After Marriage, the Boss Discover My True Identity

  Chapter 9 This figure is barely able to not drool

  The people left in the fan group are diehard fans who have no reason. Once Jio instigated them, they immediately took action and collectively bombed the Weibo of "screenwriter Xiaoli"—

   "It's just such a'photo trick' who saw the light die, you actually said love? Are you blind?"

   "I went to the crew to explore the class, this screenwriter Xiaoli is really ugly and earthy, not at all like the photos."

  Passers-by and Xia Li’s new fans immediately retorted:

   "This photo is so sharp, it must not be P."

   "I agree with the one upstairs. You see her background is a blind. If she is P, she will definitely recognize her."

  Anqi Liang’s fan: “If it wasn’t for her guilty conscience, why did she spend money to blow up her account and delete her ugly photos from the entire network?”

  Passerby: "A little transparent screenwriter, it's impossible to have money to do this, right? You must have said too much and was blocked by the system."

  Angel Leung’s fans, under the guidance of Jio, directly put down the war post: “Didn’t the screenwriter Xiaoli say that she will return to the crew tomorrow? Since you don’t believe me, make an appointment tomorrow and go see the real person together.”

The new fans of   passers-by and Xia Li trumpet were a little curious, and many people responded to the appointment and agreed to go to the gate of the "Peach Blossom Margin" crew together the next day.

  ...

  The next day.

  The screenwriter's time is relatively free. Xia Li can go anytime, but she specifically asked Liang Anqi to go to the crew at nine o'clock in the morning.

  So at six o'clock the next morning, Xia Li got up from the bed and prepared to exercise in the gym on the first floor.

  Exercising in the morning can reduce edema, and after applying makeup, the face will appear smaller.

  It’s just that she didn’t expect that Li Beichuan was already lifting dumbbells after arriving at the gym.

  How early does this brother get up? Have you got up since Pangu opened the world?

  Li Beichuan did not put on a shirt, showing just the right tendons. The mermaid line on the waist and abdomen was very juvenile, and also had the charm of a mature man.

  She only saw a bead of sweat on her waist and abdomen slowly descending along the mermaid line, sinking into the loose trousers...

  This figure...I can barely see it.

  But if Monica was there, she would definitely make a groundhog scream again.

  Xia Li calmly opened her eyes, and walked past Li Beichuan without squinting, taking off her coat as she walked, revealing her vest line.

   Suddenly there were more people in the gym, and Li Beichuan looked over subconsciously.

  He only saw Xia Li wearing a black tight-fitting sportswear with a belly exposed, walking in front of her like a proud black swan, walking straight to the treadmill in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, and started stretching with the treadmill's handrails.

  Xia Li has long hands and feet, and she is naturally the kind of superior figure suitable for ballet dancing.

  She put a tripod on the armrest of the treadmill, leaned sideways and slowly pressed her upper body to the side of her leg.

  Li Beichuan's gaze shifted from Xia Li's face to her A4 waist, where there were two waists that were harder to train than a vest line.

  His gaze shifts down, and he has slender and straight thighs.

  Li Beichuan's black eyes slowly narrowed.

  The first lady in Kyoto, Xia Li really can afford this name.

  Here, Xia Li, who is doing stretching and warming up, can feel Li Beichuan's gaze on her.

  The man’s eyes are obviously cold, but he doesn’t know why, but when his eyes fall on the person, they are hot.

  Inch by inch, it looks like a fire is roasting.

  Probably she is too attractive.

  As Li Beichuan’s fiancée, she thought, searching the entire circle of celebrities, there is no better position than her.

  Xia Li couldn't help but raised her proud little tail, but—

   "Chuck", Xia Li overstretched and hurt her waist.

   "Hiss—" She took a breath of pain in pain.

  This is probably because God is educating her, even if she is already a perfect person, she still can’t sneer, right?

  Xia Li was about to pretend to easily remove her foot from the treadmill armrest. The next moment, she only felt a big hand holding her waist with a hot temperature.

  (End of this chapter)