I ran away after I caught the goddess

An Rongrong thought she was right, her cheeks were puffed up, her eyes were round, and her expression was lively and stubborn.

She thought she had a very straight back, but in Shen Lishu's eyes, An Rongrong looked like a little panda trying to scare others.

Opening his arms, he thought it was fierce, but he was actually too cute.

An Rongrong bit the bullet and looked at Shen Lishu, her breathing was a little tight, "Does Teacher Shen want to use the dressing room?"

"No," Shen Lishu put his hands on the handle of the chair, making a gesture to bend An Rongrong into the chair, "I want to talk to you."

But your posture doesn't look like a serious chat!

The matter was not explained clearly, how could it be so easy for her to succeed.

An Rongrong's advantage of learning dance since childhood was brought into full play at this moment.

She flexibly lowered her waist and slipped away from Shen Lishu's siege, and slipped away from the chair, leaning against the dressing table behind her and said in an unnatural tone, "T-Talking about what?"

Shen Lishu didn't expect her body to be so flexible, and raised his eyebrows to look at her in a little surprise.

An Rongrong also realized that his actions to hide from Shen Lishu were too obvious, and instead he felt guilty.

Her eyelashes fluttered, she didn't dare to look at Shen Lishu, "You can just stand there and chat."

In fact, when the goddess approached her, An Rongrong's calf unconsciously felt weak just by smelling the familiar scent of quiet perfume.

The heart in the chest was beating futilely, clamoring for Shen Lishu's fatal temptation to her.

If he didn't distance himself from her, An Rongrong would probably surrender instantly.

In the past, An Rongrong wished she could book 419 with Shen Li, begging the goddess to wantonly play with her feelings.

But now the dream has come true, and An Rongrong wants to have sex with Shen Lishu again.

That feeling of worrying about gains and losses slowly tightened her heart like a ball of twine.

Every time she thought she was getting closer to the Goddess, something would happen to remind her that the Goddess was not hers.

An Rongrong leaned back against the dressing table, pressed the edge of the table with both hands behind her back, her eyelashes dropped, and she caught a glimpse of the silver stiletto high-heeled shoes on Shen Lishu's feet out of the corner of her eye.

The cropped black suit pants worn by Shen Lishu perfectly exposed a section of ankle and reflective white calf.

An Rongrong couldn't help but glanced at it, and then took another look.

No matter how many times she watched it, An Rongrong felt that Shen Lishu's ankles were really sexy.

She has never seen anyone with skinny ankles so beautiful.

Just looking at this ankle, An Rongrong forgave Shen Lishu for not returning at night.

No way, who made her beautiful.

She is beautiful and she is justified.

"Do you like it?" Shen Lishu noticed An Rongrong's gaze, approached her with a chuckle, his voice was hoarse and ambiguous, "Do you want me to touch it too?"

Shen Lishu is very generous, but she is willing to let An Rongrong check it by herself if she is curious.

An Rongrong peeked and was caught by the owner on the spot, her face was a little hot, her eyelashes fluttered and she looked away, pretending she didn't hear Shen Lishu's words.

The clothes she is wearing today are biased toward attendance. The beige shirt is paired with a high-waisted skirt. Her hair is braided into a herringbone braid, and her bangs are fluffy and buckled inside, which is especially in line with Luo Yue's quiet temperament.

But now Luo Yue's actor An Rongrong's black and white eyes are wide open, his body moves back, his eyes tremble slightly and he looks at the person in front of him, pretending to be silly and asking, "Mr. Shen, what are you doing here?"

Shen Lishu took two steps forward, put An Rongrong in front of the dressing table, clamped her soft waist with his hands to prevent her from slipping away like before, and whispered in her ear, "X harassment in the workplace."

She gently pulled out the shirt from the plush skirt, put her hand on her back waist, pressed her fingertips against the button of plush's bra, and asked, "Do you want to?"

Shen Li's bookish breathing was like a gossamer, and An Rongrong's scalp was so excited that he couldn't help holding his chest and shrinking his shoulders.

Realizing that she was unbuttoning her breasts, An Rongrong's heart trembled, and she couldn't bear it and called out in a low voice, "Sister."

She was cowardly.

After only 3 minutes, An Rongrong stretched out her hand to hold the shirt at Shen Lishu's waist in resignation, her eyelashes fluttered, and she whispered, "Don't."

Later, in case the makeup artist lady comes in and can't explain clearly.

"Did you lose your temper with me today, baby, because I didn't come back yesterday but didn't tell you?" Shen Lishu's hand returned to An Rongrong's waist.

Bao, baby?

An Rongrong turned her head back to hear the goddess call herself such an intimate name, her body was half crisp, she bit her handkerchief in her heart, and her toes curled up uncontrollably.

How could she be so foul!

How can the voice be so soft when calling baby.

An Rongrong unilaterally announced that she forgave Shen Lishu and reconciled with her.

Shen Lishu looked at An Rongrong's satisfied expression, and felt that she was really easy to coax.

