Shangguan, don't run!

It made her heart ache a little.

"Ok?"

The woman who was pushed and shoved before found that the person she wanted to hug was gone, and her brain full of alcohol was a little convulsed. She looked at her hands stupidly, as if thinking about how God put a living person It disappeared in an instant.

The wheat-skinned woman had already climbed onto her arm: "Hong, go back..."

The woman soothed softly.

Before closing the car door, Wen Lan nodded towards the wheat-skinned woman, who returned her a kind smile.

Close the car door.

Wen Lan placed the woman dragged into the car by her on the co-pilot, lest she would not sit comfortably, straightened her clothes, and fastened her seat belt like a tied pig.

The woman didn't cooperate with her, and waved her arms and legs dishonestly. Wen Lan couldn't dodge in time, and was punched on the corner of her mouth.

Wen Lan snorted, frowned, and raised her eyes to meet the woman's face.

That delicate little face was smoked into pink by alcohol, covered with a thin layer of sweat, and a few beads of sweat playfully dotted the nose, this situation is like...

Wen Lan shook her head vigorously to let those thoughts that shouldn't appear disappear in time, but she couldn't help brushing the corners of the woman's lips with her fingers, and gently pinned the strand of black hair stuck to the corners of her lips with sweat. ears.

The corners of the woman's mouth were itchy, and she couldn't help opening her eyes.

Eyes blurred, ignorant.

Wen Lan's heart moved, and he leaned over and pecked at the corner of her mouth.

When Wen Lan approached her, the two people's breaths intermingled, lingering in one place, almost indistinguishable from each other.

Wen Lan was reluctant to leave, but had to leave——

Because her car door was being kicked relentlessly "ding ding bang bang".

"Wen, what the hell are you doing!"

The one who was dragged away by the wheat-colored woman before kicked Wen Qing's innocent little car desperately, and his mouth was not idle.

This woman was not considered a beauty in the traditional sense, but she had a pretty face, and her outline exuded an amiable and approachable atmosphere. Especially her fair complexion and slender figure made her stand out among the crowd.Upon closer inspection, there is a three-point resemblance to the one Wen Lan kissed.

Hearing her roar, Wen Lan didn't even blink her eyelids, opened the door from the driver's side and got out of the car. The old god was hugging his shoulders on the ground, staring at the other party without saying a word.

Seeing her indifferent attitude, the woman felt even more annoyed. She took a step forward and stared at Wen Lan.

"What are you doing! What does it mean to drag Xiaochen into the car?"

Wen Lan raised her eyelids and glanced at her, her voice was cold: "You care too much, Ming Ruihong!"

"You!" The woman named Ming Ruihong was drunk with alcohol, her mind was not bright enough, she was coldly provoked by Wen Lan, and she couldn't think of how to refute for a moment.

"Hong!" The wheat-colored woman hurried over and put her arm around Ming Ruihong, "Hong, let's go back!"

Ming Ruihong shook her off impatiently: "Huangfuxiang, are you annoying? Is it interesting to follow me every day! If you don't, I will!"

When the wheat-skinned woman heard the words, her eyes darkened and she bit her lips tightly.

Wen Lan watched with cold eyes, and was tired of watching this chasing scene. She stared at Ming Ruihong's hand on the car door.

"Please move your hands out of the way, or I will not be responsible for hurting you!"

Ming Rui's eyes widened suddenly, and his anger hit his forehead with the east wind of alcohol.

"Get out of the way? Wen, have you taken the wrong medicine?" She pointed to the drowsy woman on the co-pilot, "You want to kidnap my sister, and let me get out of the way!"

"Your sister?" Wen Lan sneered, "You don't think others don't know how much you think about Jingchen! Sisters are forbidden|broken? Even JJ is not allowed to write, so you have the nerve to say that Jingchen is your own sister?"

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☆、Painful love

"woke up?"

Wen Lan suppressed her excitement, fearing that saying one more word would reveal the uneasiness and joy deep in her heart at the moment.

The beauty on the bed twisted her body under the quilt, then raised her hand to rub her sleepy eyes, opened her eyes a little, and slowly opened those peach blossom eyes until she got used to the sufficient light.

