You sell swords, I go crazy, join hands to rectify the entertainment industry

"—"

In fact, Jiang Qiyu should have given him a big blow, and then said a very chic sentence:

"Your boy thinks beautifully."

However, Qi Yu just raised his head and stared at her.

Perhaps it was the angle of looking down that made the man's face, which was completely in line with her aesthetics, look even more dazzling.

Or maybe it was the man who showed his inner concern for gain and loss for the first time, which made her feel a little affectionate.

More likely, she was unable to resist the temptation from Qi Yue.

In short, she neither moved nor spoke.

"..."

She just lowered her eyes slightly and looked at him quietly.

Originally, Qi Yu was ready to be slapped, but when he raised his eyes, he suddenly met the daze in her eyes.

The next moment, the man's playful but clear eyes began to change.

"..."

The two are very close.

She stood on the bed, put her hands on the shoulders in front of her and looked down at the man in her arms.

And he stood on the ground, with one hand wrapped around his waist and attached to the woman's graceful back. He raised his head to meet her, but his chin almost touched his chest.

Up and down, the ambiguity between the lines of sight heats up, and the breathing becomes heavy.

The heartbeats that were already throbbing for each other became more and more restless.

"..."

Qi Yu pursed her lips, and the hand on her back suddenly moved.

Rubbing the soft cloth in his palm with his fingertips, his voice was hoarse, and he spoke the same words:

"Is it really possible?"

Jiang Qiyu's eyes moved slightly, and the right hand resting on the man's shoulder suddenly slid downwards, sticking to his chest like a beating drum, with tender eyes:

"Ask the Bodhisattva."

"—"

Just this answer, which they both knew well, instantly ignited the ambiguity in the entire space where the concentration exceeded the standard.

With his hands on his back, he gently clasped the woman's slender neck, and Qi Yue pressed her against him with the eagerness and recklessness of a teenager.

When she lowered her head obediently without any struggle, she caught it with her lips.

"..."

Exchanging kisses that are so familiar to each other that they can no longer be familiar with each other.

The fingertips of the right hand, which had been hanging in the air for fear of staining the clothes, had quietly penetrated into the hem of the jacket at some point.

Carrying the almost melted ointment with his fingertips, he gently stroked the slightly red skin on her lower back.

"—"

It is clear that the ointment feels cool to the touch, but when it sticks to the skin at this time, the place it passes is like a spark of fire.

The fire that gradually spread on the skin roared.

The shackles on the back were burnt together with the sanity of the people in the fire.

And this fire seemed to have its own consciousness, not only burning more and more intensely, it even burned from the plains full of wildfires all the way to the towering mountains.

The raging fire raged in the high mountains, accompanied by the howling wind, completely starting a prairie fire.

"..."

Jiang Qiyu only felt that there was a lack of oxygen in her brain, and a strange picture flashed in front of her eyes, as if a piece of memory had been lost.

In the blink of an eye, it was like an arrow on the string again.

"?"

Suddenly, she felt something was wrong.

Blinking his misty eyes, he looked intently through the dim light.

"..."

I saw that the person who was supposed to be holding a bow and setting an arrow was stretching his arms at this moment, groping for something in the drawer of the bedside table with a guilty expression.

Before she had time to wonder, Qi Yu withdrew his hand the next moment.

It seems that there is still a square...

"..."

The somewhat confused head regained clarity in an instant, Jiang Qi squinted her eyes in danger, and looked at the man with erratic eyes in front of her:

"You boy..."

It's just that before she finished her teasing words, the man whose ears were so red that he was almost steaming suddenly stretched out his hand and covered her mouth.

"cough......"

Qi Yu coughed lightly, avoided her scrutinizing eyes, and said in a hoarse voice:

"I am prepared for any danger."

"..."

Jiang Qiyu couldn't speak, so she simply raised her eyebrows and looked at him, with a few bright characters written in her eyes——

'Do you believe me? '

Qi Yu felt uncomfortable being watched by her, and it was really unbearable to hold back, so he simply straightened his heart, hugged his waist and exerted a little force——

Turn people over.

Jiang Qiyu didn't struggle, listening to the rustling sound of tearing the package behind her, she still had a leisurely gag:

"Hey, Qi Yue, tell me, does using Okamoto count as wearing a kimono?"

"..."

There was no sound behind me.

She was about to continue asking, but suddenly felt a gentle touch on her lower back.

Her whole body was electrified, her voice was hoarse, and she couldn't say anything flirty.

In the quiet space, she could only hear the hoarse voice of the familiar male voice behind her:

"The place of origin is domestic..."

"—"

"It's a national trend."

After that, she no longer had the mind to think about these wild and unconstrained questions.

"..."

Sleepless all night, until daybreak.

-

The next day.

The angry Jiang Qiyu got two pieces of news, one good and one bad.

good news:

Director Yuan felt that her idea was very good after reading the synopsis, and he was very satisfied with the plot design. He wanted to ask her to chat with her about the details this morning.

bad news:

It was already afternoon when she saw the news.

[The spear sticks shit and pokes someone to death: Can you do it at night? 】

[A Mo bullying middle-aged poor (new film preparation): Qiyu, you finally replied! 】

[A Mo bullying middle-aged poor (new film preparation): I called you several times in the morning and you didn't answer, and you were a little worried. 】

[A Don't bully the middle-aged and poor (new film is in preparation): Nothing happened to you, right? 】

[Pike poked with shit and whoever dies: Not yet, the person is still alive. 】

[A Mo bullying middle-aged poor (new film preparation): That's good, I happened to have an appointment with a few interested investors tonight, would you like to come and communicate with us? 】

"..."

Jiang Qiyu wanted to refuse at first, but she thought about it again.

The production team and investors have a mutual selection relationship. Not only do investors screen them, but they also have to look at what investors are like.

In case when the time comes, she will be bossed around and asked her to change the script again and again.

No, I can't stand it a little bit.

[The spear dipped in shit and pokes whoever dies: Where is it? 】

【A Don't bully the middle-aged and poor (new movie in preparation): [location]】

[A Don't bully the middle-aged and poor (new film preparation): We made an appointment at [-] o'clock in the evening. 】

"?"

Seeing this news, she couldn't help squinting her eyes in confusion.

[The spear sticks shit and pokes whoever dies: Who are the investors? 】

【A Don't bully the middle-aged and poor (new movie is in preparation): Don't you know? 】

[A Mo bullying the middle-aged and poor (new movie preparation): Mr. Qi, Mr. Qiao, Mr. Chi from the entertainment company, Mr. Gu from Gu’s Auto Trade, and several investors will come, this time it can be considered Let's have a small auction. 】

[The spear sticks in shit and pokes who dies: bidding? 】

[The spear sticks shit and pokes who dies: who fights who? 】

[A Don't bully the middle-aged and poor (new film preparation): Investors, competing for our project. 】