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After Ji Xinyue sent Xiaobao to school the next morning, she went to the rental house. After chatting with Shen Qing's mother and son, An Ran found her. She hurried to the styling room for styling.

After taking Xiaobao home in the afternoon, An Ran urged him to board the plane and return to the set.

Ji Xinyue had to borrow a seat to film a kiss scene, but she had already been NG'd many times. She hit the clipboard again and again, and Ji Xinyue looked helplessly at the boy in front of her.

"Cheng Ran, don't be nervous, just borrow a seat."

Cheng Ran blushed, and felt a little guilty: "Sister Yinan, this is my first kiss scene."

"Let me teach you."

Under Ji Xinyue's leadership, Cheng Ran re-shooted the kissing scene, and it passed almost three times. Cheng Ran suddenly became Ji Xinyue's little fan, and followed her whenever he had something to do.

Club room.

Hu Ting's cheeks were flushed, and she lay limply on a middle-aged man, holding the man's suit with her fingers, with a smile in the corner of her eyes: "Mr. Zhang, give me that drama."

The person called Mr. Zhang looked at her, his palms lingered up and down her body, and bit her hard.

"That depends on you, whether you have that strength."

When Hu Ting heard this, her red lips fluttered, she straddled the man, and wanted to take off her clothes. Thinking of something, she looked at Chen Hong who was sitting smoking a cigarette, and gritted her teeth: "Brother Chen, can you go out?" ?”

Chen Hong raised his eyebrows slightly, and his vague eyes fell on Mr. Zhang. Mr. Zhang squeezed Hu Ting's waist fiercely, and laughed: "I like the three of us together."

Hu Ting exclaimed, there was a moment of panic in her eyes.

Agents and entertainers...

She couldn't accept it.

"Mr. Zhang, Brother Chen probably doesn't want to...Brother Chen, do you think so?" Hu Ting winked at Chen Hong, a little pitifully.

However, Chen Hong seemed to have not seen her sight, sneered, stood up, walked directly behind her, tore off her skirt, and said with a smile: "Of course I will not refuse Mr. Zhang's request." Hu Ting, do you want to get this play?"

In the middle of the night, Hu Ting fell asleep in the private room. Mr. Zhang put on his clothes, looked at Chen Hong who had already closed his eyes and rested, hesitated, and poured a glass of wine carefully.

"Brother Chen, Mr. Xu over there...Brother Chen, tell Mr. Xu more for me."

Chen Hong raised his eyes slightly, his face seemed to be impatient, and after taking the wine glass, he let people go.

Chen Hong looked at Hu Ting and saw that her body was red and swollen, and there was a trace of pity and ridicule in her eyes.

It was the weekend again, Mr. Jing hadn't seen Xiaobao for a long time, and his mouth was full of nagging, Jing Zexuan had no choice but to take Xiaobao back to Jing's mansion.

After Li Rong saw Jing Zexuan, her eyes and heart were not full of love like before, but she was obedient, staying quietly beside Jing Lao, and didn't say much.

Mr. Jing couldn't see it like this, he said that Jing Zexuan had to stay overnight, and he could take Xiaobao away the next day.

Pulling Li Rong quietly to the kitchen, Elder Jing sighed, "A Rong, Shen Yinan is filming outside, now you get closer to Ze Xuan and he will see how good you are."

Li Rong's eyes were flushed, and she looked a little disappointed: "Grandpa, I also hope that he can see my goodness, but...forget it."

In the afternoon, Li Rong took over the work in the kitchen. During the meal, the dishes on the table were delicious, and Mr. Jing was even more happy.

"Zexuan, you still have a lot of face." Mr. Jing snorted, but his eyes were full of smiles, "On weekdays, I want to ask Ah Rong to cook a few dishes, but it is completely wishful thinking. When you came, you didn't say anything. , someone made it for you, alas..."

Looking at the dishes on the table, Xiaobao took a bite and licked his lips: "Mom's cooking is better than this!"

Li Rong's face was slightly cold, and a coldness flashed across Xiaobao's gaze, but soon, it was replaced by a shallow and somewhat sad smile.

"It seems that Xiaobao likes the dishes made by his mother more. What does Xiaobao like to eat? Can auntie prepare it for you next time?" Li Rong smiled and looked at Xiaobao, her eyes were full of love and pain.

Xiao Bao shook his head at her: "As long as it is my mother's cooking, I like it."

The implication is that apart from Ji Xinyue's food, no matter how much other people try to please him, they don't bother.

Jing Zexuan touched Xiaobao's head approvingly, and Xiaobao was even happier.

Li Rong smiled mischievously, then went into the kitchen again, brought out two glasses of red wine, poured another cup of tea for Jing Lao, and added orange juice for Xiao Bao, she looked at Jing Zexuan with a smile, and raised her glass.

Mr. Jing urged Jing Zexuan to drink, but in desperation, Jing Zexuan picked up the wine glass, touched Li Rong lightly, and took a sip.

Seeing him drink, Li Rong let out a slow breath.

In the evening, Xiaobao was taken to rest by Mr. Jing, and Jing Zexuan stayed alone in the study to process the news. Not long after, he felt hot and dry, as if something was clamoring in his body.

There was some pain on his forehead, he frowned slightly, and walked into his room with his body supported, but saw a graceful figure standing in the room, the woman let out a low cry, as if she didn't expect Jing Zexuan to come in at this time, but was caught by Jing Zexuan. Zexuan pulled over.

Li Rong gently pushed his body, but Jing Zexuan hugged her even tighter. She was happy and bit her lower lip: "Zexuan, we..."

She stopped talking, his face was slowly approaching her, his thin lips seemed to be pressed up, her eyes lit up, and the corners of her mouth slightly curved.

It's getting closer and closer.

Just when he was about to touch her, Jing Zexuan pushed her away, his eyes were a little confused, but he murmured: "You are not her..."

Li Rong stayed in the room alone, she still maintained the movement of being pushed to the ground by Jing Zexuan, a line of tears slowly shed on her face.

She gritted her teeth, took off her clothes, and lay naked on Jing Zexuan's bed, unable to sleep all night.

The people in the Jing mansion had already fallen asleep. Jing Zexuan staggered to find a guest room, opened the door and went in, took out the phone, and heard a faint voice from the phone, his body tightened, and his desire seemed to be Like a volcano, it wants to erupt in thin air.

Ji Xinyue didn't know what Jing Zexuan wanted to do when she called her so late, but she heard some heavy breathing coming from the opposite side, and she thought about the plot of the TV series, her eyes flickered slightly.

"What are you doing?" She asked tentatively.

"Shen Yinan, you should be glad you're not by my side now!" Jing Zexuan said viciously, then hung up the phone and went into the bathroom.

Because Ji Xinyue was making a facial mask and turned on the hands-free, Xiaoxiao slept with her, so she naturally heard it and thought of something.

She swallowed, her eyes wandering: "Sister Nan, is the well always there?"

Ji Xinyue gritted her teeth, not knowing where she got angry, she gave Xiaoxiao a blank look, and hummed: "I don't know!"