halva[entertainment]

Su Qingji is more used to sitting and looking at things. She was already lying down, but this time she sat up from the bed, raised the pillow with her backhand, leaned against the head of the bed in a champagne-colored nightdress, her eyes carefully fell on the white background Black text on phone screen.

In terms of watching the Internet, she is really an old cadre who can't keep up with the trend. She is busy filming every day and has a lot of things to do. She reads scripts when she has time. What she reads is the kind of serious literature that she read several years ago, Lily She has never seen such an existence as Wen, let alone a fan with her as the main character. This is the first time she has come into contact with it.

Her heart was half fresh and half curious.

Write about her and Tang Anran?

How can that be written?

Looking at the title of this chapter, she didn't see anything strange at all. Instead, she muttered with a half-smile, "Fingertips are dewy? Picking flowers?"

With a swipe of her finger on the screen, she followed the long picture and read it.

In the bedroom in the opposite building, the decoration style is very warm, the fluffy carpet reveals the warmth of a small home, the warm yellow night light beside the bed is on fluorescent light, there are many big dolls and long pillows on the bed, and the left and right are full of There were two rows, and Tang Anran occupied the narrow one, squeezed in the middle.

She has always been a light sleeper, and often wakes up because of nightmares, so she can feel safe only when she has something around her.

She pulled the quilt up to her chin as usual, and Tang Anran curled up in the warm quilt, lying half curled up on her side, holding the phone in one hand.

The screen was very close, illuminating her delicate cheeks.

"Fingertips... dew?"

Seeing the title of this chapter, she blinked her eyelids, and her expression was suddenly a little subtle.

Tang Anran made several same-sex movies back then. At that time, in order to learn more, she watched Lily and movies a lot. Now that she saw this imaginative hint, she naturally thought in that direction.

This this.....

As soon as it came up, the scale was so big that she hesitated to look down.

She has also seen her colleagues. After "Xiaohan Season" was released, some CP fans wrote about her and Qu Heyun. She was wearing a small vest. She clicked in and took a look, and saw that her name was written Talking about love with Qu Heyun in the movie, she got goosebumps all over her body, and her scalp was numb. From then on, she kept a respectful distance from fan literature that involved her.

It may be because her mother's influence is too deep, Tang Anran instinctively does not want to put herself in a certain relationship.She is good-looking, fair-skinned and beautiful, and her eye-catching appearance has had many suitors since she was a child, but she has never thought of starting any relationship, especially what happened four years ago. Another high wall was blocked in front of the door of my heart that I was unwilling to open.

If it is said that Su Qingji is not enlightened, then she probably doesn't want to be awakened at all.

That day, Su Qingji asked her whether her sexual orientation was male or female for no reason. Tang Anran euphemistically said that she hadn't talked about it, so she didn't know, but in fact, it was more accurate to say that she hadn't thought about it at all.

But to be honest, if this assumption is made, then the balance in her heart should be more in favor of girls, because she still likes to watch Lily, although she has no idea, and even slightly resists, but this does not prevent her It feels good to see the sweet love of two girls.

Tang Anran clicked on the picture, and roughly sized up the first few sentences of this chapter. She hovered her fingers on the screen for a while, and finally curiosity prevailed, she pursed her lips and swiped down the screen.

After drinking tonight, my thoughts became bolder.

She was so erratic that she really wanted to know how these crispy CP powder could describe her and Su Qingji, who was noble and glamorous in everyone's eyes.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the night was getting deeper and deeper.

Reading line by line, the surrounding temperature seems to be getting higher and higher.

Su Qingji's face turned red when she saw it, this kind of writing was unobtrusive, it was the first time she read it in her 27 years of life...

The wheel of the car was soaring to 180 miles and ran directly over the face.

The writing style is very delicate, the details are also very rich, both sensuality and color are taken into account, and the content is full and complete. I will not talk about the literary description of this kind of "Jiaohua||Luo", but the bold and straightforward "wrap||twist...shallow|| Exploring...light||crying...trembling||trembling..." Everything, it's a roller coaster Ferrari.

