Fast Time Travel: The Villain's First Love

Chapter 181: The Counter-Attack Actor (14)

Song Beiji's newly registered Weibo has not yet been authenticated, and there are not many followers, but Situ Kun and Mu Zhili have many fans. He was already at the forefront of the limelight, but now when the two of them forwarded it, netizens started to make trouble.

You Xiaoxiao, who was still asleep, saw this Weibo, and broke two vases in the living room angrily. Her fingers refused to drop on the repost. Song Beiji ignored the Weibo she posted. This is his follow list And he doesn't have himself, if the one who is on the top line gets closer, if he doesn't reply this time, he will slap her in the face!
She tightened the fingers in her hand, and the irritability between her brows and eyes became more and more intense. There are countless artists under Mingyao, and there are also a few who are good-looking and have acting skills. It is obvious that fans now like the new generation of young actors. What kind of capital do you have to come to this circle to get a piece of the pie!

Mu Zhili not only has a bad temper, but also has a sick mind!

Who is not good to sign, sign Song Beiji!
You Xiaoxiao pinched her brows and thought to herself, as long as Song Beiji doesn't set foot in this circle, she can give him 2000 million in consideration of her original kindness. If 2000 million doesn't work, she can give him 5000 million. This money is enough to buy him the rest of his life!
Just about to contact him, You Xiaoxiao realized a problem. She didn't even have his mobile phone number, so she threw her mobile phone to the ground in a fit of anger.

……

Although the house is unoccupied, everything is ready. After Song Beiji washed up, he came out of the bathroom wearing the bathrobe he had turned out. The bathrobe was undoubtedly brand new, but it was obvious that only men could wear it. He thought of Mu Zhi The raccoon has an older brother, probably his backup.

Song Beiji wiped his hair with a towel in one hand, then sat on the head of the bed, and swiped his phone with the other. When he saw their reposts, he reached out and liked them, and then scrolled down for comments. Some of the comments were kind, but most of them They all scolded him.

The words were fierce and harsh, Song Beiji pursed his mouth into a straight line, restraining his emotions, he didn't even think about turning off the comment permission, scolding, it can be regarded as a kind of motivation.

He didn't have the thought of flipping down. The clothes in the fully automatic washing machine had already been dried. He took them out and touched them with his hands. They were [-]% to [-]% dry, so he wouldn't delay wearing them tomorrow.

After hanging the clothes on the drying platform, Song Beiji turned around and went back to the house to take the cigarettes he had unpacked. He leaned against the window sill and looked at the balcony next to her. There was a wall across from her where she lived.

He lit a cigarette, looked away, and looked down at the scenery outside the high-rise building. The background was bleak and lonely, and a smoke ring spewed out of his mouth. He brushed the cigarette butt with his fingers, and the ash fell down, and he took another puff. The handsome face became darker and more sexy.

After smoking a few cigarettes in a row, he calmed down the depression in his heart, and then he went back to his room.

Throwing himself on the big bed, the 1.8-meter-wide bed was covered with thick cushions, he turned over and covered the quilt on his body, the smell of sunlight still remained, he took a deep breath greedily, he was about to Forget how long it has been since I had a good night's sleep.

The house he originally rented, not to mention the small place, in every corner, because of the backlight all the year round, some of the putty has been peeled off, and there are all kinds of damp and musty smells.Sleeping in a bar and curling up can only nest on the sofa, not to mention the Internet cafe, half of the body is numb when I wake up.

This kind of warm and comfortable feeling makes people unable to help but sink into it, so deep that they can't extricate themselves, shrinking down, Song Beiji tried his best to wrap himself in the quilt, enjoying this comfort, the sound of breathing in the quiet room gradually changed Light becomes even.

……

The moonlight is as cool as water, crawling in along the balcony, trying to silently rush into that person's dream, but the window was blocked by thick curtains, and the person on the big bed in the room turned over with the quilt in his arms , the smile on the corner of his mouth got deeper and deeper, and there was nothing to hide in this night.

Under the soft and dim light, Song Beiji sank into the leather sofa. The door of the box was suddenly opened, and a woman with a voluptuous figure came in from the outside. The woman could not see her face clearly against the light. The white and slender thighs were exposed between the raised feet, and the woman was naturally charming, and it was only after walking into him that she could see the man's face clearly.

It was Mu Zhili.

She smiled sweetly, seductively, and sat down next to him, with her fingers on his shoulders, as if he had been immobilized, he froze there, unable to move, and could only feel her getting stronger and stronger. The closer the body.

She got up and wrapped her arms around his neck, sat on his lap, rested her head on his shoulder, and asked softly, "Do I look good?"

Of course she was good-looking, much better-looking than the female stars in this circle, but he couldn't utter a word with his lips moving.

She seemed dissatisfied when she didn't get his answer, her red lips pouted coquettishly, "Do I look good?"

The soft and waxy voice was sweeter than cotton candy, he didn't feel any discomfort at all, he just felt that if she could call his name, he would be satisfied.

He finally said two words, "It looks good."

She smiled, and her good mood could be seen from the corners of her brows to the corners of her eyes. She moved one hand away from his neck, stroked his cheek, and leaned over to kiss the corner of his mouth.

The soft lips fell, and his arms unconsciously wrapped around the waist of the person in his arms. There was an intimacy between the two of them. Her kisses did not stop, along the corners of her mouth, chin, and finally landed on his Adam's apple.

He raised his head slightly, and his Adam's apple rolled, which was just convenient for her to kiss, and his hands were pressed against his chest like catkins to tease.

The panting sound became heavier and heavier, the hot air sprayed from his nose could melt the other person, his body was getting hotter and hotter, he gradually became dissatisfied with her superficial kiss, he exerted force with his arms, pressed her against him, and grabbed her with one hand chin, the kiss fell heavily on her lips, the lips and teeth were close together, and the faint fragrance floated.

The person in his arms writhed restlessly, adding firewood to him all the time, wanting to drive him crazy. Just before letting go of her, the person in his arms gasped heavily in his ear, A soft whisper sounded in my ears: "I'll help you..."

She leaned her head up and kissed his chin, and moved her hand down his thin waist inch by inch...

When they were about to reach their destination, a bell rang suddenly, and the two gluey people separated instantly, waking up the person in the dream.

Song Beiji opened his eyes suddenly, and held the action of turning off the alarm clock without moving. There was an unconcealable embarrassment in his eyes. He suddenly jumped off the bed, stepped on the floor, his face was gloomy, and he strode towards the bathroom.

Here, Mu Zhili was still awake when she received the call from the assistant. She picked up the phone and connected it. She rubbed herself against the pillow and said in a buzzing voice, "Well, I'm at home. Are you here?"

"Doorbell? Didn't hear the doorbell." She grabbed a handful of curly hair, sat up and put on her slippers, "Wait a minute, I'll open the door."

Putting her hand on the doorknob of the bedroom, she was stunned. She remembered something and said with a dry smile, "Ke Ke, I lived in Jinyuan yesterday, so I forgot to tell you."

Hearing what she said to come here, Mu Zhili turned and walked to the bathroom, "Well, okay, come here, slow down on the way."

(End of this chapter)