People say that a beautiful woman sleeps like a begonia in spring, with "all the make-up on her face faded away". If the person in front of her is an ugly girl, she won't bother to take a second look no matter how she scratches her head and poses.However, when Lu Jingchen woke up for the first time, even though his temple hair was disheveled, even if there were traces of being pressed by the pillow on his cheeks, he was really intoxicated no matter how he looked at it.

Seeing Zhu Chengbi thinks one after another, haggard and separated as Yijun...

Wen Lan sighed, couldn't help raising her palm, poked into the quilt, groped to find Lu Jingchen's hand, and interlocked her fingers.

Lu Jingchen was finally sober for five minutes, and the taste of drunkenness was not pleasant. Although drunkenness is very enjoyable and you can do whatever you want, but after getting drunk, you will inevitably have a headache.

She wanted to raise her hand to press her swollen head, but found that she couldn't move her palm.

what's the situation?

So Lu Jingchen immediately woke up.

"Who allowed you to take off my clothes!"

Lu Jingchen coldly threw off Wen Lan's shackles, the familiar smell on the pajamas that wrapped her naked body under the quilt made her heart tingle.

It must be that the person in front of him took off his clothes, and then changed himself into her pajamas.Lu Jingchen immediately understood what happened.

"Jingchen..." Wen Lan parted her lips, and Lu Jingchen's alienated attitude made her feel very uncomfortable.

"Where are my clothes?"

Lu Jingchen ignored Wen Lan and threw off the warm blanket abruptly, not caring about the cold air from the outside hitting her thin body unscrupulously. Now she just wanted to leave this atmosphere full of Wen Lan as soon as possible, the sooner the better.

"Jingchen!" Wen Lan was irritated by her coldness, grabbed her thin arm, and frowned involuntarily——

This person is even thinner.

"Let go!" Lu Jingchen didn't buy her at all, his eyes were cold, like a ghost in the dark night, fixed on Wen Lan's eyes.

Wen Lan trembled and almost let go.

Lu Jingchen's coldness didn't make her numb, but it turned the surrounding air into solid ice, and then shattered into ice picks, all of which pierced her heart, and none of them fell——

Wen Lan only felt that the heart was bleeding profusely, and it was numb with pain.

She hated herself, and even more hated the other party for not caring about her body.

"Why go drinking in broad daylight?" Wen Lan suppressed the resentment that was about to burst forth.

Lu Jingchen raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, and stopped struggling, and looked at Wen Lan like a stranger: "Does this have anything to do with you?"

"You..." Wen Lan got angry and took a deep breath, "I heard that you go to drink every day, so drunk, does it make sense?"

Lu Jingchen smiled "hehe", his eyes were not warm, and he still said the same sentence: "Does this have something to do with you?"

Wen Lan suddenly picked up her collar, gritted her teeth, and almost said every word: "You said it has nothing to do with me?"

Lu Jingchen's expression didn't change at all, the distance between the two was not more than an inch, and they smelled each other's breaths, her cool gaze went straight into Wen Lan's eyes: "Yes, it has nothing to do with you!"

Wen Lan couldn't help tightening the palms holding her collar. The originally loose collar of her pajamas strangled Lu Jingchen's fair and slender neck, leaving two deep red marks on it.

"You and me..." Wen Lan froze for a moment, caught a glimpse of the two red marks, felt a pain in his heart, and let go of his hands.

Lu Jingchen suddenly looked up to the sky and let out a haha, as if the deep red mark didn't appear on her body at all, and she couldn't feel the pain at all.

"You want to say you slept with me?"

Wen Lan was short of breath, and she didn't know what to say in this situation.

Lu Jingchen suddenly moved closer to Wenlan, as if wanting to kiss Fangze, "There are too many people who have slept with me, but it was just a one-night affair..."

Wen Lan's mind shuddered, what he saw was the lips that had been in close contact with him before, but what he said was the most hurtful words.

"...Does it matter if you have slept once?" Lu Jingchen ruthlessly sprinkled a handful of salt on Wen Lan's wound, "It's because you have been studying in Europe for so many years. Wen Lan, you read too much, and your head Have you read it hard?"

