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After dinner, it was still early. Joan really found a barber shop and decided to change her style.

Luo Beiyuan didn't express his opinion. He just accompanied her tenderly. Seeing the barber's hand operating on her hair, Luo Beiyuan was inexplicably upset. However, he could only swallow it alone.

More than an hour later, Joan's straight, docile hair had been slightly curled now. Her whole temperament had suddenly changed. She was pure and charming. It was impossible to describe her in words.

Luo Beiyuan's eyes are fixed on him. Maybe beauty is in his lover's eyes. Even though he has seen so many beauties around him, Qiao an is still outstanding in his eyes.

Joan's image, let her no longer like a good girl, more smart and witty.

Luobeiyuan driving, eyes from time to time peek at the girls around, he looked at the time: "only 9:30, now go home?"

"Well!" Joan nodded, and did not recognize the other thoughts in his words.

"Can we go back later? Let's go to a place first." Luobeiyuan pressure on the heart of the wave, the sound of low pressure.

"Where to?" Joanne asked, looking up.

"Hotel." The man's eyes darkened.

Qiao an an's heartstrings, as if by an invisible hand, gently trembled, her pretty face quietly red, and then silently nodded: "good."

With her permission, luobeiyuan stepped on the gas pedal to fight for more time for himself.

Arriving at the hotel, luobeiyuan has a VIP card here. After going through the formalities directly, she leads her little hand to the elevator.

As soon as he got to the elevator, luobeiyuan met an acquaintance. When the other party saw him coming in with the girl's hand, he was a little surprised, but then he left with an ambiguous smile.

Luobei Yuanjun face slightly embarrassed, Qiao an an even more embarrassed, directly hiding behind him, but two people's hands, but has not been separated, tightly intertwined.

On the top floor, in the suite, the light is dim. The man takes off his coat and puts it on the sofa. He looks at Joan who is not comfortable.

Joan doesn't know what to do. She can't untie her clothes as soon as she comes in.

So, she stood in front of the French window. Suddenly, a solid and fiery body came up behind her and gently pulled her to her arms. Joan couldn't help leaning over, and felt the fiery breath sprayed on her ears. The thin lips of the man kissed her earlobes. Her whole body was as if she had been blown by an electric current, and her crispy hair stood up. This kind of feeling It's indescribable.

"Ann." The man whispered her name, gentle and affectionate, pressing and looking forward to it.

Qiao An'an only felt that she was still tense just now. Now, she stopped. She held her breath, turned around and faced him. The man's eyes were as black as ink, and locked her face without blinking. Qiao an found that luobeiyuan was really beautiful, with deep facial features and noble temperament. Looking at him from a close distance, he was still very elegant.

Joan heard the heartbeat, she breathed faster, picked up her toes, and took the initiative to kiss the man's thin lips.

She would not pity such a handsome man.

Luobeiyuan only felt a force that was not heavy. He stepped back a few steps and was pushed down on the soft bed by Qiao an an. The girl's slender body pressed him over. He was shocked.

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"If I don't hurry up, I won't have time. I have to go home before eleven." As the girl spoke, she untied his shirt with her little hand.

Luobeiyuan this time is really laughing and crying, how to talk about a love, but also with the race of time ah.

"Good, but not soon." The man hugged her, a counter pressure, pressed her under the body, thin lips in her lips kiss, deep voice, let Joan Ann all over a se, won't soon? What do you mean?

Sure enough, it wasn't very fast. Joan's waist and legs were deeply aware of it.

Cheng Qingqing's new play officially starts shooting today. The first scene is the rebirth of the female leader. This is an ancient Yue opera. The female leader is a female scientist. Because her scientific research achievements are peeped at by bad people, she causes a car accident and falls into the water and dies on her way off work.

The director was originally looking for a good stand in for Cheng Qingqing. All she needed was a close-up of her face. But who is Cheng Qingqing? Being hardworking is her minimum respect for her career. She insists that she doesn't need to be a stand in. She has to play the whole falling into the water by herself.

Cheng Qingqing's determination surprised everyone. A charming little girl was willing to shoot nearly a hundred shots underwater, but she didn't complain. Every time she choked, her face was red. It was very painful.

Fortunately, her acting was good, and the director finally let her through the play.

Cheng Qingqing sneezed several times and finally came home. The film and television shooting base is in the suburb of the city. After Cheng Qingqing finished shooting, she can go home to have a rest. This is one of Cheng Qingqing's happiest things.

She wanted to come back and see the man."Ha Choo." Cheng Qingqing's self righteous physical quality is already protesting, and her agent Li se is worried about it.

"Qingqing, let the double play this kind of play in the future. Pay attention to your health and don't catch a cold." Li se is more worried about not telling Mr. Li, but he reminded her not to get hurt during her work.

ραΠdαsΝοvel.cοm "I'm fine. I'll work hard for you in the evening. I'll take some medicine later." Cheng Qingqing looked at the time, it was more than three in the morning.

After getting off the bus, Cheng Qingqing shakes twice in the cold wind. The weather is getting colder and colder.

Into the room, Cheng Qingqing began to look for medicine to eat, she remembers to buy cold medicine spare, where?

"What are you looking for?" Suddenly, a magnetic male voice came from the stairs.

Cheng Qingqing was startled. As soon as she lifted her eyes, she found that Li Qingyan was standing on the stairs, a gray Nightgown, lazy and sexy.

It is in the early hours of the morning, and men and women are alone. The mature and mysterious breath of men is just a demon who steals heart in the dark. Cheng Qingqing's breath is tightened little by little, and her eyes become straight.

"I I'm looking for medicine. I seem to have a cold Cheng Qingqing said that her voice was not sharp. Her heart was beating so fast. What she was sweating just now was sweating. Now it's turning into hot sweat. The beautiful man really has a curative effect. Will she look at him more and even cure her cold?

"Have you caught a cold? Let me see. " Li Qingyan frowned and walked down the stairs. He came to her and put his hand over her forehead: "no fever."

"Dizziness, a little sore throat." Cheng Qingqing answered in a low voice.

"It's OK. Put on more clothes." Li Qingyan's eyes swept, and found that she was wearing too little, just a thin autumn dress. It's strange that she didn't catch a cold at night.