All the men I've had are back

Since agreeing to enter the play together, Su Jiaobai obviously felt that the way Gu Jinwu looked at him had changed.

That focused look like watching prey often makes Su Jiaobai tremble all over.

It was as if he was really the young master of the Ji family, as long as he didn't pay attention, Zhou Helan would rush up and bite him clean.

As expected, he is the film king. Su Jiaobai, who is really dedicated, doesn't want it.

After thinking this way, Su Jiaobai thought again: He can't fall behind either!

Su Jiaobai spent a huge amount of money and asked Gu Wen to buy him several sets of Republic of China costumes.

They are all the styles that Ji Xiaogong likes to wear.

Early in the morning, just after dawn, Su Jiaobai was wearing a small ivory gown, holding a script in his hand, and slowly came out sucking soy milk.

Gu Jinwu has arrived.

He is discussing the plot with Wang Taokui.

When he looked up, he saw Su Jiaobai in a small gown, and was obviously taken aback.

"Xiaobai, did you change your costume so early? Didn't you have your show at noon?"

Wang Taokui recruited Su Jiaobai.

Su Jiaobai said embarrassingly: "This is my own clothes. It's not easy for me to get into the drama, so I just want to try not to be out of the drama and treat myself as Ji Nanbai."

Wang Taokui was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "That's a good idea."

Gu Jinwu's hand holding the script tightened slightly.

He lowered his eyes and his eyes fell on the script, but he couldn't read a single word.

Only Su Jiaobai's slender neck in his small gown was in his mind.

A beautiful and elegant young man from the Republic of China, even if he drinks soy milk, his beauty will not be damaged.

Wang Taokui patted Su Jiaobai's shoulder approvingly and said, "My 1000 million is not in vain."

Su Jiaobai didn't dare to take credit, and immediately said: "It was Teacher Gu who gave me the idea."

Wang Taokui turned his head to look at Gu Jinwu again, his vision was obviously much more complicated.

Gu Jinwu looked at Wang Taokui indifferently.

Wang Taokui immediately turned his head away, and said with a little teasing when he spoke, "Don't pretend to be real."

Su Jiaobai naturally thought that Wang Taokui was joking.

Even if he wants to do a fake show for real, he still needs to be happy with it.

"Later Zhou Helan will carry Ji Nanbai all the way from Ji's house to the car." Wang Taokui glanced at Su Jiaobai and asked, "Xiaobai, how many catties are you?"

Su Jiaobai said embarrassedly: "One hundred and two."

Although he really lost weight and his figure looks thin, in fact Su Jiaobai's body is still relatively strong.

It is the legendary saying that you look thin when you dress up, and you look fleshy when you take off your clothes.

But this meat is not fat, but tender meat.

"Xiao Jin, is that okay?"

Men can't say no.

Of course Gu Jinwu nodded.

And this amount is really a piece of cake for Gu Jinwu who has been exercising.

"Then try it now." Wang Taokui said, "Princess Hug."

Su Jiaobai was a little scared.

He is 28 years old, and he still wants to be hugged by a princess.

Gu Jinwu walked over without saying a word, bent over to be hugged by a princess.

Su Jiaobai subconsciously reached out and grabbed his collar, with a panicked expression.

Wang Taokui clapped his hands and said: "Not bad, not bad, we will act like this later." After speaking, Wang Taokui patted Gu Jinwu's shoulder, and said with a smile, "Fitness is not for nothing."

……

Zhou Helan was used to being domineering, and Young Master Ji had no way of resisting, so he just carried him into the car.

"You, what are you going to do?"

Poor Young Master Ji was so frightened by the gun that his body was still shaking when he spoke.

"Take you to dinner."

Holding the young master in his arms, Zhou Helan instinctively felt that this little thing was light and weightless.

"Eat more later, don't save me money. You are too thin, and I'm afraid I'll ruin you." Zhou Helan leaned into the young master's ear in the last sentence, speaking extremely lightly.

These kinds of words are usually the dirty words that Young Master Ji would say to other women, but now Zhou Helan slapped him in the face.

