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Qinghuan eyebrows and eyes drooping, she put the mobile phone into her pocket, and when she raised her head again, she had already reached out and pushed open the door of the bathroom, and her high-heeled shoes trampled on the ground and made a sound, as if stepping on the human heart beat.

The rest room usually has staff come in to fish, so there are all kinds of things like sofas. Fu Jing is still panting on the sofa and is startled by the sudden sound of footsteps. Fortunately, in order to make it convenient for her to wear a skirt, she quickly pulls up the skirt which has been removed to her navel.

"Who?"

Fu Jingru sat up on the sofa. She covered her half face with her hand and turned to look behind her.

As expected by Qinghuan, Fu Jing's clothes have not been sorted out, and his hair is in disorder. At this time, a pair of eyes see himself and suddenly become panic stricken.

"Qing Master Qinghuan. "

Fu Jing stammered to open his mouth. The flush on his face faded. His face was pale. His hand hanging on his side clenched into a fist. How could Qinghuan be here?

Did she hear it all?

Qinghuan hook lips a smile, smile as always gentle and moving: "Hello, Miss Fu."

This is a very common address for Miss Fu, but it is obvious that Qinghuan has run into her and others to do this kind of thing. Fu Jing feels extremely ironic.

Fu Jing's appearance is a typical small jasper, cute and lovely sister type, but who can think that this cute little sister dare to fight with men?

"You..." Fu Jing doesn't call her elder any more. Her arms tremble and she puts on her clothes and stands up from the sofa.

"Why are you here?"

Fu Jing thought of what the man told him before he left. She bit her lower lip wrongly. Now she doesn't know how much Qinghuan overhears. But at this moment, looking at Qinghuan's smile, Fu Jing has no reason to be afraid of her.

Originally, Qinghuan is much stronger than her in temperament. Now Fu Jing has done something wrong in front of her, and her momentum is even shorter. She can't even lift her head in front of Qinghuan.

Qinghuan is not even afraid of song Mingxiu and song Shuyao. Let alone a white lotus like Fu Jing. When Fu Jing thought she was going to leave, Qinghuan just leaned on the door and tied the door.

"I chose a quiet place to call my boyfriend." Qinghuan looks at Fu Jing, arms in both hands, crooked head, corner of the mouth hook up a smile.

Fu Jing is sensitive to Qinghuan's actions. Her scalp is numb when Qinghuan is watching her. She secretly swallows her saliva, and her eyes are wandering: "so If there's nothing wrong with that, I'll leave first, and I won't disturb my predecessors. "

Fu Jing said, the pace of some flustered to open the door, she wanted to rush forward to run out, intuition told her, stay here is dangerous.

But how can Qinghuan let her succeed? When Fu Jing reached out to touch the door lock, her beautiful peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and her expression was cold and fierce. She grabbed Fu Jing's hair, and Fu Jing was forced to look up with tears in her eyes.

"Ah Fu Jing cried, "what are you doing? This is the TV station! "

"Shh." Qinghuan index finger against the lip, in pay static ear whispered, "lower voice, you don't want to be watched after the event?"

Fu Jing Company to her fucker is pure jade girl, if her appearance is exploded, let alone the future, fans can scold her several layers of skin.

Although Qinghuan knows that Fu Jing is innocent, Qinghuan laughs when she hears that Fu Jing promises to attack her tonight.

She and Fu Jing have no injustice or hatred, but Fu Jing sells her for her own future. How can there be such a good thing in the world?

Qinghuan's anger is very heavy. She grabs Fu Jing's hair with a little effort and pulls her hair. She drags Fu Jing from the door to the middle, raises her hand and throws her to the sofa.

Fu Jing was severely thrown on the sofa by Qinghuan. Although her body didn't hurt, she felt that her scalp was going to fall off. Qinghuan's strength was too strong, and she couldn't resist after being caught.

"I don't know where I offended my predecessors." Fu Jing is sitting on the sofa, her voice is crying, her eyes are red, as if she is going to cry at the next moment.

Facing Fu Jingzhuang's pitiful expression, Qinghuan is not moved. Her hands are around her arms, and her beautiful peach blossom eyes look down on Fu Jing. She is indifferent.

"little sister, do you think I am a fool

Qing Huan eyebrow tail a Yang, sneer way.

Since it fell into her hands, how can easily let go of each other? When I think that if I don't hear this scene, I'm going to fall into the other party's hands according to the arrangement of men and Fu Jing

"I don't understand what you're talking about." Pay Jing bit to die not to admit, her eyes toward the door glance, can only pray that their agent quickly find.

At the thought that she has done nothing now, Fu Jing suddenly has the confidence. She is now the backstage of the program group. Qinghuan should not dare to do anything out of the ordinary. If she screams, naturally someone will come from outside. At that time, she is crying, and Qinghuan bullies her back.

As for why she bullies her back, isn't it jealousy that the other side is better than her?Fu Jing thinks more and more that this method is feasible.

"Is it?" Qinghuan squatted down, as if looking at a joke, to break Fu Jing's idea, "surprised, the new girl in the music world is doing this kind of thing with men in the lounge. How about this title?"

Qinghuan finished, and did not wait for Fu Jing to answer, and shook his head, "no, this title is not enough."

"Fu Jing is brewing with man's sauce in front of Qinghuan's face." She moved closer to her and raised her hand. "What do you think of this one?"

Fu Jing thinks Qinghuan wants to fan down and covers his cheek subconsciously.

However, after waiting for a long time, Qinghuan didn't mean to start. She opened her eyes timidly, but the person in front of her just slowly took out her mobile phone from her pocket and pressed several buttons.

The voice of ambiguous intercourse comes out from the mobile phone. Not only that, but also the figure of a man and a woman overlapped. The man's back to the camera, Fu Jing sees himself lying on the sofa half naked. Although there is only one side face, the picture is very clear.

Her conversations with men were also recorded clearly.

"But I'm not familiar with master Qinghuan. What if she doesn't drink what I gave her?"

"What are you afraid of? I've arranged everything else

"Baby, don't worry. When it's done, you will be the champion of the voice of nature."

Fu Jing's face became more and more green, and in the end it was like ashes.

"Tut." Qinghuan turned off the video and chuckled: "Miss Fu looks so clear and beautiful, and her Kung Fu in bed is really amazing."

"At a young age, if you don't keep your feet on the ground, you just want to step up to the sky. Do you really think that the audience is blind and deaf, and the world is drunk, and you wake up alone?"