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That night, Li Zimu's closed Weibo was updated.

["The Lone Wolf" is in preparation@林青浪@不natural女团-宋清越@秘写夏秋]

The accompanying picture is a group photo of Li Zimu, Xia Qiu, Lin Qingqian, and Song Qingyue.

Xia Qiu and Song Qingyue forwarded it immediately.

Lin Qingqian didn't respond quickly.

Her account doesn't have many fans, and the last Weibo post was reposted four years ago.

It takes a while to turn around.

Countless marketing accounts moved upon hearing the news and forwarded it one after another.

It was only three days before the end of the final stage, and Song Qingyue was still quite popular. In addition to the popularity of the old man's movie, "The Lone Wolf" itself was also a big IP, so it quickly aroused heated discussions.

"Everyone tastes the resources of Song Qingyue, Yongliang deserves to be Yongliang."

"Yongliang's film resources are really strong. Song Qingyue's first screen work was directed by Li Zimu."

"The Lone Wolf can be turned into a movie? Ye Qingjie."

"The old man upstairs has finished his work."

"Qingyue is playing Xia Shishi, right?"

"Could Qingyue still play Chen Yingfeng?"

"Looking forward to Song Qing Yue Xia Eleven!"

Of course, there was someone who picked Lin Qingqian.There are only four people in the photo, excluding the director and author, only Lin Qingqian is left.

"Is this young lady playing Chen Yingfeng? I don't feel that enchanting temperament."

"It's just taking pictures in private. Why do you want the temperament in the play? Ben Yangou said yes."

"This young lady looks familiar, has she acted in any drama?"

"You will know if you click in and see."

So Lin Qingqian's stills from a few years ago were pulled out.

"My God! Zhen Qingyao!"

"The Goddess of Childhood."

"It's not necessary that it's only been four years."

"Wait, Song Qingyue is Yongliang's artiste, and Yongliang's boss is Luo Yong. Luo Yong and Lin Qingqian acted together in "The People of Lower Riba". It's Jia Xizi. My real and fake CP is still on sale?!"

"Wake up, the true and false CPs have long been bee."

"Be in the play can be he outside the play."

"CP powder claw!"

So noisily on the hot search again.

The Leeuwenhoeks continued to search for clues about Lin Qingqian with a magnifying glass, and soon found a shocking melon.

The main reason is that Lin Qingqian didn't want to hide it.

"Surprise! Lin Qingqian's Lin is that Lin!"

"Which forest?"

"Mr. Lin!"

Lin Qingqian's identity was quickly exposed: Graduated from a top university in China, Lin Zhiyin's adopted daughter, Lin's heir, and the president of Forest Entertainment.

"Tsk tsk tsk, the 22-year-old CEO is worthy of his surname Lin."

"There's no need to be sour. Take a look at the grade points and internship companies you picked up. Is it so difficult to admit that they are really strong?"

"So why is he acting suddenly when he is already the boss?"

"I feel that when filming "The Lower Riba People", the eldest lady entered the circle to play tickets. You didn't go to claim the prize, and people didn't care at all. I'm afraid Luo Yong asked him to come out to take care of the children."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"CP fans don't need to make up their minds. After so many years of accumulation in the circle, Luo Yong still wants to ask someone who has quit the circle long ago?"

In the hotel, Song Qingyue knelt on the bed, wrapped Lin Qingqian in his arms, pinched Lin Qingqian's chin, stared at her moist lips condescendingly, and frowned: "Don't move."

"It hurts." Lin Qingqian burst into tears.

Song Qingyue had a headache: "How can I apply medicine when you move around?"

Lin Qingqian expressed her anger: "Obviously you made it."

Song Qingyue surrendered: "Okay, okay, I'll be gentle." She carefully took the cotton swab, and gently pressed the wound on the corner of Lin Qingqian's lips.

Lin Qing took a deep breath, but she couldn't hide from the back of her head held by Song Qingyue.

So humiliating.

she thought angrily.

To be kissed by a child forcibly, but you still think you can control the scene.

Song Qingyue looked at the plump red lips that were close at hand, his eyes wandered, and his throat rolled.

At the time of the audition, she was biting with negative emotions in the scene, and there was even a collision between her teeth. In fact, she didn't have any charming feelings.

It's just a play and I think back to that part.

That wonderful touch seems to still exist, sweet and mellow, making people unable to resist asking for more.

And now it's right in front of me.

Song Qingyue used great willpower to let go of the hand holding Lin Qingqian's chin. That porcelain white and smooth skin is also addictive.

She hastily turned her back to release the medicine, hiding the greed and desire in her eyes.

But Lin Qingqian behind him was bluffing.

"Qingyue, do you sleep on the left side or the right side today?"

Song Qingyue closed his eyes in pain.

Yes, the vigorous Lin Qingqian has already moved here.

What kind of torture is it to sleep with the body you long for every day without daring to be discovered by others.

Song Qingyue felt that he might lose more hair than when he was in the women's team.

However, Lin Qingqian rushed from behind her and grabbed Song Qingyue's neck, putting her whole body weight on Song Qingyue's back.

Song Qingyue held his breath, but he still seemed to be able to smell the faint scent of Lin Qingqian's body.Lin Qingqian's hair fell on her ears, tickling her earlobes.

Lin Qingqian noticed Song Qingyue's strangeness, and she just regarded it as a child who resisted physical contact, and based on the investor's mentality of "curing illnesses and saving lives", "reducing the number of NGs during official filming and not wasting so much money", she leaned closer one cent.

