Paper wedding business [Entertainment circle]

Chu Youqing hugged Cen Zhiwan tightly, and the two stayed at the bottom of the pit for a long time.

If it wasn't for the night wind that rolled up the sand grains and started to blow tightly, I'm afraid they would have to hug each other for a few more hours.

Cen Zhiwan almost fell into a deep sleep in Chu Youqing's soft and lingering waves, until her upturned buttocks regained consciousness, and it hurt like a needle prick.

Cen Liu is not a squeamish younger sister, but tears fell down because of a simple physiological reflex.

Sensitively aware of the increasingly turbulent moisture in her chest, Chu Youqing held her face in her hands, and kissed Cen Zhiwan's crystal clear cheeks twice quickly from left to right, as if to comfort her.

On the contrary, Cen Zhiwan felt embarrassed, wiped away her tears with a wave of her hand, and struggled to twist her hips a few times.

Chu Youqing took her hand, wanting to give her strength to stand up, that hand was soft and firm, slender and well-proportioned, with a delicate and moving sense of reliability.

"My sister's hands are so sexy..." Cen Zhiwan thought happily.

However, in the middle of standing up, Cen Zhiwan bit her lip, hummed and sat down, Chu Youqing quickly put her arm under his arm, supported her in his arms, hugged her again, "Zhiwan!"

Cen Zhiwan finally stood up without breaking any parts, and heaved a sigh of relief, "I fell just now... a little bit hard."

Chu Youqing lowered her eyes, staying on Cen Zhiwan's charming and shy curve, and raised her hand to touch it: "Did you hurt your bones?"

Cen Zhiwan fumbled to block her sister's fingertips, feeling pain, shyness, and embarrassment, trembling slightly, said with tears in her eyes, "It should be fine, but... it hurts when you move it."

Speaking of this, she rubbed her cheek against Chu Youqing's neck, looked up at the hole, and found that there were more than two people in the depth, which was terrifying.

Cen Zhiwan muttered to herself, "Who dug it!"

Chu Youqing observed for a while, her red lips pressed against Cen Zhiwan's delicate auricles, she was slightly angry, as if she wanted to grab her ears, her hot and moist breath roasted her, luring her into the game, "It should be used to... catch her The trap of the little beast..."

Ding!

Cen Zhiwan blushed, suspecting that her sister dug the hole...

She deliberately stared at Chu Youqing, but Chu Youqing was praising her, praising her like a wild beast...

She was flustered, and she quietly grabbed the corner of Chu Youqing's clothes with her fingertips, tugged shyly, then tugged again, tugged again...

The moon is dark and the wind is high, the shadows of the trees are swaying, and the effect of the ghost film is perfect. Cen Zhiwan's radar received the hint of Chu Youqing's radio waves, and what he saw in his eyes seemed to be transformed into a cloud and moonlight, beautiful mountains and clear waters, gurgling streams, singing birds and flowers... …

Since it is a wild beast, it must sit in the sky, let's mate!

But it was the first time in my life to fight in the field, so shy, so excited...

no no no...

Can!Can! ...

Cen Zhiwan's eyes blurred, his feet were lifted off the ground, his slender waist was pinched tightly, and his gaze suddenly surpassed Chu Youqing's hair. It turned out that it was her sister who was holding her high.

They are close to each other, the body temperature and fragrance are passed through the intertwined fabric...

My sister wants to have sex with me!

Cen Zhiwan lowered her eyes and met Chu Youqing's cold and beautiful eyes. She was on top of her, with strands of beautiful hair falling on Chu Youqing's face like a waterfall. Cen Zhiwan hurriedly waved her hands back, unable to cover her Live at the roots of the ears that are already red.

Cen Zhiwan thought about it, after all, it was 1, so she should take the initiative, pouted her lips, pulled her hair back and bent down, and approached Chu Youqing's lips little by little.

Chu Youqing froze for a moment, and quickly swallowed the bright red that Cen Zhiwan had approached, entwined with the sweetness, and kissed for a long time, until Cen Zhiwan was out of breath and almost fell off Chu Youqing's body.

