Pride goddess (entertainment circle)

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People are like pictures, and I don’t forget role-playing at home.

Tong Xin was very alert.

Xie Qiutong put down the palette and looked Tong Zhen up and down, seemingly satisfied.

"Go, lie down, cross your legs, and push your butt up."

Tong Zhen immediately exploded, "You, what do you want to do. Be careful, I..."

A scene of Yao Qing tearfully accusing her of offending investors suddenly appeared in front of her eyes. Tong Zhen gritted her teeth, endured and endured, forced a smile, "Beauty, what do you want me to do, please tell me."

Xie Qiutong didn't notice Tong Zhen's emotional change, so he set up another easel, ordered the painting paper, without looking up, "Two hundred at a time, is this price acceptable?"

Tong Zhen twitched the corners of her mouth, and almost cursed "c_ào mud horse".

The nerves in his brain were tense, and he discussed with a smile, "Two hundred, it's too little. At least [-]."

Xie Qiutong paused slightly, raised his eyes and looked from afar.

The black silk suspender skirt outlines the perfect figure of the woman, and the slender legs under the skirt are strong and strong. Just standing there is a beautiful statue.

Perfect, her neus goddess.

Xie Qiutong's eyes were warm.

"Twenty thousand, you are worth the price. Lie down."

Tong Zhen's face was blank, and his heart was extremely tangled.

She entered the circle from a car model, and she dare not say that she is used to the chaos in this circle, but she has indeed seen a lot.Many men and women have proposed directly or implicitly that they want to "be friends" with her.Some offered money, some sold face, and some lied to others... She all spoke uprightly and used her actions to show her upright attitude.

She does not reject love, nor does she reject sex.This is the attitude towards men and women.

Why repel?

It was a beautiful thing.

What she rejects is, j_iao trade!

Looking at the pretending woman behind the easel, a haze filled the eyes of Tong Zhen, "I'll lie down, can you do it?" Being weak, I don't believe you can be a good t.

Xie Qiutong didn't answer her, his eyes were like knives.Too harsh.

Tong Zhen pretended to be trembling, and scolded coldly from the bottom of his heart, looking at the serious one, there may be a lot of waves in his bones.This is the kind of person that the beast in clothes is talking about!

Between following and not following, Tong Zhen seriously hesitated for two seconds.

Yao Qing was right, if she couldn't see it, she wouldn't be able to get along in this circle at all.And the woman in front of her smelled pretty good.

Thinking of how she felt when she was slightly drunk last night, Tong Zhen persuaded herself: Even if she went to a nightclub to find a princess, or searched around in the circle, she couldn't find such a sweet one.

She doesn't need to treat herself as a commodity.

Just enjoy it as an indulgence, then pat your ass and leave...

Seeing Tong Zhen not moving for a long time, Xie Qiutong looked at her again, "Is there a problem?"

Tong Zhen raised her chin, followed Xie Qiutong's example, and threw a cold-eyed throwing knife.

Xie Qiutong's heart was full of joy, and his whole body was full of blood.

Yep!That's what it feels like...

Inspiration surges like urine, which cannot be stopped.

According to Xie Qiutong's instructions, Tong Zhen lay down, hugged her knees, stared straight at the ceiling, and acted out the martial arts in her mind, and her heart was thumping and jumping, and she performed it more than a dozen times...

I didn't know how long I waited, but I heard the sound of rustling painting.

I rub it, sister, you are playing with me!

Tong Zhen wanted to sit up.

Xie Qiutong scolded, "Don't move."

The movements of Tong Zhen's body stagnated, her elbows supported the weight of her body, and her waist was stiff.

Xie Qiutong sighed and exclaimed, "It's so beautiful, so beautiful."

Tong Zhen wanted to cry, "Can you hurry up? I can't."

Xie Qiutong said: "Honey, keep at it, it will be fine soon."

Tong Zhen said: "Women are big pigs, I believe you are a ghost."

Xie Qiutong said: "Think about [-] yuan, and you will believe my words."

Tong Zhen really cried this time, and said in a thin voice, "I can't do it anymore, my back hurts so much. Please, hurry up."

Xie Qiutong took photos of the styling with his mobile phone, and thoughtfully let the innocence rest.

Tong Zhen supported her sorely injured waist, drooped her head, and limped over, "Beauty Jinzhu, is my situation considered a work-related injury?"

Xie Qiutong didn't even give Tong Zhen a wink.

This is Xie Qiutong's usual style of doing things.She appreciates the models, discovers the beauty that stimulates her from the models, but does not communicate with the models too much.

But now, when Xie Qiutong looked at this work, he always felt that something was wrong.

In the past, if she couldn't draw a good work, she could blame the bad paint, the paper, the model, but now, she reluctantly admitted that it was her who couldn't draw well.

She didn't draw the essence of that mysterious picture of a lady in ancient costume at all.

Xie Qiutong looked at the drawing paper silently, and did not move for a while.

Tong Zhen stood beside her, and the small universe in her heart was furious.

Who knows, the charm of Zhenjie is second only to banknotes.She is like this, this woman is indifferent?Did she just yell for nothing?It's overdone.Watch how she tears off the artist's disguise step by step!

Tong Zhen deliberately picked a thorn, "I took a quick look, and the painting is indeed good. But it can't stand up to scrutiny."

Xie Qiutong looked at Tong Zhen frantically.

The black pupils and white eyes are clearly separated, just like Xie Qiutong's clean and pure world.

Tong Zhen's head trembled slightly, maintaining her aloof personality, she pouted and continued to criticize, "You have been holding it high above, are you tired?"

It's obviously a dark and vulgar painting, but it always smells like yá-ngch.un Baixue.

"Couldn't you be a little bit nastier?"

Xie Qiutong blinked, her slender brows furrowed.

Dirty...it's a bit difficult.

Tong Zhen smiled, found out her phone, and shared her collection with Xie Qiutong.

Appreciating treasures requires a suitable environment.

Xie Qiutong followed Tong Zhen's instructions, went back to the bedroom, closed the curtains, and turned on only a small orange wall lamp.

The two lay side by side.

Holding up the phone, Tong Zhen only looked at one corner, focusing on Xie Qiutong's perspective.