Song Qingyue closed his eyes in pain and enjoyment, feeling the tenderness of his back.

Lin Qingqian pinched Song Qingyue's face dissatisfiedly: "What about you, do you sleep on the left side or the right side?"

"It's fine." Song Qingyue tried his best to make his voice sound normal, took out a change of clothes from the luggage, pulled Lin Qingqian off him expressionlessly and threw him on the bed, then walked into the bathroom, "I'll wash up first .”

Lin Qingqian spread out on the bed.

Ah, don't want to move.

Soon, the two finished washing.

What made Song Qingyue slightly relieved was that the bathroom in this hotel was normal, and there was no aggressive operation of frosted glass.

It's just that the jacuzzi with a diameter of nearly two meters doesn't look very serious.

Lin Qingqian was sitting on the bed and looking at her mobile phone. "The Lone Wolf" appeared on the trending searches. Song Qingyue and the old man each occupied a trending search, but her own name was put together with Luo Yong.

Song Qing Yue leaned over his little head. "True or fake CP?"

"Well, Zhen Qingyao and Jia Xizi." Lin Qingqian said to himself, "You can tell by the name that he is a CP who is a be. Sincere love is away, fake actor, why are there so many people knocking on him?"

Song Qingyue smiled: "Probably because of Brother Luo Yong's special CP physique?" She already knew something about Xiao Liang and Luo Yong, and at this moment she began to gossip, "By the way, why didn't Brother Luo Yong announce it?" Ah, are you afraid of falling powder?"

Lin Qingqian gave her a helpless look: "How can he get rid of his drama fans? Besides, homosexuality has been legalized long ago, so what can't be announced? The problem lies with the old man of the Luo family."

Song Qingyue pricked up his gossip ears.

"Is Mr. Luo unwilling? But I remember that he admires brother Xiao Liang very much."

Lin Qingqian explained: "I appreciate it very much, but it's for the students. Xiao Liang is Mr. Luo's closed disciple, and he was trained as the mainstay of the Luo family. As a result..." She smiled narrowly, "I was taken by Luo Yong. The ignorant second-generation ancestor abducted, and Mr. Luo was so angry that he was going to die, so things between them are still stuck."

While the two were chatting, Lin Qingqian forwarded Li Zimu's Weibo.

"Why did you retweet Weibo at this time?"

"Let the news ferment first, let netizens know who I am before posting, the publicity effect will be better."

Song Qingyue curled his lips: "The heir of the dignified Lin family is actually reluctant to buy a few marketing accounts."

Lin Qingqian felt that the child had become more and more skinny recently, and after glancing at her, she still felt that it was not enough, so she stretched out her hand and pinched her ear: "Even if you have money, you must save what you can. Do you understand how to save money?"

Song Qingyue pretended to be pitiful with a harmless little face: "It hurts, it hurts, Lin Qingqian, don't pinch it."

Lin Qingqian couldn't see the child's clumsy acting skills. He just watched Song Qingyue pinch his thigh to hold back tears. It was funny but still a little distressed. He let go of the child's ear, but felt uncomfortable , and pinched the child's earlobe fiercely.

Feel good, soft and elastic.

Song Qingyue brushed his hair, covered his red ears, and then lay down, "Sleep first?"

Lin Qingqian touched Song Qingyue's half-wet head, frowning: "The hair is not dry yet."

Song Qingyue turned over to avoid Lin Qingqian's hand: "It's okay, it's almost done."

Lin Qingqian pulled Song Qingyue out of the quilt, and muttered, "No, you must dry your hair before sleeping, otherwise you will suffer from migraines in the future."

Song Qingyue looked at the broken-mouthed Lin Qingqian, and a warm current surged in his mind. When something happened, he spit out a natural coquettish voice: "Then help me blow it up."

Lin Qingqian was stunned, "All right."

The noise of the hair dryer concealed Song Qingyue's increasingly violent heartbeat. Through the mirror, she peeked at Lin Qingqian who was seriously helping her with blow-drying her hair, and suddenly an unrealistic thought came to her mind:

Does she also like herself a little bit?

Song Qingyue recalled what Lin Qingqian had done in the past few months.

I am obedient and responsive to my request, and the small gift I gave on my birthday is undoubtedly thoughtful, and I share the same bed with myself at my home, and today I took the initiative to apply to live with me.

No matter how you look at it, I like myself very much.

What Lin Qingqian thought was:

Hey, if the child is worried about hair loss and wants me to blow it, just say it, and hide it.

Turn off the hair dryer and turn off the lights.

The two lay side by side on the bed.

Song Qingyue took advantage of the hazy moonlight outside the window to look at Lin Qingqian who was not closing his eyes.

The gentle and cold moonlight shone on her face, adding a veil to her sharp and flamboyant beauty, making her look much gentler.

"Lin Qingqian."

"Ok?"

"What are you thinking?"

Lin Qingqian replied subconsciously: "I was thinking, don't let mom know the specific content of this movie."

"Why can't Aunt Lin know?"

Lin Qingqian scratched her hair distressedly: "If Mom sees you and I gnawing each other on the big screen, oh yes, there will be sex scenes, why won't she break my legs?"

Song Qingyue turned around and did not look at Lin Qingqian.

Sure enough, he was self-indulgent.

Lin Qingqian just regarded herself as her younger sister.