Chapter 141 The cold movie king asks for a good pet 9
Chapter 141 The cold movie king asks for a good pet 9
What...did he touch?
His brain couldn't accept what Lin Shuang was talking about. He obviously had physical contact with actresses when he was acting, but he would feel uncomfortable and even nauseated to the point where he had to wash it off many times.
However, with his eyes closed and no vision, other senses were amplified. He had never known that a girl's skin could be so soft.
"It's washed." Lin Shuang repeated, "The clothes are also put on."
Hearing this, the man's breath relaxed. The moment he opened his eyes, he turned to stone. He closed his eyes calmly and said angrily: "Get out."
He was also naive and actually believed her words.
That touch of spring burst into his mind. Simu's breath was unsteady, and his face was as cold as ice.
After wiping herself dry, Lin Shuang wandered around the room, openly opening her suitcase to look for clothes, while the man listened to her movements with his sharp ears.
"There may be surveillance equipment in this house. You are not famous yet, so your privacy must be protected." He was obviously very angry, but he couldn't help but warn him.
Lin Shuang put on her clothes and said, "You should have checked."
Simu stopped talking.
After getting dressed, Lin Shuang dragged her suitcase and stood in front of him again, "I just helped you chase away a peach blossom, and I borrowed your bathroom to cancel it out. Goodbye."
After saying that, she passed by him, made sure there was no one else outside, opened the door and left.
Hearing the sound of the door closing, Simu opened his eyes cautiously and slowly. There was no one else in front of him, only the lingering cold fragrance. He unconsciously took a greedy deep breath, and when he realized it, his brows furrowed tightly.
His personal space was invaded by others, but he didn't feel disgusted. He even... found the smell very reassuring.
Simu thought about what Lin Shuang had just said before walking past where she was.
Peach blossom?
Someone has another evil idea.
His eyes were slightly cold, and the door to his room could be opened at any time, which showed the relationship between the other party and the hotel. He glanced at the bed and walked around to the bathroom in disgust.
The bathroom had just been used and was still humid with heating. He looked at the little water stains and couldn't help but touch them. His neck also felt itchy. Touching the warm water vapor, he hesitated again and again, taking off his clothes. Stand inside and start washing your body.
The clenched teeth were released, and the water flowed down the beautiful collarbone and lumbar muscles. In the mist of water vapor, the man's well-defined mermaid lines were looming, and the beautiful auricles were exposed under the moist black hair. All his structures were so perfect. , the slightly unsatisfactory part is the alienation from the people around me.
It's been this way since he was a child, and he can't change it even if he wants to, but Lin Shuang seems to be an accident. At least so far, he hasn't had that kind of feeling for her, but wants to get close to her.
Maybe he has a new problem.
After washing up, he wiped his hair and sat on a chair, reading the script, but he couldn't help but pay attention to the situation next door.
Lin Shuang should have been asleep at this time. The layout of the two rooms is the same. She also sleeps on such a bed. What is her position, lying flat or on her side?
Simu felt that he was a little confused. He would have forgotten the existence of Lin Shuang before he met her, but once he met her, his mind was almost occupied by her and he couldn't even read the script.
After calming down, he covered the script and called Xiao Zhang.
Xiao Zhang answered the phone in a daze, "Hey, Brother Mu, what's the matter?"
He's so pathetic, he's sleeping in the car.
Simu: "...Nothing's wrong, are you asleep?"
Xiao Zhang: "I'm asleep."
Simu: "Then go to sleep."
After hanging up the phone, Xiao Zhang twitched the corners of his mouth and continued to sleep without daring to get angry or speak.
The next day, I heard that Song Yingying had a cold, and her substitutes came on directly. There were too many accidents during this recording, and the director hadn't relaxed yet. He heard from Feng Qiaoqiao that he wanted to cancel the schedule and let the program be re-recorded. This immediately caused a stir. complaints from other celebrities.
They worked hard to record the two-day program all day long, but some people still canceled their schedules and started recording again if they asked for a new one?
The director was also one of the top two, so he brought Feng Qiaoqiao to discuss it.
Feng Qiaoqiao's knees were treated, but it was still uncomfortable to walk. She sat directly in the wheelchair and let Yang Rourou push her over.
"Director, I have shown you the greatest kindness by not asking your program team for compensation." Feng Qiaoqiao took off his sunglasses with a look of displeasure on his face, "Just cancel this time and start over next time. Can't we each take a step back?" ”
The director is in his 30s and has a relatively mild temper. This program is also proof of his successful landing. He has never encountered such a situation as Feng Qiaoqiao, and he suddenly felt a little angry.
"Now that you have made this decision, I will edit out the part about you yesterday."
Feng Qiaoqiao sensed something was wrong. Just as she was about to speak, a man's refreshing smile came from behind her, "Our Qiaoqiao is not feeling well and in a bad mood. Director, please don't mind."
Everyone looked back and saw a man wearing a flashy suit and sunglasses walking over.
The man took off his sunglasses, revealing his unruly smiling eyes. He stood behind Feng Qiaoqiao, supporting her wheelchair with one hand, leaning forward and asking with concern, "Qiaoqiao, does your leg still hurt?"
The man was Chen Hongyu, the boss of Jinghong Pictures. He had a crush on Feng Qiaoqiao before he inherited the company. After inheriting his own company, he spent a lot of money to recruit Feng Qiaoqiao and paid a lot of money to support her.
Feng Qiaoqiao has been refusing to welcome him, and has maintained an ambiguous relationship with him. He also enjoys this feeling. As long as it is within his ability, he will give her whatever Feng Qiaoqiao wants.
No, when he heard that Feng Qiaoqiao was injured and was being ostracized by other celebrities, he immediately rushed over to support her.
"It hurts, I'm fine, Mr. Chen." Feng Qiaoqiao lowered his eyes and gritted his teeth: "Although I really want to continue recording the show, everyone will only think that I am holding back, so I said I will come again next time, but the director... It seems that I am playing tricks."
Chen Hongyu's playful face immediately turned serious, and he said to the director: "Just tell me how much the compensation will be. It's not like I can't afford it. Leave this crappy show to those celebrities who don't have the right standards."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw from the corner of his eye Simu who was reading the script gracefully with his legs folded behind the director. A smile appeared on his face again, "Oh, isn't this Simu? It's been a long time. I haven't seen you for a long time. The price I offered you last time is... If you are not satisfied, we can talk about it next time when we have time."
When other people heard this, they asked, "What's going on? What's the price?"
Simu only raised his head slightly, his eyes seemed to be looking at a stranger.
Yang Rourou secretly looked over there and saw Lin Shuang sitting next to Simu with her head down and playing with her mobile phone. It had only been half a month, but her status was already completely different from hers...
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