After 15 minutes like this, Chu Youqing told Cen Zhiwan the profound meaning of this "raise high" action, "I will lift you up, and you will pull me up."

"Huh??..." Cen Zhiwan's heart beat wildly, suspecting that there was something wrong with his radar.

She hastened to breathe evenly. At this time, her feet were still hanging in the air. She was held firmly in Chu Youqing's arms. go up..."

Chu Youqing let go of his arms slightly, and Cen Liu, as if fleeing for his life, groped the edge of the pit with both hands, and flew out of the pit with all his strength, light and eye-catching.

Chu Youqing's warm white fingertips rested lightly on the center of her red lips, and rubbed them a few times, feeling unsatisfied...

At the mouth of the pit above, a white-skinned hand was suddenly stretched out, flowing with bright moonlight, and said righteously, "—Sister! Hold on to me! I'm here to save you!"

Chu Youqing smiled inwardly, what a little thing that turned black and white.

The pit was so dark that no one saw it anyway.

Chu Youqing restrained the corners of her slightly raised lips, icy and snowy, and lightly pinched Cen Zhiwan's palm with her knuckles, raised her legs high and kicked off the wall in front of the pit, and jumped up to cover the mouth of the pit with her strength.

When Cen Zhiwan came to his senses, Chu Youqing had already landed on the ground and lightly brushed off his sleeves, while Cen Zhiwan was still prostrated by the pit, with a serious expression and frowned eyebrows, ready to use all his strength to forcibly lift Chu Youqing up. come up.

"Thank you." Chu Youqing was condescending, and Yinyue Hantian glanced at her, as if reminding Cen Zhiwan that there was really no need.

"No...you're welcome." Cen Zhiwan's pretty shadow followed Chu Youqing crookedly, biting her fingers in shame.

Sister's boyfriend Limax, I like it so much! ...

"Ouch!..."

In order to take care of Cen Zhiwan's speed, Chu Youqing had already walked extremely slowly, looking back and asking coldly: "What's wrong?"

The little beasts in her family are causing chaos all day long, and there is no day of peace. Now that she is out of danger, she has no good looks for her for the time being.

Cen Zhiwan supported the waist of the tree, stretched his arms, and smiled sweetly, very brightly, shamelessly, "Sister carry me!!"

Chu Youqing was expressionless.

The crew of "The Song of the Ming Dynasty", on a night where the westerly wind howled, seven or eight actors rushed down from the mountain in one breath, screaming like savages, Director Zheng was so angry that his liver hurt!

He ordered everyone to stand in a row, and the heavy movie magazines were rolled into strong paper tubes, one head after another, knocking wildly over.

It was Cen Zhiwan's turn. Cen Zhiwan was escorted down the mountain by Chu Yinghou, and he was arrested and brought to justice in person.

Director Zheng knocked her, but couldn't let go, Chu Youqing stood behind Cen Zhiwan, looking at the director coldly.

The people who clean up Cen's traffic have already appeared, and Director Zheng still wants to say a few words, "The one who should be hit is you. You are afraid, so you pick a few brave ones to go up the mountain to watch ghosts together! You walked down by yourself. A few, all rolled down!"

"—No next time! Disband!!"

The sandstorm is everywhere, people can't stand outside, scattered like birds and beasts.

Cen Zhiwan's delicate face was hidden in the chaos.

She didn't walk down the mountain by herself at all, she was forcibly carried down by Chu Youqing!

They all said no more...

Cen Zhiwan was just flirting, to get over the addiction of acting like a baby to the queen of Chu, after all, she has a peerless boyfriend, but how dare she really let her recite it!

Chu Youqing said impatiently: "Are you going to come up?"

Cen Zhiwan hugged the tree trunk tightly, "I don't..."

Chu Youqing's soft hair was blown up by the wind, "Want to go back to the pit?"

Cen Zhiwan shook his head, gritted his teeth, and jumped up.

She leaned on Chu Youqing's shoulders, grabbing Chu Youqing's seaweed-like hair in her hands to prevent them from running around. The moon was hiding behind the clouds, bouncing, and Cen Zhiwan was also bouncing, hiding behind the clouds. In my sister's hair...

