Knock it off!The Shenyan couple are also in love today and sprinkle sugar

Light and shadow illuminate the overlapping figures on the bed through the door frame.

Fu Jingyan's hands were tied to the head of the bed, red marks were drawn on his wrist bones, a messy quilt was pressed under his body, and his shirt was loose and half-open, revealing a clear and distinct collarbone.

The dignified and legendary top stream is like a beautiful, strong and miserable fox who is only imprisoned.

Bo Zhi straddled his waist and tugged at his collar fiercely, as if she was going to ravage him in the next second.

This is what Jiang Can saw when he opened the door.

"Ahhh-"

After all, Jiang Can is a simple and inexperienced little idol, so he reached out and slapped his face to cover his face reflexively, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, you keep going, I didn't see anything!"

Bo Zhi's back stiffened, and she quickly turned her head to look at Jiang Can who was yelling that she hadn't seen anything.

Then he met the two big Kazilan eyes that he wanted to cover his whole face, but he was looking at them curiously and shyly, for fear of missing a little detail.

"..."

Bo Zhi Liangliang asked back: "You say again that you didn't see anything?"

Jiang Can vaguely sensed that he would be at risk of being silenced, and the little idol bowed and apologized loudly: "I'm sorry——"

Then run away.

"stop!"

Bo Zhi immediately called him to stop, but not for the sake of silence, but for her image of being wise and mighty.

She quickly explained: "This matter is not what you think, you listen to my sophistry."

Fu Jingyan chuckled lazily: "Fiancée, get off me first, it seems that these words still have some convincing force."

Jiang Can opened his big eyes and nodded as the little chicken pecked at the rice.

Bo Zhi picked up the pillow and pressed it on Fu Jingyan's head, "Shut up!"

There is a posture of wanting to kill him alive.

Jiang Can felt that it might not be what he thought.

"I misunderstood, I misunderstood, sister Zhizhi, please be merciful!!!"

Bo Zhi nodded in satisfaction, and then moved the pillow away.

"Well," the man with messy forehead replied in a bit of embarrassment, his handsome face was still sexy and seductive, and he said sincerely to Jiang Can: "Zhizhi just thinks I'm too bad, and wants to punish me, it's definitely not your idea like that."

Jiang Can: "..."

Thin Branch: "..."

Little idol's world cracked again with a click.

Roaring wildly in my heart, no!That's it!Exactly what he thought! ! !

He clapped his hands to his head, and yelled, 'Is this something I can watch without paying? ’ and ran away like a gust of wind.

Bo Zhi: "..."

"Fu, fox, raccoon!" Bo Zhi squeezed out each word from her teeth.

She is crazy to feel sorry for him!

This is obviously a thousand-year-old fox, what kind of chat room is he playing here!

"Well, I'm here."

Fu Jingyan chuckled from his throat as if he couldn't hold it back, and the corners of his eyes and brows were rippling, as if he was very happy.

Bo Zhi's gaze touched his clear and surging beautiful eyes, and the irritable little flames in his heart gradually became lighter and lighter as they went up, and finally turned into pink flames of little hearts when they reached the top of his head.

The little pink love flame swayed above her head twice.

Finally, Bo Zhi went out of his room cursing:

"Forget it, he's so good-looking and so sweet when he smiles, just take it easy, or at worst, just kill Xiao Aidou."

Little idol: "?"

……

That night, not only Fu Jingyan was interviewed by the director, but each guest took turns.

"Since the third episode is an immersive role-playing reality show, I won't introduce the details directly into the scene tomorrow. You should familiarize yourself with the process in advance today."

With that said, the director handed Bo Zhi a small notebook.

When Bo Zhi heard about immersive role-playing, didn't that mean she was in her old profession?Finally stop singing those damn songs!

Going on the stage for two episodes in a row and howling, not to mention throwing it away, she almost thought that she was participating in The Voice of China.

Bo Zhi confidently opened the small book, and saw that there were five big black characters written on it - Night Shanghai Dancer.

"..."

Bo Zhi paused for a few seconds, then raised her eyes and asked the director, "Does the dancer need to perform on stage?"

The director thinks this question is too beautiful to ask.

So he replied: "Do restaurant chefs need to cook with a spoon?"

"Probably not necessary," Bo Zhipi looked at the opposite director with a half-smile, and said in a sinister voice, "After all, the cook doesn't want to swing the spoon, he just wants to swing you."

It's as if she has a golf club now and can send the director's head to travel in space in the next second.

director:"……"

Cowardly, pitiful and helpless.jpg

The director cleared his throat, and said righteously: "Even if it's me who wants to fuck, the cook still has to cook."

"Why!?" Bo Zhi didn't even want to sing anymore.

Is she thin and shameless?

Now the whole internet is filled with her beautiful singing like a lark on earth, and netizens affectionately call her—the Queen of Yuetan.

Who wants to release a new song for them in the first issue!

"There is no wife in the wife's cake, so why do dancers have to sing on stage?!"

Director: "..." Hey, this is nonsense.

At worst, he would be crooked too, and the director said, "Then you don't have to sing, you dance."

Bo Zhi fell into an eerie silence again.

The director was suspicious: "Bo Zhizhi, you can't dance, can you?"

It shouldn't look like that, Bozhi's figure looks no worse than those of professional dancers, with slender shoulders and slender neckline, it looks like she has learned it.

Learned is indeed learned.

Bo Zhi looked at the director again, feeling that she underestimated him.

"I used to think you were vicious, but I didn't expect you... to be so vicious."

director:"?"

"It's not enough to expose my singing, but also to expose my beautiful dancing posture that twists like a paralyzed goose."

Through her short description, the director really has a picture.

Bo Zhi said bitterly, "I hate you!"

Then he turned away aggressively.

The director murmured in shock: "It's useless to sing and dance with Bo Zhi. You really broke through the entertainment circle with just one face."

The assistant director said: "She has very good acting skills. I heard that she is the number one major in Chinese opera, but when she first debuted, she would have a bad reputation and the resources are too cruel, otherwise she would have become a fledgling girl."

"So awesome?" The director obviously doesn't pay much attention to things like filming.

"Well, Bo Zhi is a direct disciple of a master of Chinese opera. She is very low-key and never shows off publicly."

Otherwise, the status of her own disciple alone would be enough for her to make her debut. After all, those who can be called masters are well-known bigwigs in the industry.

The assistant director smiled, "In time, if you want to invite her to the show again, it may not be the price."

The director snorted, "I made money as a co-author."

Knocking twice interrupted the conversation between the two, and Zhu Luoling walked in with a smile on his lips, "I heard that the director has something to do with me?"