Wen Lan was furious, and regardless of what would happen to Lu Jingchen's body, he bullied her forward, pushed her against the wall, and said in a ruthless voice, mixed with disappointment that could not be concealed: "How did you become like this?"

Wen Lan's hands trembled slightly, just like her body at the moment.

"Heh," Lu Jingchen sneered, "I'm like this from the beginning. Great doctor, why do you have to mix up your general knowledge with a college degree like me?"

As she spoke, she brushed Wen Lan's shirt with her index finger and smoothed out the folds, as if treating her lover tenderly.

"You white lotus, why do you want to play with the mud in my muddy pond without staining it?"

Lu Jingchen smiled coquettishly, put her ruddy lips close to Wen Lan's ear, and breathed like blue: "It's not worth it!"

Wen Lan was stunned, already pinned in place by her sudden approach.

Lv Jingchen took advantage of the situation and suddenly pushed her away, turned around and left.

She suddenly saw her clothes on the balcony being washed clean and drying them. She tore off her pajamas like a demon, unable to wait even a minute. She just wanted to say goodbye to the pajamas and its owner.

Wen Lan was stunned——

Lu Jingchen took off his "burden" while walking towards the balcony, his entire jade back was exposed to the air, and his pajamas were torn off and half hung on his slender waist.

Wen Lan was really afraid that she would just go to the balcony and be exposed, so she rushed to hug her behind her, and forced her hands that were ripping|tearing pajama pants.

"Jingchen..." Such Lu Jingchen made Wen Lan stop talking.

There was warm breath between the neck and the hot and soft body on the back. Lu Jingchen suffocated for breath, and the movements of his hands also stopped.

"Can't you be well?" Wen Lan seemed to be begging, but also confiding, "Jingchen, can't you be well?"

"Your sister is right, I'm just mentally ill," Lu Jingchen frowned, her long eyelashes cast shadows on her cheeks, she exhaled the foul breath in her chest, "So, Wen Lan, don't pester me like a fool Can I do it? What happened eight years ago, I was only sixteen, I don’t understand anything, I was just playing with you, don’t take it seriously like a fool.”

"No! No!" Wen Lan hugged her tightly, "It's not for fun! You're not for fun! That's your first time!"

"So what about the first time?" Lu Jingchen's voice was still lukewarm, "It's just curiosity, but thank you anyway, it made me feel comfortable and it didn't hurt so much."

Wen Lan's heart hurts to death: "Jingchen, please don't be like this? I know, I know it's your parents' fault, you can't get out of that shadow, I will accompany you, I will accompany you through it, okay? good……"

When Lu Jingchen heard the words "Parents", he couldn't calm down anymore. Before Wen Lan finished speaking, he suddenly screamed: "Wen Lan! Let go! Believe it or not, I will slap you!"

Wen Lan was stunned.

When Wen Lan woke up, her arms were empty, and the room was empty. The half-dried clothes on the balcony were gone, and only her pajamas were with her, miserable. Lie on the floor.

She shivered, jumped up from the floor, and ran to the window facing the street in a panic.

A thin figure with half-wet and half-dry clothes stuck to her body, walking alone in the distance step by step.

Wen Lan's eyes were red, and she clenched the marble window sill tightly. Only the cold touch could relieve her aching body from being scorched at the moment.

It's cold, just like Lu Jingchen's eyes...

The small figure staggered a few steps, then stopped suddenly, turned his head, and looked towards the window of Wen Lan's room.

Wen Lan's heart tightened.

But Lu Jingchen also saw her, turned his head suddenly, raised his legs and ran, and disappeared in an instant.

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☆、The heart of gain lives, the heart of loss dies

"What did my sister tell you?"

Wen Qing worriedly pulled Shangguan Cheng to face her.

Look at this little face is white.

"It's nothing." Shangguan Orange shook his head.

She couldn't say that when she saw Wen Lan, she couldn't help but tense up for fear of being neglected, right?

Why is this so?

Shangguan Cheng couldn't figure it out for a while.

Wen Qing doesn't believe in "nothing". As for her cousin, she still doesn't know what kind of virtue she is?

