Pride goddess (entertainment circle)

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"Tong Zhen." The woman said, "My name is Tong Zhen."

"Ms. Tong." Xie Qiuling said, "How did you and Tongtong meet?"

Tong Zhen lowered her head slightly, revealing her most perfect profile, and countered him with a gentle and virtuous posture, "I..."

Xie Qiutong yawned and came out of the bedroom, only to find that the two were chatting happily.

"Brother, you..."

Xie Qiutong greeted in a daze, "Why are you here?"

Xie Qiuling stood up, "On the way to the company, I happened to pass by here, so I came to see you. I won't disturb you, I'll go first."

"Have a good time with her little girl, don't show her face casually. You are so many years older than her, you have to look like an elder."

"Hey...you...not...I..."

Before Xie Qiutong could say anything, Xie Qiuling had already waved his hand and left.

Tong Zhen covered her mouth and laughed, "Your brother is really an interesting person."

Xie Qiutong glared at her viciously, "Tongzhen! What did you say to him?"

Tong Zhen hugged Xie Qiutong's waist very leisurely and naturally, blinking her almond eyes, "Kiss me once, and I'll tell you."

There is a supple glow on the lips, and the lip lines are so faded that they are almost invisible, like a delicious cherries, inviting people to taste.

Xie Qiutong gasped and backed away.

Tong Zhen smiled even more happily.

The subtext is, I am joking with you, it scares you!

Xie Qiutong felt embarrassed.

This is her house, her home field.How come Tong Zhen, the borrower, leads the rhythm?

Too weak!

Grinding his teeth, he smiled meaningfully, "Okay, very good."

Xie Qiutong held his breath and locked himself in the bedroom, making up his mind to practice hard.

After scrutinizing her and Tong Zhen's acquaintance, Xie Qiutong found that sometimes people have a thick skin and can only enjoy themselves if they are open-minded.

But when you gaze into the abyss, the abyss gazes into you.And how can you be deeper and blacker than the abyss?

Can't afford to provoke it!

At this time, Tong Zhen knocked on the door outside the house, "Tong Tong, it's time for work today, you should enter the studio."

Xie Qiutong fell on his back on the bed with his hands behind his head.

Over the years, others have urged her: Tongtong should stop painting and pay attention to her body.

Now the situation is reversed, the man outside the door is urging her to work.

She won't go!

Tong Zhen outside the door said, "I'm wearing a wide-sleeved fairy skirt and a flying fairy bun today..."

The decision Xie Qiutong had just made was a little shaken.

The wide-sleeved flowing fairy skirt can be imitated according to the patterns in ancient times.But the flying fairy bun made of hairpins and hairpins is rare.

Because it is rare, most of the headgear is ready-made on the market.This is also the reason why she didn't do Tongzhen's hairstyle for her first time drawing a model.

I really don't know who Tong Zhen learned this skill from, just move her fingers a few times, and the elegant and graceful bun comes out.

It's a pity that she has short hair, otherwise Tong Zhen would really make her a bun.

Xie Qiutong was moved and got up from the bed.

As soon as I walked to the door and put my hand on the doorknob, I heard the woman outside singing the tune of "Du Shiniang", "Xie Niang, if you are hungry and panic, just tell Zhen Zhen, Zhen Zhen will help you fly to the sky superior."

Xie Qiutong lowered his eyelids, "..."

What a mess!

He lay back on the bed and covered his head with the quilt.

Tong Zhen hummed the tune and went to the studio leisurely.

Sitting in front of the easel, holding his chin, looking at these portraits, his pupils slowly dilated.

Soon it was back in focus.

He pursed his lips and smiled lightly, with a stern expression.

"Xie Zitong, I personally put the knife into your body and killed you. Before you died, you swore that you would never see me again in the next life. Isn't this still seeing me?"

When he closed his eyes, two lines of clear tears flowed from his eyes.

And the beauty picture in front of her glared.

Tong Zhen touched the edge of the easel, "Don't worry, it will be over soon."

Tong Zhen is in the body, Tong Zhen is in the painting.

But the time for soul exchange is not easy to be too long, after all, innocence does not have Linglong Shark Pearl.As for Tong Zhen, she didn't want Tong Zhen's life.

bedroom.

Xie Qiutong hugged a pillow, curled up on the bed, closed his eyes tightly, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

She felt that there was a thick black fog around her, and something was chasing her behind her, and she had to run desperately.Accidentally stepped on the air, and the body fell from a height.

Yelling desperately.

Waking up from a dream screaming.

A layer of cold sweat broke out all over his body, his hands and feet were cold, and his limbs were so stiff that he couldn't move.

Xie Qiutong didn't move for a long time, letting his mind go blank.

After a long time, the eyes will gather in one place.

The top of the bed is cloth embroidered with large hibiscus.She knew that this thing was called Chengchen.

There is the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus in the bed.

Very antique layout.

She studied oil painting and traditional Chinese painting when she was very young, and was very obsessed with Ukiyo-e.Even because Ukiyo-e has set his own life goals.

If foreign countries can have classic masterpieces that are fun but not sexy, absurd but not fantastic, why can't this country have them?

For this reason, she has studied "Jin Ping Mei" for decades, and once restored the layout in the book.

But she couldn't restore the old-fashioned feeling she saw now.

Thinking of this, Xie Qiutong felt a little ache in his brain.

He sat up with his body propped up, opened the curtain, and saw a woman wearing a tube top and skirt, waving a round fan, walking slowly.

She was against the light and couldn't see her face clearly for a while.I just feel that her figure is charming and elegant, and her manner is leisurely and calm.

Pretend to be a lady.

The visitor got closer and closer, holding the shawl on his arm, sitting beside Xie Qiutong, and continued to gently shake the round fan.

A cool wind blows towards my face.

Xie Qiutong's mind instantly cleared up, and he looked at the visitor in surprise.

this person...