Passerby A, she's on top again

The fireworks in Nanshi are bright.

Duan Xue'er felt cold to the bone.

Today, she came to sleep with her for her role as the heroine in a web drama.

The director had promised her that as long as she was happy to serve him, she would be the heroine in this drama, not to mention this one, even the heroine of the next one.

Although the director is as fat as a pig, a man in his early forties is no less energetic than a young man. As soon as the lights are turned off on the bed, he can enjoy himself like other people. Besides, this director has a good reputation in the industry. For Duan Xueer, who is now banned It's hard to come by.

The Gu family was gone, and Xiao Li was no longer seeing her, so Duan Xueer readily accepted.

But what she didn't expect was that the director had a special habit. When she entered the box and saw the row of props and two other strong men, she turned around and ran away in fright.

She wanted to be popular, but she was more afraid of her life. She was not a novice, and she also knew that there were many men and women in the entertainment industry who were played to death by the golden director.

His thoughts were confused, and suddenly a pair of straight and slender legs appeared in his sight. The person who came was wearing black Martin boots, and the snowflakes falling around him were blocked.

Duan Xue'er was stunned for a moment, then looked up along her straight legs, and what came into her eyes was a young man with a handsome appearance and gentle eyes.

He held an umbrella in his hand and looked down at him. There was a black Rolls Royce parked on the side of the road behind him.

"Sister, keep warm in the cold weather." The soft tone escaped from the young man's lips, Song Xuanyi looked at the woman with red eyes like a rabbit and stretched out her hand, "Sister, don't you remember me?"

Duan Xueer hesitated for a while, put her cold little hand into the young man's big one, and asked blankly, "Sir, who are you?"

Duan Xue'er was very sure that she didn't know this man. He had an extraordinary bearing, and he was the kind of person who could be easily recognized in the crowd. If she had seen her, it was impossible not to know him, not to mention that he looked very skilled with her.

"It's been a long time, it's normal for senior sister not to remember." Song Xuanyi pulled him up from the ground and hugged him tightly, "Let's go back to the car to warm up first." Senior sister's body is cold, and she will get sick if she stays any longer .

Duan Xueer's eyes flickered, she didn't refuse, and she replied docilely: "Okay."

She needs power to rely on now, otherwise she would not rush to the hotel to serve the director without hesitation. Now that such a good prey is delivered to her door, she has no reason to let him go.

It doesn't matter who this man thinks she is, what matters is this person's identity and status.

Sijia.

After eating and drinking enough, Sim Mu rubbed his slightly swollen belly, leaned on the sofa and looked at the man washing the dishes in the kitchen with a dim light in his eyes.

I have to say that Si Yan is really a good brother, and also a businessman with great means and strength. The original owner didn't know how to cherish such a good brother. Now that she enjoys the care of the other party instead of the original owner, naturally she can't hurt Si Yan like the original owner.

The seniors of the space-time bureau often say that those people in the plane are just a bunch of cold data, and everything in the plane is a fixed program.

Is it really what they say?Is all this around what the data can show?
Even if it is data, it must be a string of fresh and vital data.

Picking up a grape on the coffee table and putting it into her mouth, the sweet girl's eyebrows and eyes curved.

At this time, Si Yan just finished washing the dishes and took off his apron. Seeing the girl's happy appearance, he curled his mouth and said, "Get up after eating so you won't gain weight. Let's go. Uncle Li has prepared a lot of fireworks outside."

"Okay." Sim Mu got up quickly, grinned at Si Yan, and ran out of the villa impatiently.

Simu is very simple, she treats whoever treats her well, and whoever treats her should be cherished.