The favorite concubine refuses to flirt [entertainment circle]

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The two turned over, and Shen Qiuhua took the towel to wipe the sweat off his face. "Agreed for 1 minute."

Yang Qiong shook his head. "I think my head is probably flooded. It's rattling inside."

Shen Qiuhua leaned against the wall, "It must be. It's flooded."

Yang Qiong grabbed her wrist and pulled her up. "You said you wanted to learn fighting skills."

"I don't want to learn now." Shen Qiuhua tried hard to withdraw his hand, but found that it was held by Yang Qiong, and he couldn't withdraw it no matter how he pulled it. "You play tricks, and you don't teach well every time." Shen Qiuhua suffered a lot from it.Every time Yang Qiong taught and taught, he threw her down.And then... there is no more.

"I will teach you well this time. I will teach you some self-defense skills first. In case you encounter a pervert..." Yang Qiong seemed to be explaining seriously.

Shen Qiuhua took the opportunity to withdraw his hand, turned around and was about to run.Yang Qiong's reaction was so fast, within the time Shen Qiuhua turned around, she had already caught him back, and this time she directly crushed him on the bed.

"Aren't you a pervert? Let me go!" Shen Qiuhua struggled.

Yang Qiong smiled, "You let a pervert let you go? It's unscientific!"

The two became entangled on the bed, Shen Qiuhua exerted a lot of strength, but after all he couldn't get rid of Yang Qiong's restraint, instead he was out of breath.

Yang Qiong pressed on her body, feeling the continuous ups and downs of her chest under her body, and her eyes became darker and darker. "You're tempting me."

"Tempt you?" Shen Qiuhua smiled and turned his head to the side, "Do you still use temptation?"

"Of course not." Yang Qiong swore that she really wanted to have a friendly exchange with Shen Qiuhua before, but Shen Qiuhua didn't cooperate, so the two became what they are now, it's not her fault.

"Hiss!" Shen Qiuhua gasped. "Tell me not to bite."

"You're so alluring, I can't hold back." Look, what shamelessness is, that's it.

On Shen Qiuhua's collarbone, two rows of obvious teeth marks were left.

"Qiuhua, you said that when we are seventy or eighty, will I still be so fascinated by you?" Yang Qiong turned over and lay beside Shen Qiuhua.

"By that time, I'll be so old that I'll have white hair, and you probably won't even want to look at me anymore." Shen Qiuhua said seriously.

Yang Qiong looked at her sideways, "In my eyes, you will always be the original appearance in white clothes and plain makeup."

Shen Qiuhua was about to open his mouth to refute, but Yang Qiong covered his mouth with his hand.

"I know what you want to say. Time will change everything, and by then I may have forgotten what I said today. So, I will not promise anything, we will leave everything to time. I will use my whole life to prove that I did not Lie." Yang Qiong's eyes were bent into crescent moons, and she felt that she would grow old with Shen Qiuhua.

"Okay, leave it to time." Shen Qiuhua pulled off Yang Qiong's hand, got up and left a kiss on her lips.

Yang Qiong was about to fight back, but was held down by Shen Qiuhua. "I want to write, can you help me grind ink?"

Yang Qiong smiled wryly, this meant that she was not allowed to mess around.She got up and took out the Four Treasures of the Study from the suitcase, which was exactly the set that Qiao Yuchu gave her some time ago.As a superstar, Qiao Yuchu's favorite things are naturally not ordinary products.Even from the point of view that Shen Qiuhua used countless good things in his previous life, this set of things is not bad.

After Yang Qiong laid out the paper and grinded the ink, she naturally stepped aside.There are times and occasions when you can't mess around.For example, when Shen Qiuhua was writing.

Shen Qiuhua dipped his pen in the ink, meditated slightly, and wrote a poem of Jiaxuan.

"Where can I look at Shenzhou? The Beigu Tower is full of scenery. How many things have risen and fallen through the ages? Long time. The endless Yangtze River flows.

A young man with thousands of pockets, the battle in the south of the Yangtze River has not stopped.Who is the opponent of the heroes in the world?Cao Liu.A child should be like Sun Zhongmou. "

This que "Nanxiangzi" is a word that Mr. Shen likes very much.Shen Qiuhua knew how to recite when he was three or four years old.Her calligraphy and the type of poetry she likes are largely influenced by Mr. Shen.Therefore, her characters are elegant and unrestrained, and are rarely as graceful and soft as a daughter's family.

"Actually, with this one handwriting, even if you don't become a celebrity, you can live a good life." Yang Qiong said.She doesn't know much about calligraphy, and after following Shen Qiuhua for a long time, she can only be regarded as a beginner.

"Selling characters sounds shabby. When the characters are stained with copper stench, even the most beautiful characters will be ruined." Shen Qiuhua looked at the characters and felt satisfied. He put his name and time on the side, and took out his own seal to cover it. up.

Yang Qiong carefully picked up the calligraphy and laid it flat on the ground aside to wait for the ink to dry off. "Is this a gift?"

"Lei Yue's birthday is coming soon. I don't have anything to sell, so write a letter for her." Shen Qiuhua ordered a few.Probably because he felt that he hadn't practiced calligraphy for a long time, so he didn't dare to write the calligraphy for Lei Yue as soon as he came up.

Yang Qiong took away one word after another, and slowly spread it all over the floor.Shen Qiuhua watched her movements, and suddenly asked: "What are you doing?"

"Wait for the ink to dry out." Yang Qiong replied naturally.

"Just throw it away."

Yang Qiong's eyes widened. "Your Majesty, can we not be so wasteful? Do you know what the price of a picture of yours is on the market now? It's already over a million!"

"That's not the real price of the words. My words can't be sold at that price in the market. That's the price of the actor Shen Qiuhua." Shen Qiuhua didn't care at all.She knew that after she became famous, her word would inevitably rise.Originally, one of her calligraphy could be sold for 20 yuan, which was due to the value of the calligraphy itself.But now, even if it was written by Yang Qiong, as long as her name is signed, it can still be sold for 100 million.Such high prices are meaningless.

"Then you can't throw it away! What if someone else picks it up and sells it for money?" Yang Qiong is a person who has received strict training.There are very strict destruction measures for this seemingly useless garbage.

"You're right. It's up to you to deal with it, just destroy it." Yang Qiong's words reminded Shen Qiuhua.She doesn't want to sell her works, not because she has a grudge against money, but because she doesn't want to sell her works to wealthy businessmen who don't know calligraphy at all but want to get close to her.

Yang Qiong simply burned it clean with a fire.Seeing the tongue of fire licking the rice paper, Yang Qiong clutched her chest, "It's all money!" This was more exciting than burning money.It will take a while to burn 100 million yuan, but burning these few words is only a matter of a moment.

"Qiuhua, the money is all burned." Yang Qiong's words made Shen Qiuhua laugh.

"Yang Qiong, do you know what letting go is?" she asked.