Bo Shao don't talk about love: I am an acting school

Is your brother supposed to give you a bath?What asshole logic.

Of course, Sang Jiuqing didn't know that Bo Luocheng's back was bleeding because of her, so her conscience didn't hurt at all. After taking a bath comfortably, she saw that someone was still stiff and sitting there , raised his eyebrows.

"Good night."

After saying that, he fell down on the big bed and rolled comfortably for a few times before stopping.

Bo Luocheng's face turned green with anger, what kind of attitude, didn't he just wipe his sweat tenderly and affectionately, and then turned away and refused to recognize anyone, heh, this woman.

"Sang Jiuqing, do you dare to say that you don't like me?"

"Tell me clearly, Sang Jiuqing, don't sleep tonight."

Bo Luocheng got up and pulled him up, the movement of his arm made his back hurt like tearing, but he couldn't care less about these now.

Sang Jiuqing was so shaken that she almost threw up. She opened her eyes in a daze, and frowned when she saw the man gnashing her teeth.

"Boluo City, you are sick, aren't you?"

Bo Luocheng stared at Sang Jiuqing's eyes seriously, his lips were tightly pursed, and his pupils were light.

"Do you like me?"

Sang Jiuqing froze all over, but only for a moment, then relaxed again, shaking off the hand that imprisoned her in Boluo City.

"No woman would dislike you, and I'm just a vulgar woman."

Just because of this?
Those women liked him, probably because of his money, power and appearance, but such liking was not what he wanted.

Bai Luocheng got up lightly, as if he had made some decision, mixed with the tangled gauze in front of him, and slightly bloodthirsty eyes, Sang Jiuqing actually felt that he was full of fatal temptation.

"Maybe, you can like me a little more, Sang Jiuqing, or try to fall in love with me. As long as you love me, I will give you the best of me."

Sang Jiuqing was shocked by these words and stayed on the bed. What do you mean?
What do these words mean, or is he just setting her up to make her fall in love with him and then abandon her...

Thinking of this, his brows tightened. Didn't this person promise the position of Li Yaqianbai's young mistress, and now he said these misunderstandings, it's really scheming.

The corner of her mouth hooked, and she slowly broke free from the other party's holding her hand.

"Young Master Bai, you know that I'm used to being heartless. Once I get serious, it's terrible. Maybe when I fall in love with you and you abandon me again, I might choose to die with you."

Bo Luocheng raised his eyebrows, that's the best, he will never abandon her, thinking about it, there are some smiles in his eyes.

"Wait until you fall in love with me."

There won't be such a day...

Sang Jiuqing nodded, but her heart was like a bright mirror. Seeing Bo Luocheng walking towards the bathroom, she was a little worried that the man would really wet the wound, so she followed in by accident.

"You have an injury on your back, you can only wipe it with a handkerchief, otherwise it will cause inflammation."

Boluo City glanced over indifferently, meaning why are you still standing there?

The corner of Sang Jiuqing's mouth twitched, took the handkerchief beside him and wet it with water, and began to wipe the opponent's upper body carefully, avoiding the bandages and scars.

Bo Luo City squinted his eyes enjoying it. It was rare for this woman to be so obedient. The slight coolness was on his back and lower abdomen, moving slowly. Although the current situation should not have those charming thoughts, Bo Luo City still Crooked building.

After wiping, Sang Jiuqing just wanted to take his hand back when Bo Luocheng pinched his wrist. When he raised his eyes, he met the scarlet eyes of the other party. After a little thought, he understood, and the corner of his mouth twitched. .

"Next, continue."

Sang Jiuqing was laughed angrily, shook her hand, but did not shake off, her tone suddenly became frivolous.

"Young Master Bai, you are already like this, save yourself, it's not suitable for exercise tonight, maybe you have to bandage again."

Bo Luocheng raised his eyebrows, and suddenly thought that if Sang Jiuqing really helped him wipe his face, he would probably turn into a wolf and pounce on the man first, then he sighed regretfully and let go of the man.

Sang Jiuqing turned around and went out of the bathroom. Hearing the slight sound of water behind him, a look of confusion flashed in his eyes. He walked to the side French window, looked at the neon lights outside, and suddenly what Bo Luocheng said just now came out again.

Try to fall in love with him, love is such a thing, if you fall in love, you will never be able to recover, let alone a person like Bo Luocheng.

It's not that she can't, but she doesn't dare.

She has long since lost the ability to love someone, and the special thing about Boluo City not long ago has been wiped out, so how could she fall in love with him.

Sang Jiuqing saw the cigarette case on the side, took out a light smoke, and suddenly felt a little bored, holding the cigarette in one hand, and took out the phone with the other.

Only then did I realize that the popularity of Mu Bing and her on the Internet has not subsided. Judging from this, it must have been popular for a day.

It was only then that she truly realized Mu Bing's influence. In such a short period of time, the album was out of stock, and the number of people who added it reached 1000 million. What kind of concept is this?