Wen Qing felt that she must have been kicked in the head by a donkey before, so she whimsically asked her sister to treat Shangguan Orange.

"My sister is like that. She is indifferent to feelings and not good at expressing, but she has no bad intentions. She is very good to her family."

I am not your family.Shangguan Orange thought to himself.

She is not Wen Qing, who has experienced ups and downs in the officialdom for decades, the world is hot and cold, and people are warm and cold. What kind of face has never been seen by officials?Wen Lan was full of hostility towards her, how could she not feel it?

So Shangguan Orange didn't point it out——

She didn't want Wen Qing's clean and pure heart to be stained with mottled and complex.

The current Wenqing reassures her and makes her happy.

"Sometimes I think my sister is too lonely, and her life is too monotonous, except for studying and working. If there is someone she likes, maybe her personality can be softer."

Wen Qing rested her chin, leaned against the table, and watched Shangguan Cheng fiddle with the notebook.

Shangguan Cheng froze when he heard the words.

Is your life not monotonous because you have someone you like?

Shangguan Orange asked silently in his heart.

However, she would not ask this question, the word "like" is too heavy for her to bear.

Wen Qing laughed softly, and continued to talk to herself: "I don't know what it would be like if my sister liked someone. I can't imagine it."

How can it be?

Shangguan Cheng secretly thought.

For people like Wen Lan, whether you like it or not, it's a decision.The heart of gain lives, the heart of loss dies, there is no third way to go.

Shangguan Cheng can see clearly, she has seen such a person in her previous life.

"Wan'er, fetch the long box from the cabinet, the innermost one."

"Yes."

Shangguan Cheng agreed, lifted the lotus step lightly, and quickly fetched a long and thin box.

The box was obviously quite old.

"Your Majesty, but this?"

The woman in the bright yellow dragon robe stared at her for a moment, and was speechless for a while, but her eyes were red, and the fishtails at the corners of her eyes became deeper and deeper.

Is this still the lord of the world who dominates the Mingtang and guides the country?

"You... How are you?" The woman's trembling hand rubbed the long box, her words were choked with sobs.

Shangguan Cheng held the box high in both hands, silently, the woman's voice was sobbing, she couldn't bear it, and couldn't help being curious——

What exactly is in this box?To make His Majesty lose his composure like this?

"let it go."

The woman raised her eyebrows, and pointed at the desk with her old-fashioned hand, letting two lines of tears roll down her cheeks across the gully of time, sinking into the neckline of the dragon robe.

Shangguan Cheng was heartbroken.Since when did her majesty, her god, age like this?

She never noticed it.

Shouldn't that resolute and decisive woman always be in high spirits?Isn't it supposed to be energetic and laughing all the time?

Shangguan Cheng thought that he could always follow her like that, follow that dream, for a hundred years, a thousand years, ten thousand years... forever.

But when did her majesty's black hair turn into gorgeous hair?The years have ruthlessly carved marks on her body?

Her god, old...

What made her so haggard?

Shangguan Cheng's eyes turned to the box on the desk.

The woman in the dragon robe shook her hands, took out the scroll in the long box, and refused Shangguan Cheng's help, she wanted to take out and unfold her treasure herself.

The picture scroll slowly unfolded.

On the yellowed paper, Ping Ping Ting Ting is a beautiful woman, her eyes are smiling, her eyes and brows are full of flair.

No one can deny her beauty.

only--

Even though Shangguan Cheng was well-informed and experienced a lot of battles, he couldn't help but turn pale with surprise at this time.

This woman, could it be...

She couldn't hide the look on her face, and couldn't help but look at the woman in the dragon robe.

"You... are you okay? In that world, did you miss me for a moment?" the woman murmured, not paying attention to Shangguan Orange's gaze.

Shangguan Cheng took a deep breath, the old and familiar voice made her heart ache.With that aging hand, she brushed over the face of the woman in the painting, her skirt, and those two lines of poems with extremely familiar characters——

Seeing Zhu Chengbi thinking one after another, haggard and scattered, I remember you.

Shangguan Cheng was so sad that he couldn't breathe.