"Hold on..." Chu Youqing walked softly and carefully, and when he heard Cen Zhiwan inhaling indiscernibly, he turned his face to comfort him.

My sister's long hair has a faint fragrance.

Chu Youqing looked alienated and deserted on the outside, but in fact he was considerate and caring, so perfect.

How can He De meet such a wife on a blind date!

Cen Zhiwan sucked the tip of her nose, wanting to cry.

"Sister..." Cen Zhiwan wrapped her arms around Chu Youqing's beautiful neck, pressed her cheeks against her, and pressed her cheeks tightly, and swore she swore that she could easily catch her, "I won't run around anymore..."

Chu Youqing was not moved at all, "This is the second time you have said it."

really?

Cen Zhiwan didn't dare to speak again, and swallowed the second half of the sentence into her stomach.

Sister, I will never leave you...

Cen Zhiwan entered Chu Youqing's RV, and everyone in the production team went to their own rooms, all sweating for Cen Liu, the celestial master of catching ghosts. The Queen of Shadows personally rectified discipline, and it was indispensable to clean it up.

Zhuang Rui stared at Chu Yinghou's RV, and was the last to leave.

His cousin, Zhuang Shuxuan, returned to the company and became a small vice president in order to chase the queen of Chu.In the eyes of outsiders, it is a glamorous and extraordinary high position, and it is also an excellent thing for Zhuang Rui.

Zhuang Rui and Cen Zhiwan made their debut in the same year with a difference of five months.He was very popular and proud, and wanted to chase Cen Zhiwan, but he didn't have time to act.

Because after black-viva formed a group, they immediately kicked Zhuang Rui's men's group until their noses were bruised and their faces were swollen, not to mention all the endorsements. Due to sales problems, the team actually disbanded in less than a year and had to fly solo. The dark history of speech.

Fortunately, my cousin Zhuang Shuxuan reminisced about the past, settled Xuezang Zhuang Rui's matter, and took Zhuang Rui's agent's signature back into his hands.

Zhuang Rui vowed back then that he would not rely on the sky or the earth, but rely on his talent and this face to become the top class among the top class.

It had only been three months since he became popular, but his army was defeated like a mountain, and he suffered double beatings from reality and Cen Zhiwan, and became a wave ahead.

The agent told him that he was not even qualified to bind Cen Zhiwan.

Zhuang Rui regretted it very much. He studied all the female artists at that time, and Cen Zhiwan was the one with the most potential, the No. [-] seed.

When he was in full bloom, wasn't He Cen Zhiwan a man of talent and beauty, a golden boy and a jade girl?

It's a pity that it was too late, otherwise, if there was a casual quarrel and a few breakups in the street, he wouldn't be silent, and now he can dominate the headlines.

Zhuang Rui is the character of Sunshine Little Milk Dog, but he likes to plan and cares about gains and losses.

When he lost power, he was drunk and dreamed of death, unable to survive, and was picked up again by his cousin Zhuang Shuxuan. With a backer, he was immediately overjoyed and complacent, and his imagination was full of imagination every day, playing the role of the male number three, and observing Cen Zhiwan.

It's a pity that Cen Zhiwan doesn't seem to remember him at all. After all, within a year, the black-viva girl group was born, and there were not [-], but [-] of the same team that gave them a cold.

Director Zheng gave a lecture just now, and Zhuang Rui wanted to take the opportunity to step up and say a few words for Cen Zhiwan. He didn't care about the presence of Queen Chu, and he was afraid that he would also be disgusted with him.

Zhuang Rui thought to himself, Yinghou Chu is his future cousin, how can he have any deep hatred for him, it must be resolved.

Zhuang Rui glanced across Chu Youqing inadvertently, and his relaxed expression instantly froze.

On Chu Youqing's graceful front, where the indescribable whiteness is, there are a few bright red marks, the water color of grapefruit red, lively and charming, exactly the same as Cen Zhiwan's lipstick.

Zhuang Rui frowned tightly, although he couldn't tell the reason, he could only feel the wind and sand and the cold dog food slapping his face indiscriminately.