Moreover, Young Master Ji considered himself a gentleman, and would never say such rough love words.

It's usually a soft compliment.

This way he is happy, and so are others.

Zhou Helan's gaze fell on the rose on Ji Nan's white temple, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he plucked the rose, threw it on the ground and trampled it.

"I'll buy you a better one later."

Young Master Ji doesn't want any flowers.These are all things he uses to coax women.

The young master was in unspeakable suffering, and was very aggrieved.

He could only change the subject and said, "You, you won't throw me off, will you?"

"Try?" The man raised his eyebrows.

"I won't try." Ji Nanbai turned his head, but his two thin white hands were tightly grabbing Zhou Helan's collar, fearing that this man would really throw him.

The delicate young master is afraid of pain, and even more afraid of Zhou Helan's gun.

I can only be hugged obediently.

And put up with that person's hands and feet.

Carrying him into the car, Zhou Helan sat in comfortably physically and mentally, brushing away Ji Nanbai's hair hanging on his forehead with his fingertips wearing white gloves, revealing that pretty little face.

"What to eat?"

Young Master Ji dared not speak out, his swarthy eyes were filled with mist, and in a blink of an eye, they hung on his eyelashes, looking pitifully tight.

"Western food? I heard that you came back from a foreign country and like to eat those foreign things."

Ji Nanbai still didn't speak, Zhou Helan asked the driver to drive to the western restaurant on his own.

This is the best western restaurant in Dashang Beach.

There is also a pianist playing.

Ji Nanbai wore slippers on his feet, and a military jacket that Zhou Helan insisted on putting on him. There was a white shirt inside, black trousers underneath, and his soft hair was brushed up, slightly covering his delicate eyebrows and eyes, revealing his bright red eyes. lip.

At this moment, he was pouting like aggrieved.

Young master Ji always likes to go out clean and tidy, who would have thought that one day he would be forcibly carried out of the house by such bandits in disheveled clothes.

What a shame.

Young Master Ji tried his best to keep his head down, fearing that he might run into someone he knew.

"What to eat?"

The big man sat down fiercely, and the chair under him rubbed against the floor, making an ear-piercing sound.

Everyone else in the restaurant looked over.

But after seeing Zhou Helan's military uniform, he immediately retracted his head.

Ji Nanbai scratched the tablecloth, his voice was buzzing, "I want to go home."

"I'll send you back after dinner."

Zhou Helan coaxed the young master with rare patience, then frowned, stared at the menu, and tapped on the table.

The waiters over there pushed and shoved, and finally a person came over and bowed palely, "First, sir, what would you like to eat?"

"What delicious food do you have here?"

"I, our steak here is pretty good..."

"Okay, let's have steak."

"Then, how familiar do you want to be?"

"Oh, me, I like to eat raw meat with blood." Zhou Helan stared at the young master with delicate skin and tender meat when speaking, and then flicked the menu, "Look here."

The waiter sprinted away with the menu, and the steak was served after a while.

Looking at the bloodshot steak in front of him, Ji Nanbai's face turned paler.

Although Zhou Helan has seen other people eat Western food, she has never eaten it herself.

Zhou Helan, who had only seen pigs running, was sullen when he saw his young master still sitting there, his pretty little face pale and pitiful.

He sneered and started eating on his own.

There was a knife and fork next to the steak, Zhou Helan was not used to it.

"Bring me a pair of chopsticks."

The young master finally moved, frowning his pretty little brows, "Where do you use chopsticks to eat western food?"

"I can eat whatever I want to eat."

The man was already very imposing, and he usually suppressed it deliberately when talking to the young master, but now that he suddenly looked over, Ji Nanbai couldn't help but shudder, and immediately felt that he was talking too much.

For a toubob like Zhou Helan who is rampant in Shanghai, it is strange to eat western food with two chopsticks.

The chopsticks came up.

Zhou Helan took a bite, "Not bad."

Young master Ji looked scared, and lowered his head even lower.

After Zhou Helan finished eating the steak, he glanced at the untouched steak in front of Ji Nanbai and said, "Aren't you hungry?"