Can't help but sigh, the Great God is the Great God.

Sang Jiuqing looked at his fans, he had increased by several million in just one day, most of them were Mu Bing's fans, he shook his head and smiled.

"You and my male god match very well, the best match in the entertainment industry is you and him."

"Yeah, I didn't expect that you can not only act, but also sing so well. From now on, you will be my goddess."

"You are the most beautiful, do not accept refutation."

The fans of the two are still enjoying themselves, and this is the first time this has happened in the entertainment industry.

Sang Jiuqing raised her eyebrows, seeing fans yelling for her to post on Weibo again, with a smile in her eyes, she lightly edited the news with her fingertips.

——Little fairies, how is the air above? (dog face)

The fans were wailing about why the goddess disappeared again, and they swiped to this Weibo so suddenly that they almost spewed water out of their mouths.

"Not bad, I just got off the top."

"My goddess always doesn't follow the routine."

"Laughing pee... I've become a fan of you again~ Sang Jiuqing, why are you so cute?"

After Sang Jiuqing posted this post, it took only a minute to see it, and the number of comments was close to 1. It was so shocking that she didn't know that she was so popular.

Looking at everyone's comments again, my heart warmed up, smiles filled my brows and eyes, I stopped smoking, put it on the ashtray beside me, and brushed my own comments lightly.

"what are you laughing at?"

The voice from Boluo City came suddenly, and Sang Jiuqing paused his fingers swiping Weibo, and when he looked up to see someone with wet hair, the smile in his eyes deepened by two points.

"Of course it's Weibo, these fans are really cute."

fan?Bai Luocheng raised his eyebrows, watching Sang Jiuqing move his fingers silently and ignored him, and took out his mobile phone, only then did he realize that she had posted on Weibo again, and immediately logged into his own account.

Looking at the content of the other party's Weibo, the corners of his mouth twitched, both angry and funny, why is this person not serious when posting on Weibo.

With a flick of a finger, he also started editing comments.

——It’s late, please send me up, thank you.

When the trumpet of Sangcheng Yishu made a statement, the fans gave him a lot of face, after all, he was a senior figure.

Within a few minutes, the nickname Sangcheng Yishu became popular again. He was already a frequent visitor on Sang Jiuqing's Weibo, so Sang Jiuqing was naturally familiar.

She raised her eyebrows, she was really curious about what this person looked like, her eyes moved, she wanted to reply but didn't know what to say, so she could only flip through the comments one by one for fun.

Sang Jiuqing's Weibo post is not serious, and Bo Luocheng's comments are not, because this sentence is a common way to grab the hot spots, it seems that now he is keen to grab Sang Jiuqing's Weibo hot spots, and every time He can rank first, so in the eyes of many fans, he is undoubtedly the same as Sang Jiuqing.

Boluo City didn't care about the news on the Internet any more, put down the phone, looked at the man with a rippling smile on his face, walked over suddenly, grabbed the man with both hands, and hugged him into his arms.

Sang Jiuqing's hand trembled, almost shaking the phone out. His whole body was surrounded by the other person's body temperature, and he gradually softened. The lights in the room were brightly lit, and the shadows of two people were reflected in the French windows. A short, looking extraordinarily warm.

"Stop watching, go to sleep, you still have to film tomorrow."

Boluo City suddenly made a sound, very gentle, and accidentally touched Sang Jiuqing's ear with his lips, feeling her body stiffen, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

"Or don't sleep, let's do something else meaningful..."

The ending sound was deliberately raised a few points, making the hooked people's hearts flutter.

Sang Jiuqing glanced at the bandage on Bo Luocheng's back, and the corner of his mouth twitched. It was all like this, and he was still thinking about other things, which was also powerful, and he pushed the person away lightly.

"If Young Master Bai is not afraid of bleeding from the bandage on his back, I don't mind fighting with you in blood."

Boluo City's heart suddenly became hot, and he hurriedly led Sang Jiuqing to the bed, almost saying, what are you waiting for, hurry up.

A black line hung down Sang Jiuqing's forehead, thinking that this man was really desperate, he shook off the other's hand, his voice sullen, and he didn't know if he was angry with him or himself.

"I'm here for my aunt."

Bo Luocheng raised his eyebrows, obviously not believing it, he pushed the person lightly, and covered it himself.

"I do not believe."

Sang Jiuqing was pressed tightly and wanted to push him away, but this man was too heavy, and now he deliberately put his whole body on her body, it was like a mountain, and she almost threw the little girl My fate is here.

"Get up, you're dead again."

Bo Luocheng supported his head, apparently unwilling to let him go easily. Hearing what the other party said, he slowly moved his fingertips to Sang Jiuqing's chest, and pulled the button off.

"I'm heavy? Back in the night before, why didn't you despise me for being heavy? Women were really ruthless."

Sang Jiuqing gritted her teeth. If it wasn't for the injury on this man's back, she would have kicked him to death.

Bo Luocheng didn't care what was right, and directly tucked his fingers into the skirt.