Chapter 664

As the plot of Xiaoxian city is getting more and more later, the crew also began to prepare for the shooting transition in a week.

When Liang qiange and Zhuang fan's last play in Xiaoxian city was officially finished, everyone began to pack their bags and set off for Haishi.

The night before leaving, Qi Zheng asked the hotel to make a large table of dishes, saying that everyone had a good dinner.

Without the pressure of the next day's shooting, all the staff had fun.

After dinner, everyone did not enjoy themselves, and they still clamored to continue the stall.

There are not too many entertainment places in the small county town at night. The only decent one is a KTV 20 minutes' drive away from them.

KTV looks a bit old-fashioned. The decoration and signboards are all in the style of ten years ago, but we are not disgusted with it. A large group of people asked for the largest private room. Zhuang Fan said that he was a Mac and started to order songs directly.

Qi Zheng, as a big parent, went outside to order drinks. When he came back, he saw Liang qiange sitting in a corner, sipping potato chips.

He sat next to Liang qiange and asked, "did you order a song?"

Liang qiange waved his hand and said, "forget it, I can't sing well."

A supporting actor sitting on the other side of Liang qiange said, "what's wrong? What was the name of that variety show last time? You sang with Ruan an an and sun Xinran? I also danced. In the street, I sang very well at that time

Qi Zheng also remembered that the variety show was called "99 points" because sun Xinran was there. All the regular guests who recorded "I leave" at that time were often mentioned in the program, so as to give sun Xinran more publicity.

At that time, it seems that Liang qiange did go to participate once, forming a team with Ruan an an and sun Xinran. They sang and danced and won the championship.

The video has also been searched on Weibo.

Liang qiange was embarrassed at the thought of the black history and said, "at that time, I was young. Now I can't sing, I can't dance."

Supporting actor: Isn't it just last year? "

Liang qiange said, "yes, it's been a whole year."

Supporting actor:

Qi Zheng knew that Liang qiange didn't like to join in the excitement, so he simply said, "you don't have to accompany me all the time. If you're tired, you can go back to have a rest, and I'll let someone send you?"

"No more." Liang qiange said, "don't spoil everyone's happiness."

We are really playing wild. We play until more than one o'clock in the morning, singing, drinking, playing cards, playing dice, and playing everything. In the end, Zhuang fan was so drunk that he could not get up on the sofa.

Qi was coaxed and poured a lot of wine. When it was over, Liang qiange was the only one who was sober at the scene.

Liang qiange went to settle the account and came back to see a room full of drunkards. She took a deep breath and paid for the KTV staff to help her send the others back.

Back to the hotel, and let the hotel staff down to help.

After all the people have been settled, Liang qiange is already sweating. She stands at the door of her room and fumbles for the room card from her pocket.

At this time, there was a "click" behind her.

Liang qiange didn't pay attention and was still touching the room card.

After a moment, just listen to behind, a deep mature man's voice, slowly spread: "have a good time?"

Liang qiange was surprised and turned his head in an instant.

Then he saw that in the room opposite the corridor, thin Xiushen was wearing a white shirt, black trousers and two long legs. He was holding his hands around him, leaning against the door frame and watching her quietly.

Liang qiange was shocked and blurted out: "you, how are you here?"

Bo Xiushen raised his eyebrows, lowered his arms and walked towards her.

He stood in front of her, leaned forward, put his face close to her neck, sniffed softly, and whispered, "the smell of wine."

Liang qiange looked up at him and subconsciously said, "I didn't drink it. They drank it."

Bo Xiushen raised his head, rubbed his palm in the back of her head and asked, "didn't you drink at all?"

Liang qiange shakes his head.

She doesn't drink well, she knows, so she won't mess around.

Bo Xiu gave a deep smile, gently printed a kiss on her forehead and said, "really good."

Liang qiange swallowed his saliva. Although she didn't drink, the wine smell from others seemed to be still fermenting, which made her feel a little dizzy.

"Why did you come?" She asked again.

Bo Xiushen said, "tomorrow is not a transfer. I'll come to pick you up."

Liang qiange drooped his eyes and wanted to say that transition is a common thing in shooting, and it's not killing green people. It doesn't need to be specially picked up.

"What about the room card?" Bo Xiushen asked

Liang qiange touched her pocket again. She didn't touch anything. She blinked and said, "I don't know where it fell..."

Just now she Hei / whew / heh / whew, she helped to transport all the people to the car, and then helped to transport all the people back to the room. In the process, the things in her pocket fell out, and I'm afraid she couldn't notice it.Liang qiange stepped back, out of thin Xiushen breath range, said: "I'll ask the front desk to help me open the door."

As she said, she was about to go out, and she took her wrist.

Liang qiange looks back at him.

The man's facial features are delicate and distinct. He grabs the hand of her wrist slowly down, clasps her fingers without trace, and then slowly clasps her fingers.

When Bo Xiushen held him in his arms, Liang qiange heard his voice on top of her head. The man's throat seemed to roll for a moment and said, "my bed is empty."

Liang qiange thought of the red velvet box.

That day, she opened the box

Fingertips shrunk for a while, and after a while, Liang qiange took out his hand.

Bo Xiushen:

The next moment, Liang qiange reached out and hugged his waist, chin against his chest, looked up at him and said, "Oh."

This move.

It means she acquiesced.

Thin Xiushen seems totally unexpected.

After a short silence for a while, the man's face showed a helpless smile, and then held her small face in his hands and deeply kissed her lips.

The figures of men and women huddled together.

Into the room.

"Bang" a sound, the door was thin repair heavy heavy closed.

In the bright room, Liang qiange is pressed behind the door panel. She is forced to raise her head and bear the man's violent entanglement.

He hooped her tightly, and his strength was just right, so that she would not suffer.

Liang qiange was loved by him, his breath gradually became short, his legs were unstable, and the weight of his body depended on him.

Bo Xiushen reached out to turn off the switch beside the porch, and the room was suddenly dark.

He picked her up in a space where he couldn't see her.

Liang qiange put his hands around thin Xiushen's neck, and then he felt himself put on the bed.

He started again, and his hand reached through the hem of her dress.

His fingers are hot and dry, but Liang qiange still feels cold.

Maybe the air is cold.

She shivered, and she did.

Then he pushed her clothes up and down, exposing more of her skin to the air.

But this time, she didn't feel cold.

Feel hot.

The place touched by his hand is as hot as fire