later."

Xuan Qi, who was already crying uncontrollably before it hurt, nodded, putting his hands on Boss Song's chest, which would be a little embarrassing, and nodded almost invisible.

Considering the injury on Xuanqi's back, he could only choose to eat navel oranges.

After entering, Boss Song didn't dare to move at all. He wanted to fix his waist with one hand and hold his shoulder with the other, trying not to let his back bend too hard.

Big drops of sweat from his forehead fell onto the pillow.

My fingertips hurt unbearably.

However, Xuanqi didn't understand Boss Song's good intentions at all, and was not satisfied with being limited to China Unicom at all, so he had to DIY by himself, lifting his waist and twisting his buttocks.

With red eyes, Boss Song removed the hand on his waist, and twisted his restless waist hard: "Don't move, that's it."

Xuan Qi had long since lost hearing any voice, and carried on doing his own way, as if he used this method to prove that Boss Song at this moment is his own and only his own.

Boss Song was trying his best to restrain himself, but now his head is dizzy, and he just wants to go in and go on a rampage.

But no, it’s impossible to move without eating for three to five hours, so it’s better to hold back at the beginning.

Xuan Qi was full of sleep and full of energy, but he didn't enjoy himself after playing for nearly half an hour.

Boss Song's face was like a palette. His dark complexion and red eyes acted as a human-shaped massage stick, and even helped the little fairy on his body to fix his body, which would make his whole body stiff and even unconscious.

Xuan Qi had played enough, and his movements gradually slowed down.

Boss Song let out a breath and was about to speak, but the little goblin on his body opened his spring-colored eyes first, and said in a soft voice, "I, I want that."

Boss Song finally couldn't help but want to swear, he had already prepared his words, but what he opened his mouth to say was: "Sleep when you've had enough fun."

Just kidding, how can I get numb all over my body now.

Xuan Qi went on and on, groping around with both hands, pinching the two switches and not knowing what he was talking about.

The veins on Boss Song's forehead popped out, and he clutched the bed sheet under his body tightly with both hands, swearing in his heart while gritting his teeth.

When the little things are ready, let him eat enough.

It's just that Xuanqi, who can't eat enough now, refuses to let it go, crying and making noises and starting to quarrel again.

Boss Song had no choice but to take it out first and do it himself, and then put it in quickly when the time was right.

Xuan Qi got his wish after a little movement, and finally he was too tired to lie down and fell asleep.

Smash it in your mouth, it seems to be still in the aftertaste.

The sullen Boss Song gave the person above him a hard look, but he was already asleep, so he couldn't see him now.

I had no choice but to back out slowly while supporting my waist, put the person aside and fix it so that I could lie on my stomach, then slowly lifted the quilt and got out of bed to go to the bathroom to get a towel.

Looking at the white skin of the bun and the red color that the chef accidentally stained on the folds, Boss Song sighed helplessly, and wiped off the excess filling.

Boss Song hasn't left the room since he came here, and only Director Wen and Cheng Cheng know that there is a Jiao hiding in Xuanqi's shabby room.

There are people in the crew who want to take over to watch Xuanqi.

After all, with such good acting skills and good looks, she might really become popular in the future.

It will be too late to flatter you at that time.

Director Wen stood at the door of Xuanqi's room, frowning and scolded several of them away impatiently.

I had been cynicizing and sarcastic at him before, now I will see that he is capable, and I have been hooking up with him not far or near when I was filming.

What else would you want to do.

I don't have a high IQ and think that everyone else is as stupid as me, that's really enough.

Director Wen shook his head. These people are all friends in a play, and he is not afraid of offending people.

If you don't focus on acting, you won't go far in the future.

I turned around and prepared to go back to take a break and directly posted a notice in the group, just because I was afraid that some people who didn't know what to do would still want to break in.

If you bump into something you shouldn't bump into again, you will implicate yourself.

As soon as he looked up in distress, he saw the girl who was saved by Xuan Qi.

At this moment, he approached hesitantly with his head down, biting his lips and clutching the corner of his clothes, not daring to speak.

Just now she saw Director Wen lose his temper, but she didn't want to leave.

This is because I really want to see people, I also want to see people, but I can decide at that time

I can't afford to offend the people in the room now.

Director Wen frowned.

Fortunately, considering the poor medical conditions here, he hesitated and called Boss Song himself to compensate for his drunkenness.

At first, I thought that it would be best for a person like Boss Song to just send someone or call a car to pick him up, but he didn't expect to see the real person the next morning after calling the previous afternoon.

You must know that it will take almost a day to drive such a long distance without sleeping or resting, eating or drinking.

Did Boss Song come from Earth Shield?

Thinking of this, Wen Dao felt another burst of heartache.

Damn it, if this is still called nurturing, then other people's marriage in that style can't be compared to hooliganism.

I was still eating carrots and worrying about it.

Director Wen sighed as if letting go of the heart he had been carrying for a long time.

Don't worry about what happens in the future that will ruin a good seedling. Maybe with Boss Song, Xuanqi's future journey will be smoother.

He said softly to the girl in front of him, "It's okay, don't worry."

The girl's shoulders relaxed. She didn't know why the director didn't let everyone watch Xuanqi, but she didn't dare to ask too many questions. She just wanted to ask how the injury was.

Director Wen answered the words before she spoke, as if he was talking to himself, but also as if he was talking to her: "This child has a good heart, you can go and do your work."

Director Wen left on his own, and when passing by the girl, the girl seemed to have heard Director Wen muttering in a low voice.

It seems that he only heard a few scattered words vaguely, and couldn't spell a complete sentence.

"Born...actor....just....own life...acting."

Probably guessing that he should also be praising Xuan Qi's acting skills, and the appearance of that boy sweating and smiling in the sun appeared in his mind.

Can't help the corner of the mouth also evoked a smile.

Some people just have this contagious ability to make others feel what you want them to feel.

Perhaps this is the charm of acting.

Looking at the closed door for the last time, he hesitated for a long time before turning around and leaving.

The author has something to say: Let us light some wax for poor Boss Song!

Good morning!

Thanks to Mr. Slag Gong for the mine, okay!