How many years has passed since the woman in the painting?And how did her Majesty survive these years?

But it turned out that her heart was dead, and she didn't care about anything except that person.

Shangguan Cheng suddenly thought of the person she was thinking of, if there was a day in Taiping...

No!Shangguan Orange shook his head violently, shaking off the thought that even just thinking about it made his heart ache.

She doesn't want her to die!

If she died, what would it be like for her to live?

If God insists on a person dying alone, teach her to bear it alone!

Seeing the woman in the painting, Shangguan Cheng understood why His Majesty wanted to kill the eldest grandson no matter what, and why he cried and laughed and burst into tears when he heard the news of the eldest grandson's death.

Laugh because of hate.

I laughed because I got my revenge.

Because even if the enemy is broken into thousands of pieces, the life of the beloved cannot be saved, so I cry.

"What are you thinking about?"

Wen Qing brings Shangguan Cheng back to reality.

Shangguan Cheng tidied up his messy emotions, his expression was normal, and he smiled faintly: "I was thinking, why do you need some psychological counseling?"

"?" Wen Qing raised an eyebrow.

"As you said, I am, um, a public figure. It is wrong for others to know about my amnesia. Then, you naturally know all about my past, why don't you tell me all about it?"

"Of course it's okay." Wen Qing paused, hesitating, "But, Shangguan, don't you care about your amnesia?"

"What's the problem?" Shangguan Cheng said in relief, "The so-called memory is just something that is kept in our hearts after the experience. If it is a troublesome process to really remember, why should we go far away? It's the same if you can tell me everything about the past. Or... ..."

Shangguan Cheng said with pursed lips, "Do you think it's troublesome? Or do you think I'm stupid?"

Wen Qing stared at the beautiful curve of her mouth, and was dumbfounded for a long time. After hearing her words, she quickly waved her hands: "I'm wronged! I'm wronged! I don't despise you!"

Shangguan Cheng secretly laughed that she was serious, and said apologetically, "It's just that I will trouble you more in the future."

Wen Qing heard her gentle voice, half of her body was already numb, so who cares what she said?At this moment, if she was to go up the mountain of swords and down the sea of ​​flames, she would be scrambling to say "Yes! Yes!".

Money can't buy a beautiful smile!

"However," Wen Qing scratched her head a little, "You will be returning to the set next week, and it will be difficult for me to see you by then, I'm afraid some of you are busy..."

Shangguan Cheng stared at her, but smiled and said nothing, she knew that Wen Qing would find a way, and the most sensible thing at this moment was to keep silent.

Sure enough, Wen Qing slapped her thigh and went all out!

Didn't someone bully Shangguan?From now on, she will serve her personally, just to see who dares to make a fool of herself!

Isn't Shangguan need to know about the past?Inseparable every day, that is the best!

Aren't you afraid that Shangguan will leave you?Hmph, sister never leaves, let's see where are you going, Shangguan!

What's so good about being a star?Still a star without acting!

fall!If you want to be a manager, you can be a manager for a big star!

Tsk tsk, kill three birds with one stone!

Wen Qing felt that she was so talented, she almost kowtowed herself in the mirror.

It's just that killing three birds with one stone got Dahua in.Poor Dahua doesn't know yet, he has lost his job.

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☆, I am such a (female) man

"How about I be your manager?" Wen Qing asked tentatively.

Shangguan Cheng stopped the hand pressing the mouse, surprised, opened his mouth slightly, and turned his head to look at Wen Qing in disbelief.

So dumb, so cute!

Wen Qing's heart moved, she really wanted to get closer, peck Shangguan's lips just a little, just a little peck.Shangguan Orange's rosy lips look waxy, bouncy, bouncy, bouncy, bouncing away crow's feet...

"Cough..." Wen Qing coughed lightly, made a swallowing movement, and a mouthful of saliva flowed down her throat, like a restless little hand scratching.

She decided not to be so close to Shangguan in the future, she couldn't bear the stimulation, she was in a panic all over.

"Are you hungry? I'll get you a glass of water." Wen Qing said, with a tomato head on her head, and walked dejectedly.

Shangguan Cheng was stunned.