"Su Lin was ill yesterday, and Su Jiang just came back from Beijing, so we went to her house together." Shen Lishu skillfully separated An Rongrong's legs with his knees and squeezed in, holding her waist and letting her sit behind him. On the table, he explained softly, "Su Lin has a high fever of 40.5°C, luckily she went there in time, otherwise I don't know what to do."

"Mama Su is sick!" An Rongrong exclaimed in surprise, her eyes showing concern.

Because he was distracted, his body instinctively cooperated with Shen Lishu, "Is the fever gone?"

Shen Lishu didn't bother about An Rongrong's strange address to Su Lin, "The fever subsided, but she suddenly became ill, and there was no one to deal with her work, and I was too busy to chat with you, so I didn't reply to your message. "

Shen Lishu said softly, "I'm sorry, I won't do it next time."

Apart from her agent and work, she is really not used to explaining her personal itinerary and arrangements to others in private.

An Rongrong bit her lower lip lightly, her heart softened into a ball, she sat on the dressing table with her chest in her arms and lowered her head, and let out a muffled hum.

She who was very reasonable at first felt guilty now.

The goddess has serious business, why is she still thinking about other things.

"I finished explaining my matter," Shen Lishu narrowed his eyes, "Then tell me what's going on with 'Teacher Shen'?"

Shen Lishu approached An Rongrong, the two of them were very close, their lips were as if away from hers, and he said lightly, "I'm getting fatter, I'm starting to play yin and yang with me."

Shen Lishu was too close, breathing was just a few feet away, An Rongrong's mind was so dazed by her that she couldn't move at all, and she subconsciously explained, "I—"

As a result, as soon as she opened her mouth, Shen Lishu's lips kissed her.

Like a hunter, she waited patiently until An Rongrong opened her mouth and exposed the tip of her tongue, then quickly caught it, hooked it, and prevented it from slipping away.

Shen Lishu put his hand on An Rongrong's back, and held her knee with the other hand from under the hem of the high-waisted skirt, with a smile in his eyes, "Where are Miss Sister's leggings?"

One word from her made An Rongrong's face turn red.

I just took it off when I went to the bathroom.

As for why she took it off, An Rongrong subconsciously avoided the question.

Leave a pair of underwear for the thin-skinned people who only dare to LSP mentally.

Shen Lishu smiled and kissed her lips, not pursuing this question any further.

An Rongrong is now like a ripe peach, her skin is rosy, her lips are moist and shiny, and she exudes a sweet smell that is tempting to pick.

Shen Lishu is not a person without self-control, but of course her self-control is gone now.

Knowing that no one would come in the dressing room all the time, she still touched the lace and her wrist was clamped by An Rongrong's legs.

An Rongrong bit her lip and lowered her head, stepped on the chair behind Shen Lishu with her toes, tightly clutching the shirt at Shen Lishu's waist with her hands, her mind was blank, and she could only feel the gentle and considerate strength of the goddess.

The other party seemed to have cut his nails, the fingertips were round without any scratching pain, and the water between the fingers was ridiculous.

An Rongrong used to listen to Shen Lishu, who was edited by book fans, and turned off the lights to DIY, but this was the first time she didn't need to do it, just sitting on the makeup table.

An Rongrong could no longer concentrate on wondering if Shen Lishu was a straight girl, because just holding back and not making a sound was already difficult enough.

What was even worse was that the makeup artist lady seemed to be back, and she was joking and laughing at the door.

An Rongrong woke up from the joy, her knees subconsciously tightened, holding Shen Lishu's slender waist, her heart was in her throat.

Unlike the last time in the bathroom, the make-up artist has a key, so she can open the door and come in without knocking.

And now she was sitting on the table in the dressing room with her back against the mirror, and Shen Lishu was standing in front of her.

On the outside, it looks like her dress is neat and her shirt is buttoned honestly, but the inside is like a ripe soft peach.

An Rongrong's face was burning badly, she raised her eyes to look at Shen Lishu, her breathing trembled.

"Shh," Shen Lishu put his hand on An Rongrong's waist to cover her mouth, and whispered in her ear, "Don't make any noise."

An Rongrong's eyes were watery, making those clean and clear eyes even more moist, and the eyelashes fluttered uneasily.

She also didn't know how the two of them came to this point, why they had turned into flirting after they had clearly agreed to chat.

But if someone bumps into her, can you explain that she and Shen Lishu are actually having sex with each other?

Rehearse in advance so that you won't be able to let go when the time comes.

It's all for filming, so it should be fine, right?

No matter how unbelievable this reason sounds, it is better than being seen in real life with the first and second girls having sex in the dressing room.

Shen Lishu carefully observed An Rongrong's eyes, but he didn't see the slightest resentment or rejection from them.

Some are just nervous and apprehensive and restrained.

Shen Lishu felt that if this was a straight girl, there would be no curs in this world.

The footsteps of the make-up artist, talking and laughing slowly approached, the closer she was, the more nervous An Rongrong became.

