My daughter is so annoying

"Really."

Zhao Xiaomin smiled sweetly and said, "Thank you."

He went upstairs in his high heels.

The female assistant was at a loss. What is wrong with her today? I haven't seen her say thank you to anyone before.

"Xiaoya, please give me your luggage, I will live alone tonight."

"what?"

"Ah, what, I'm going to talk to Director Chen about the script tonight, you can just find a place to live nearby."

The female assistant was disgusting, but Zhao Xiaomin was the company's cash cow. She could only hand Zhao Xiaomin the suitcase and left the hotel alone.

Zhao Xiaomin returned to the room, pushed the suitcase forward, and lay down on the sofa.

She looked at the ceiling beautifully, and said with a smile to herself: "You dare to blackmail me, now it's in my hands, I'll see how you run."

Some indescribable images appeared in her mind one after another, and the expressions on her face gradually became richer.

Zhao Xiaomin has been brooding over this matter since she chatted with Fang Cheng several times a few years ago but was rejected.

She is also considered a veteran star in the circle. Although she is 32 years old, she has spent money on her face for a long time, and her body is well maintained. Who would deny himself.

Zhao Xiaomin couldn't swallow this breath, but at that time, he had no time and no way to contact Fangcheng, so this breath has been maintained until now.

From then on, as long as there is news about Fangcheng on the Internet, Zhao Xiaomin will pay attention to it immediately.

Zhao Xiaomin felt more and more that Fang Cheng was a perfect man, who could sing, write, handsome, rich, kung fu, and in good shape.

Those little milk dogs in the entertainment industry look like dogs, but when they really get on the bed, they look like teacup dogs.

Small and weak.

Zhao Xiaomin hasn't cared so much about a man for a long time.

She wanted to occupy, she wanted to take off his clothes and see if his body was as perfect as his.

Zhao Xiaomin slowly recovered from her imagination. She walked into the bathroom and turned on the faucet. When the water in the bathtub was almost full, she took off everything and lay down in it.

From head to toe, and even a certain place, she washed it carefully.

Wrapping her whole body with a bath towel, she walked to the living room and changed into the clothes she planned to wear tomorrow night. Zhao Xiaomin sat in front of the dressing table and began to put on makeup.

She didn't miss a single location, and tried to make every place flawless.

"It's so pretty." She put down her lipstick, took out the perfume from her bag, and sprayed some on her body.

At this time, nine forty.

Zhao Xiaomin pushed open the door and glanced at the room diagonally opposite. There was no light under the crack of the door, so he probably hadn't come back yet.

Zhao Xiaomin sat on the sofa and waited for the time to pass.

……

On the way back to the hotel.

Guo Qilin smiled and said, "Uncle Fang, you can drink quite well, and you can still drink back and forth with my master."

"Hi, it's just been a long time since I've had a drink, I'm just greedy for this wine."

"Uncle Fang, then go back to the hotel and have a good night's rest. I'll pick you up tomorrow afternoon to our celebration site."

"it is good."

The car stopped, and even though Fang Cheng said he was not drunk, Guo Qilin still helped Fang Cheng to the hotel room and poured him a glass of water.

"Qilin, you have to give something first if you want to get something. Since you have chosen to take this path, wrap yourself up a little tighter, so that you can go further like your father."

Guo Qilin was stunned for a moment, the smile on his face faded a bit, and then he immediately replied: "I know, if there is nothing else, I will go back first."

"Okay, be careful on the road."

"Ah."

Guo Qilin left, Fang Cheng closed the door and ran to the bathroom to take a shower.

After taking a bath, people are much more awake.

Fang Cheng brought a pack of disposable underwear when he came this time. After drinking today, his body was also dirty. Fang Cheng could only wrap his clothes in a bath towel and wash them in the washing machine, then sat on the sofa and had a fight with Yang Yueyue. A video call.

"Did you obviously sleep?"

"Just fell asleep."

"Where's Mom?"

"Mom is taking a shower in the bathroom, how are you doing over there?"

Fang Cheng smiled and said, "Brother Qian and Guo Degang arranged for me a room in a five-star hotel. The environment is very nice. Let me show you."

Fang Cheng walked around the room with his mobile phone.

"Then when are you coming back?"

"It probably took a few days. When we were drinking today, brother Qian made an appointment with me after listening to the cross talk tomorrow, and going to his horse farm the day after tomorrow. Then Lang Liangliang and the others also made an appointment with me."

Yang Yueyue is not an unreasonable person, she replied after listening: "Okay, then remember to call me early tomorrow, obviously he is still arguing for Dad at night."

"Okay, I must call early tomorrow."

"Well, it's getting late, your face is flushed, you must have drunk a lot, go to bed early."

Fang Cheng hurriedly explained: "I just took a hot bath and my face turned red."

"Okay, okay, I see, that's it, good night, sleep well."

"Good night."

After hanging up the phone, Fang Cheng smiled unconsciously.

Then he took the initiative to send a WeChat message to Guo Qilin: "Are you there?"

2 minute later.

"Uncle Fang, I'm already home, go to bed early."