Hungry, how about a glass of water?

Something seems wrong?

Shouldn't I cook a bowl of noodles when I'm hungry?

In the kitchen, Wen Qing rubbed her face vigorously, rubbing away the bright red color on her face, and her neck was spread out.

call……

It's very bad for you, Wen, to be like this. If you become a manager, you will have to get along with her day and night (?) in the future. How can you not help crying when you get closer?Look at your worthless look!

What a big deal!My sister always likes (covets) and likes (saliva) Shangguan, as far as I can, but it's just a mess, but I don't have any... Well, my sister is upright, I want to be ashamed, I am such a (female) man!

Wen Qing ran away inexplicably, and Shangguan Orange followed.

Leaning against the door of the kitchen, what Shangguan Cheng saw was Wen Qing, who was holding a water glass in his hand and winking, his face opened up like a grocery store.

After Shangguan Cheng was surprised, he couldn't help laughing.

She thought of Taiping when she was a teenager. Once, to please her, she got two puppets from nowhere. She held one in her left hand and one in her right hand. Once I came to Guishui, I didn't feel so scared anymore.

Shangguan Cheng's eyes darkened, why did he suddenly think of Taiping?

It would be great if Taiping was here.Don't want those intrigues anymore, just live in peace and stability, a small life that only belongs to two people.For such a life, Shangguan Cheng would rather give up his political ideals.

Shangguan Cheng took a deep breath and suppressed his unrealistic fantasies.

"Just now, you said you were going to be my agent? What do you mean?"

Wen Qing was taken aback for a moment, and the one-man show with split personality was interrupted by Shangguan Orange's words.

"That is to say, I will take charge of your acting career in place of Dahua in the future." Wen Qing replied professionally, and the heat on her face dissipated a little.

Shangguan Cheng was speechless, she stared at Wen Qing and remained silent for a while.

"Huh?" Wen Qing was surprised, didn't speak?Angry or what do you mean?

"So, what about your acting career?" Shangguan Cheng immediately grasped the crux of the problem.

"Ah?" Wen Qing was taken aback, she really didn't expect Shangguan to ask such a profound question.

"Or, you can be my manager and continue your acting career?" Mr. Shangguan's logical thinking is quite rigorous.

"Haha, that can't be done," Wen Qing said with a haha, pointing her fingers, "Look, Shangguan, I can't be expected to be a star. Instead of becoming a penniless little artist, I might as well develop in a different direction! F[-] Do you know? Well, of course you don’t know, and neither do you, Faye Wong. These people are all smashing stars, and their managers are all at the level of big names, and they made a lot of money from the stars! So ah ..."

Wen Qing and his son put their arms around Shangguan Cheng's shoulders, "Shangguan, I will rely on you for my sister's fortune in the future! Redouble your efforts! Fighting!"

Shangguan Cheng didn't move, she wasn't as easy to get excited as Wen Qing.Being held in Wen Qing's arms, she became more and more suspicious.

"Okay! That's it. I'll talk to Qiao Ruiqi, you don't have to worry." Wen Qing pushed Shangguan Cheng back to the study, pressed on the chair, and put a glass of water in front of her.

"Now, drink water obediently here, and wait for Sister Qing to come back from taking out the trash."

After finishing speaking, Wen Qing picked up the garbage bag in the kitchen and ran away without a trace.

After closing the door, Wen Qing breathed a sigh of relief.

Shangguan Cheng is too smart, and Wen Qing is convinced that she has begun to doubt her intentions.Wen Qing asked herself if she didn't have the determination to tell a lie and still keep her face and heart beating in front of her.Lying has always been her short-legged project. Didn't her mother say that she can't lie?Shangguan Cheng is smarter than her mother, the most sensible thing to do at this moment is to escape with an excuse, and don't let Shangguan catch the opportunity to ask endlessly.

Liking someone who is smarter than you can satisfy your vanity, but it also challenges your IQ, right?

Wen Qing thought to herself.

Throwing the garbage bag into the garbage passage in the corridor, Wen Qing turned around and wanted to go home.

"?"

At the corner of the stairs, a black shadow flashed, and a piece of clothes flew by.

