It's normal, isn't it?
Su Kui slowly played with the goblet, casually leaning on the leather sofa, picking from the peach blossom eyes of the wave light, a little beauty mole at the bottom of her eyes made her look very beautiful. Her hair was short and sharp, and then her eyes seemed to sweep to a corner.
There, the emaciated boy sat quietly. He was wearing a white shirt and straight black trousers. Even in the red light, his outstanding features were highlighted. The skin is very white and looks slightly pale. The lip color is flesh pink and the lip shape is very thin, which is very suitable for kissing.
He pursed his lips, as if he could not adapt to the noisy environment in the box, for example, the eyebrows were frowned by ink, and a trace of impatience disappeared in the black eyes.
Su Kui keenly catches it and chuckles inside. In fact, the inside of the little sheep is not as innocent as it seems.
Half of his facial features were hidden in the dark, only the soft outline and his long and thin lashes could be seen. Stir gently with the blink of an eye.
White shirt and trousers, in fact, are a very test of men's body and temperament. If they don't wear well, they are likely to look like a waiter at a glance. And those who wear well, such as how to use Sanskrit, are lined with his wide shoulders and narrow waist, slender body and clean temperament.
Those dark and clear eyes are very beautiful in shape. They are very long in shape. They have big eyes, but they pick slightly at the end of the eyes. In harmless at the same time, it can easily stir up the spirit of girls.
In every life, heaven has given him a good face.
But in this life, are the pure and harmless sheep exactly the same? She is looking forward to it.
In the eyes of peachblossom of shuiguangxuan, the streamer passes by. Her red lips are light, and she casually hooks her fingers to the director who is going to be the East. She opens her lips silently, "come here."
Zhu Changzhi, the craziest and most disordered player of Ben's game, hurriedly pushes away the girl who is almost glued to him, and walks over with a kind smile on his face.
He's very fat. He's shaking all over his body. He has a big beard on his face. It's thanks to the pretty girl who can talk.
Su Kui picked up her eyebrows. Zhu Chang walked to her and dared not sit down without her permission. I still wonder in my heart, but a little girl, how so intimidating, he dare not be bold in front of her even after a hundred battles.
White slender fingers point to the sofa, "sit." Sunflower light mouth.
"Ah, OK, thank you, Mr. Song," Zhu Chang sat down beside Su Kui. Fortunately, he knew how to be measured and didn't dare to get too close. But also because he sat down, the soft sofa fell down a lot.
Zhu Chang wiped the sweat on his head, and Su Kui pulled his lips, barely holding his forehead.
"Old Zhu, do you mind if I call you that?" Su Kui chuckled, "you are one of the most famous directors in China. I've seen your films. To be honest, it's very good." But it's just good.
That's why Zhu, who has been around for half of his life, can only become a second-rate director and make literary films.
Who dares to say no when the eldest lady speaks?
Zhu Chang nodded in succession, "yes, yes, thank you, Mr. Song. The script prepared this time is half moon lake, which is a big breakthrough for me."