I'm so scared and full, how can I be hungry.

Ji Nanbai shook his head slightly.

The slender body sat on the chair, huddled in grievance.Because he was wearing his large army coat, he looked even more frail.

"Send you back."

Zhou Helan stood up and walked out.

Ji Nanbai heaved a sigh of relief and followed immediately.

There is a little girl selling flowers at the entrance of the western restaurant.

Zhou Helan stood still, glanced at the little girl, and waved.

The little girl walked over tremblingly.

"Come one."

The big warlord who bought a flower drew a dagger from his waist.

Looking at the snow-white dagger, Ji Nanbai staggered in fright and almost fell.

The little girl had long since disappeared.

Ji Nanbai didn't have the guts to run, his legs were already weak.

Zhou Helan used a dagger to cut off all the thorns on the flower branches.

He rubbed it up and down with his fingertips again, and then he inserted it into Jin Nanbai's temples with satisfaction.

The flowers are still dewy, very fresh.

The young master swayed his head to one side, and the color of his sideburns became more colorful.

Zhou Helan's eyes darkened, and she lightly brushed his earlobe with her fingertips, then stood up straight and said, "In the future, if you give roses to others, I'll cut off your fingers, huh?"

Ji Nanbai trembled all over, his eyes were extremely frightened.

He gave roses to others, what happened to this bandit!He didn't give it to him again!

But people are under the eaves and have to bow their heads.

Ji Nanbai bit his lip and agreed.

At worst, he will send roses, lilies, and carnations in the future!

Zhou Helan gave a doting smile, and slowly helped Young Master Ji unbutton the military coat, and then kissed his limp face again in full view of everyone.

"Let's go back."

The car drove slowly.

Ji Nanbai curled up nervously while turning his head to look out the window.

Speaking of which, this little young master is usually arrogant and domineering. He never expected to meet such a big bully as Zhou Helan, and immediately turned into a little quail.

"So afraid of me, huh?"

The man stretched out his hand and pinched Ji Nanbai's face.

The young master is proud and fleshy, with a little childish baby fat on his face.

Being squeezed together by Zhou Helan's two fingers, the peach blossom eyes are round and round, looking extremely cute.

Zhou Helan chuckled and leaned over.

Ji Nanbai pulled the man's hand vigorously, but he didn't want the man's hand to imprison him like iron pliers, immobilizing him.

The man is tall and straight, pressing up like a mountain.

Zhou Helan's dark eyes were printed in Ji Nanbai's black and white pupils.

The man leaned against him with a soft voice, as if whispering to his lover, "I'm going out for a while, and I'll be back in half a month. Be good, huh?"

Ji Nanbai's face was pinched, and he couldn't speak a word at all.

Zhou Helan kissed him on the small mouth, and then let him go.

The poor young master was so frightened that he dropped his slippers and curled up on the seat.

There were two arrogant and domineering finger marks of the bandits on the small face of Bai Nen.

"Okay, let's go."

The young master scrambled down, didn't even need slippers, and ran into Ji's house barefoot.

"Cut!" Wang Taokui said happily, "Call work!"

Gu Jinwu walked to Su Jiaobai's side, "I'm sorry, is the force too heavy?"

Su Jiaobai's skin was very fair, and Gu Jinwu's two fingerprints were very obvious.

Generally speaking, this kind of pinch marks are drawn by makeup artists.

But Su Jiaobai was really pinched out abruptly.

Facing such a dedicated actor, Su Jiaobai immediately shook his head, "It's okay, it's my skin that's thin. In fact, I usually get knocked like this when I touch it. Actually, it doesn't hurt."

How could it not hurt.

Just now when Su Jiaobai was pinched by Gu Jinwu, the tears of Young Master Ji were not fake.

Gu Jinwu nodded, took a look at the script, and said, "It seems that we will have a sex scene tomorrow."

Su Jiaobai was stunned for a moment, his old face flushed, "Oh." Then he glanced at the actor who looked calm, and felt that he was really unprofessional.

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