Who is that?

Wen Qing's mind was spinning, and her professional sensitivity made her a little more careful.

What the hell is it a paparazzi?

Second Olympic!Wen Qing couldn't help scolding the street.

She didn't believe that this guy was here for her. She hadn't been popular at all, and now she was still "hidden in the snow".

Digging her background?Or her "woman behind" Xue Peilin?

Stop messing around, do you want to hang out?At least so far, no one in the circle dares to trouble her casually, let alone trouble her mother Xue Peilin.This was obviously aimed at Shang Guancheng.Your sister's Qiao Ruiqi quits serious business, how did the news that Shangguan was here leaked out?

Wen Qing gritted her teeth and rolled up her sleeves, who the hell is this?I'm sorry buddy, it's just you!

She tiptoed over.Weighing to the distance is almost the same, Wen Qing suddenly violently——

The one who was hiding in the corridor was probably too immature, and didn't even have the minimum awareness of safety, so Wen Qing grabbed her head and pinched her neck and pressed her against the wall of the corridor.

"Hmm..." The other party snorted, struggling instinctively.

As the saying goes, "beat a snake and hit seven inches", and capture a man to kick his crotch.

Wen Qing was also unambiguous, and raised her leg to shine on the other party's crotch｜the bottom was just a kick.

"Aw—" the other party screamed.

Um?This sounds so girly...

And... the feet don't feel right, are they flat?

female?

Women are easier to deal with!

Wenqing is like a heroine, a "black tiger digging out the heart" broke the camera strap around the opponent's neck and slapped the ground, and another "hungry tiger" grabbed the baseball cap off the opponent's head, and said ruthlessly:

"Which media are you from?!"

The other party was already startled to cry by her toughness: "Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow..."

Wen Qing was dumbfounded.

Seeing the other person's face clearly, he quickly let go of his hand, and then became angry:

"Bear boy, why is it you!"

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☆, Ziwei, where is your Erkang?

"Bear boy, if you don't study well, you can't go to school, so you're here to be a paparazzi!"

Wen Qing held the girl by the collar and babbled non-stop when she entered the house.

"Oh, it hurts, Sister Qingqing, take it easy, why are you so rude!" The girl scratched La Wenqing's paw in disgust.

"Knowing it hurts, you came to secretly take pictures of me!" Wen Qing didn't buy her, "If your father knows that you are doing such a useless thing, he won't beat you to death!"

"My dad won't beat me for this!" The girl retorted unconvinced, "My dad won't be willing to hit me!"

The first thing Shangguan Cheng saw was the two people who were pushing and shoving, and the intensity of the conflict made her almost mistakenly think that Wen Qing had caught a thief and was going to report to the police.

Feeling her gaze, the girl turned her head away, seeing that it was indeed her, her eyes darkened, and she muttered in a low voice, "We are really together".

Immediately afterwards, her brows and eyes were bent, and her big smart eyes were instantly narrowed into two slits, and there was a small dimple on her right cheek.

"Hello, Sister Orange!"

Shangguan Cheng was stunned.

How does she know who this girl is?It's just that this smile is really inexplicably comfortable to look at.So, Shangguan Orange also smiled back at her and nodded.

The girl blushed slightly.

Wen Qing didn't care whether she was blushing or not, she changed her shoes indiscriminately, and carried her into the bedroom again.

Shangguan Cheng was stunned.

"Hey, hey, my camera! My little Lailai!" The girl struggled to hold the camera whose strap was torn by Wen Qing and was slapped on the ground several times.

"A bad camera can't kill anyone!" Wen Qing pressed her on the small sofa in the bedroom, "Anyway, I will delete the things in your camera!"

"Little Lailai, what's the matter with you..." The girl fiddled with the crippled camera, crying in distress, "Wen Qing! You pay me, Little Lailai!"

"Excuse me!" Wen Qing said with a grimace, "You secretly took pictures of me, and I haven't settled with you yet!"

The girl turned her face away in disgust, "Who cares about taking pictures of you!"

"Then what are you doing here? To experience life?" Wen Qing crossed her hips, making a teapot shape.