Su Qingji twitched his beautiful eyebrows, blushed, and watched a paragraph of a paragraph.

There is no way, this is a new world that the veteran cadres of the abstinence department have never dabbled in.

She was studious and studied carefully, looking down and pondering.

"Delicate || standing stamens? This...Where is it written...."

"Wait a minute," Su Qingji read two paragraphs and turned back, smacking in his heart, "This is...why do I want to touch her?"

After savoring it carefully again, suddenly, she was self-taught, as if she had been enlightened with new knowledge, "So, so this is kissing, kissing..."

"hiss--"

"It's okay..."

"Is it so sensitive||sensitive here...?"

Everywhere is fresh, a good car, interpreted by her like a textbook.

Immediately, the next posture made her elusive again, "The slender feet are hooked to the neck... straight | waist? Huh?"

Following the description in the words in her mind, she couldn't imagine how the leg was placed for a long time, and wondered for a long time, "What kind of posture is this?"

"The lines of the abdominal muscles are clear," the article described her own abdominal muscles, and she unconsciously touched her thin waist with obvious muscles. She thought about this description for a long time but didn't understand, "Waist? Up and down? ...?"

A small freeze does not affect the overall experience, Su Qingji continued to look down, his face turned from hot to hot unknowingly.She obviously didn't wear much, and the nightdress was the kind with string suspenders, with her shoulders and half of her back exposed, but heat rose from nowhere and permeated her skin.

The article describes Tang Anran's body ||, Su Qingji involuntarily followed in his mind and came up with it.

Long legs..Slim waist...Tight |

"cough--"

Reality and imagination are combined together, vivid and fragrant.The scene with Tang Anran on the bed at Yunya Hotel was processed by her active brain, and the voice, breathing and feelings of that night were suddenly vivid in her memory, which made her cough violently.

There are also dialogues in the text.

【"Sister...I..."】

【"Do you want to?"】

【"think....."】

【"Huh? What are you thinking?"】

【"Woo...you...you are bad...well..."】

"Snapped--"

With a muffled sound, Su Qingji categorically turned the phone upside down and pressed it on the bed, his heart beating rapidly and chaotically.

damn.....

The pictures in my mind are becoming more and more realistic and detailed, and there is even sound...

She held back and took a deep breath.

So fanhumanities...is the scale so big and exciting?

Affected by her mind, Su Qingji felt as if her whole body was being roasted by fire. She turned over and got out of bed, and took a glass of cold water to drink.

He lay heavily on the bed, his body didn't cool down, and his mind even worse.

My ears are full of my own heartbeat.

And... some imaginary sounds...

"My God, stop, stop!" she cried, covering her eyes.

Seemingly lying peacefully for a while, without warning, she suddenly sat up, stepped on the slippers and got out of bed, picked up the nightgown and put it on, pulled the curtains, opened the balcony door, strode out.

Let's blow some air... calm down...

The bright moon tonight is clear and bright.

Her long hair like a waterfall of black ink hung behind her, and she casually wrapped her apricot white nightgown around her body. The silk fabric was blown by the night wind, making it cool.

"Hiss—" Su Qingji took a breath, and the night wind was blowing through, as if it really helped.

She looked up at the clear moon in the sky, the sky was high and the stars were shining.

Fresh air was sucked into the lungs, and the heart slowly calmed down.

It's past twelve o'clock, Tang Anran should be asleep.

Looking at the opposite window in the night, she thought to herself.

The phone screen suddenly lit up, and Su Qingji raised his hand to see that it was You Luo who sent a WeChat message.

It's a picture of a bottle of red wine, half-drunk.

Immediately afterwards, You Luo sent another sentence: [The wine in this winery is quite delicious. 】

Su Qingji frowned, the balcony was wide, with rattan tables and chairs, she sat down, typed and asked: [Why are you drinking at home in the middle of the night? 】

The background of the photo is the wine rack of You Luo's house, she recognized it at a glance.