Goosebumps arose on his body like an electric shock, and he looked at Shen Lishu with big moist eyes begging for mercy.

Shout silently: Sister, sister.

"Why is the door closed?" the makeup artist sister asked in confusion, and lowered her head to search for the key in her pants pocket.

It so happened that the assistant director came to look for the make-up artist sister, "Director Mao said that Luo Yue's makeup should be a little more youthful, after all, she is a young girl who has just entered the society and is ignorant of the world, she is pure and clean."

What the two of them didn't know was that the little girl with pure and clean makeup was doing adult things with her big sister in the dressing room next door to them.

Fortunately, the assistant director showed up, and when they finished chatting about Director Mao's unreasonable request and the makeup artist lady opened the door again, An Rongrong had already come down from the table.

"So the two teachers are here." The makeup artist lady smiled, "I thought there was no one inside."

Shen Lishu sat lazily on the chair with his legs crossed, took out a wet tissue to wipe the crevices of his fingertips, turned his head and said, "Just now I wanted to have a scene with Fluffy, but I came in when I saw that there was no one in the dressing room, I'm causing you trouble. "

The make-up artist looked at An Rongrong, who had his back turned to her and was applying lipstick in the makeup mirror, "It's all right, it's not troublesome. It's quieter here than outside, mainly because Director Mao's voice is too loud, and you can feel free anytime in the future." Come and play."

Shen Lishu frowned, looked sideways at An Rongrong, and pointed, "Okay."

An Rongrong blushed so badly that her whole body was on fire, her violent heartbeat hadn't calmed down yet, and she didn't dare to turn her head to look at the two of them.

She heard Shen Lishu casually chatting with the make-up artist lady, and she couldn't help admiring the actress' acting skills.

She was fine, as if the hand under her skirt was not hers just now.

When An Rongrong finished her lipstick and went out with Shen Lishu, she happened to meet Director Mao head-on.

Director Mao is a big bastard who didn't know which tendon was wrong today, but he was so careful that he saw something wrong with An Rongrong's red eyes.

"I'm not talking about you, as a senior, can you be a little patient with the younger generation?" He said to Shen Lishu.

Shen Lishu looked at him inexplicably, "Why am I impatient, I was very patient just now."

She blinked at An Rongrong meaningfully, "Isn't it?"

An Rongrong almost knelt down and begged Shen Lishu to restrain himself.

I was so guilty that I wanted to bury my head in my collar, because I was afraid that others would see what good things the two of them did in the dressing room.

On the other hand, Shen Lishu wished he could tell the world about it.

"You're still threatening people, you see people are so afraid of you that she doesn't even dare to raise her head when you speak." Director Mao felt that he had discovered the phenomenon of bullying among actors, "Don't think I didn't see it today, you blocked her on."

Director Mao's face drooped, and he pointed to An Rongrong's eyes and asked Shen Lishu, "Did you beat her up in the dressing room just now? Your eyes are red from crying."

He kept telling others not to be fierce to An Rongrong, but in the end it was Shen Lishu who was the most vicious to her.

Shen Lishu is really a scholar who meets a soldier, it's hard to explain why.

She was amused by Director Mao's rich imagination, "I didn't beat her."

An Rongrong nodded frantically, "Sister Li Shu really didn't kill me."

However, no matter how the two of them explained, Director Mao always looked like An Rongrong was bullied by a bully like Shen Lishu and dared not tell the truth.

"If she attacks you in the future, you will come to me." Director Mao was full of sense of justice, pointing at Shen Lishu with grief, "Restrain yourself, why is your temper getting worse and worse."

Shen Lishu folded his arms and smiled silently, then nodded perfunctorily, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

What else could she do, but she couldn't tell the truth.

If she dared to tell Director Mao that she stabbed his favorite female second in the dressing room just now, Director Mao could eat her alive!

After Director Mao left, Shen Lishu quietly leaned into An Rongrong's ear and whispered, "Miss Sister, are you happy being 'bullied' by me just now?"

An Rongrong was afraid of being heard, so she turned her head to look left and right with a guilty conscience.

"Ask you, are you happy?" Shen Lishu took An Rongrong's arm.

"Happy." An Rongrong's voice was like a mosquito, very soft.

Shen Lishu asked again with crooked eyes, "Will you let me 'bully' from now on?"

An Rongrong blushed violently, and begged for mercy, "Sister."

Leave something to say when there is no one else, I'm still on the set, at least be a human being.

It's a pity that Shen Lishu obviously felt that it would be better not to be a human being, "Go back and change your clothes, and take you out at night."

An Rongrong, "!"

An Rongrong couldn't help swallowing.

Is the hotel not fragrant?

The author has something to say: in my mind

Fluffy: I beg my sister to support me positively

in reality

Fluffy: I beg my sister to be a human being QAQ

(Ideological giant, real counselor)

Babies, the text of the friends has opened up!go see the duck~

Author: Cake Pigeon

Civilization: Pretending to be affectionate (wearing books)

~感谢在2021-06-2918:38:07~2021-06-3020:00:30期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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