The girl's eyes lit up when she heard the words, "Yes, yes, I am experiencing life!"

The corner of Wen Qing's mouth twitched: "You brat! Give me the camera!"

"No!" The girl hugged the disabled camera tightly like a baby, as if her daughter was about to be robbed by the evil young man.

Wen Qing is not used to cooking, Hu.He rushed over, held down the girl's struggle with one hand, and grabbed the camera directly with the other hand.

It didn't matter how she was photographed, no one was interested anyway, even if they were interested, forgive them they wouldn't have the guts to piss on her.However, Shangguan Orange is different. Apart from knowing her, Shangguan Orange has no background.

Do you think that the glamorous "goddess" in front of the people is also glamorous in the queen?Wen Qing shook her index finger, No! no! no! "Goddess" is for the public, especially fans.Female celebrities, especially female celebrities with no background, are not well-known in the circle, but they are just a tool——

A tool for the company to make money, a tool for the company's top management to collude with the bosses, and even a tool for the bosses to play with.

Not to mention female celebrities, what about male celebrities with no background?Wen Qing has seen a lot of those who rely on her body to please investors or producers.

Therefore, she will never allow anything about Shangguan Orange to be used as a handle by others to spread out, even if the photos may appear in someone she trusts, it will not work!

"Give me back my little Lailai!" The girl's darling was snatched away by Wen Qing, and her hair exploded.

Wen Qing dodged her teeth and claws, and took the time to play with the disabled camera in her hand.

"Yo, it's still a limited edition."

The girl couldn't grab her, so she was so angry that she had to resort to a big move——

"It hurts! It hurts to death! Wen Qing, why are you so annoying! My neck hurts from being pinched by you! My arm hurts from being twisted by you! You stinky hooligan! Touch my chest! And kick my lower body! Ouch, feet It hurts! It's broken!"

What the hell!

I'm going to take a big hit!

Wen Qing only regrets that she didn't have time to cover this brat's mouth, what "touching chest", what "lower body", child, you girl, you have the nerve to say it!

Wen Qing glanced guiltyly at Shangguan Cheng who was leaning against the door of the bedroom, Shangguan Cheng was already stunned by hearing this.

"That... Shangguan, I thought Zi'er was coming from the paparazzi, but I didn't see clearly..."

Wen Qing stammered and prayed silently, Shangguan, don't worry too much.

Zier?

This little girl is called "Zi'er"?

Shangguan Cheng glanced at the little girl who had been blah blah blah before, and said indifferently: "Talk."

After finishing speaking, Pingping went back to the study to fiddle with the notebook.

The two people in the bedroom watched her leave just like that, staring wide-eyed.

"Prodigal child! It's all your fault!" Wen Qing slapped Zi'er on the back of the head lightly.

"Wen Qing! You hit me again!" Zi'er covered her head and stared at her vigorously.

"Stare again! Stare again!" Wen Qing stared back at her impolitely, "Did you call 'Wen Qing'?"

"Who told you to hit me..." Zi'er muttered, not convinced.

Zi'er, whose real name is Li Ziwei.Ever since watching "Huan Zhu Ge Ge", Wen Qing couldn't bear to look directly at this name.Every time she saw Erkang who turned his nostrils and yelled "Ziwei" and "Ziwei" heart-piercingly, Wen Qing wanted to hide her face.By the way, Li Zhi is quite a tasteful person, why did he give his daughter such a name?

When Wen Qing knew that there was a saying of "Ziwei's horoscope", she understood. After a long time of arguing, what Boss Li meant was that she hoped that her daughter "fits with Ziwei's horoscope and has a safe life". Pretty good expectations, right?

"Does it hurt you?" Wen Qing put Xiao Lailai aside, looked at the wronged girl, and felt ashamed in her heart. After all, this child grew up by herself, and her heartless appearance was the same as her own. So like, Wen Qing is like her sister.

Zi'er rolled her eyes, pouted, and turned her face away to ignore her.

The brat pushes his nose on his face!

Wen Qing is also helpless, no matter whether it is public or private, the child can only be coaxed, anyway, the camera has been locked, let's take her time to interrogate her.

"Hiss—" Zi