Xin Rong nodded and threw the purse to Simon: "Little Yanzi, keep up!"
Simon was taken aback, and ran up to protest: "What little Yanzi? If you don't like to call my Chinese name, you can call me Simon."
"That's so unfamiliar." Xin Rong's gaze flowed, he cast a wink at him, approached him and said in a charming voice, "What is the relationship between the two of us? Others are called Simon, and I am also called Simon, and they don't reflect me at all. It's special. How about... I call you Erhuo?"
"..."
Why is it the second fire? It sounds like "second goods"!
Do you think he doesn't understand Chinese? His Chinese is better than English! (It’s more Italian!)
Xin Rong smiled, put his index finger on his face and turned and walked into the lounge.
Simon moved quickly to follow and close the door.
No one else in the lounge, only the two of them.
Simon walked over with a stern face, put his purse on the sofa, then put his hands on her side, bent over to look at her, and gradually approached her.
Xin Rong was taken aback, then stepped back: "What are you doing?"
Simon stretched out his hand, put his arm around her waist, and pressed her to him, with a threatening tone: "Woman...Don't provoke me. I let you now because I think you are fresh."
Xin Rong sneered.
Simon: "..."
What are you laughing at?
Be serious!
He is pulling cool and handsome!
Seeing that he was stupid, Xin Rong smiled even harder.
Simon was furious and kissed her abruptly, her laughter stopped abruptly.
The two kissed inextricably. Simon was an experienced master at any rate, and Xin Rong turned into a pool of spring water with just one kiss.
She lay softly on the sofa, her eyes blurred and exhaled, as if waiting for more love from him.
Simon panted and asked, "Do you want to continue?"
Xin Rong panted lightly, and asked, "Are you a provocation? Give me a statement of war?"
"Dare to pick it up?"
Xin Rong looked around and said, "You have to lock the door."
Simon got up immediately and went to lock the door.
Xin Rong sat up a bit and smiled meaningfully at him.
Simon was irritated by her smile and rushed over like a wolf.
As soon as the clothes were torn apart, someone knocked on the door.
Simon was taken aback and turned to look over.
The doorknob was twisted a few times, and Leishi's voice came: "Xin Rong?"
Simon: "..."
Xin Rong covered her mouth and smiled.
She had just heard Lexie's footsteps, so she laughed so meaningfully.
Leishi turned and left. Xin Rong estimated that she would call, picked up the phone to mute it, and then asked Simon: "Are you going to fight?"
"What do you mean?" Simon gritted his teeth.
The bullets are loaded, how can there be no fight?
...
Leishi failed to get through to Xin Rong and went back to the office helplessly.
She gave a few scripts to Chen Mei and Miffy, both of which were idol dramas, which Xin Rong didn't like, but idol dramas can earn popularity. She originally wanted to give them.
It's just that the original two are too new, the crew may not want it. Now they are a little red on the Internet, which is an opportunity.
The two were reading the script in the office. Leishi walked out the door and was about to push the door. He heard Chen Mei say, "You see? Although I didn't work for Xin Rong as an assistant, I think I'm not good at it. Isn’t it here? Otherwise, if you’re an assistant to her, how can we still have time to publicize and hype together? Maybe she still stops you and prevents you from taking the show."
Miffy smiled and said: "Your sixth sense is accurate, right?" (to be continued~^~)