You Luo: [Today's concert rehearsal was very successful, let's have a drink or two to relax. 】

Su Qingji asked her back: [The concert rehearsal is complete, what wine do you drink at home?Shouldn't we be celebrating together? 】

You Luo answered casually: [I didn't enjoy myself, so I opened another bottle when I got home. 】

Su Qingji was skeptical of what she said, and the reason why You Luo drank at home almost couldn't be separated from that woman.

After so many years of persuasion, she couldn't persuade her, she was helpless but there was nothing she could do.

You Luo quickly diverted the topic away and asked, [What are you doing? 】

Su Qingji propped his elbows on the armrest of the rattan chair, and wrote back: [The balcony is blowing. 】

You Luo: [? ? ? 】

This time it was You Luo's turn to put a question mark on his face: 【What kind of wind is blowing on your balcony at night? 】

Su Qingji ticked her fingers, intending to tell her that she had a crush on Tang Anran. She knew You Luo too well, so there was no need to hide this matter.

What's more....she may need to find someone to answer questions about all aspects of relationships.

For example... She didn't understand the plot just now...

Su Qingji thought about where to start, and finally said briefly: 【I have something. 】

You Luo's appetite was whetted, and he replied in seconds: [You say. 】

Su Qingji: 【I seem to... fall in love with someone...】

Within two seconds of sending this sentence, You Luo made a voice call.

Su Qingji answered in his ear.

You Luo opened his mouth and didn't speak, but first he laughed wantonly: "Hahahaha——"

Su Qingji was caught off guard, and quickly moved the phone away from his ear, with a bit of embarrassment in his tone, "What are you laughing at?"

You Luo was full of interest: "It's the first time that you fell in love with someone else, can I not laugh?"

Su Qingji secretly liked You Luo when she was a child, but she never told anyone about it, and You Luo naturally didn't know about it.

On the other end of the phone, You Luo urged with 120 points of curiosity: "Hurry up, let me hear who the noble and glamorous Queen Su has fallen in love with?"

Su Qingji was speechless for a while, laughed angrily by her, and confessed in a good mood: "That...Tang Anran."

There was another burst of laughter on the other side of the phone, as You Luo had expected, "Susu, have you finally admitted it?"

On the opposite side, Tang Anran also saw what Su Qingji didn't understand.

As soon as the alcohol went down on his face, he blushed again.

This lady is really...too daring to write...

Unexpectedly, unexpectedly wrote this pose.....

So shameful....

Her neck was dyed red.

But......

Suddenly, she thought of reality, couldn't hold back, and laughed out loud, "Hahaha, it's a pity that the author doesn't know, although she has abdominal muscles, but her waist is not good."

Thinking of this, she was a little out of character, but the description in the article is really emotional|entangled|lingering, not to mention her own name. Looking at it, Tang Anran felt hot, so she simply lifted the quilt , turned over and lay flat.

It's past twelve o'clock. Tomorrow, I will have a meeting with Chen Lu's family and other staff members to discuss and arrange the filming of Leng Rui's plot. There are many things scheduled, so she has to get up early.

However, as soon as I closed my eyes, I didn't know whether it was the stamina of the wine or the stamina of this article. Those lines in the article, with Su Qingji's voice, lingered in my ears.

Tang Anran turned over twice, unable to calm down.

The curtains in the bedroom were drawn tightly, and she suddenly felt stuffy.

So she got off the bed, and with a "crash--", she drew the curtains and opened a window by the way.

The breeze blows in with a gentle coolness.

Outside, the water-like moonlight sprinkled the sky and the earth, a piece of clear brilliance.

It is undeniable that Tang Anran intentionally looked at the opposite building.

At this glance, she was stunned.

On the building opposite, on the balcony opposite, there was a white figure under the moonlight, slim and graceful.

That is.....?

Tang Anran couldn't believe it, she squinted her eyes and carefully identified it.

It was as if a voice exploded in my heart.

God, Su Qingji actually? ..... Live directly across from her?