Only half of the cigarette Yue Zitong snatched was left.
Half of the cigarette smoked hard, but it was enough to make her no longer suffer from the unbearable torture. She lay on the sofa holding the cigarette end in her right hand for a long time.
It was as if the fight for this half of the cigarette had consumed her whole strength.
After the indescribable pain slowly disappeared, Yue Zitong had not opened his eyes, tears had already trickled down from the corner of his eyes.
She didn''t want to cry.
In particular, He Lan Xiaoxin, who is as gorgeous as peach blossom, but whose heart is like snake and scorpion, can''t help hating her pain. She slowly raises her hands and inserts her hands in the hair, grabs a lot of hair and wants to drag it down.
She knows very well that she can no longer resist the devil at the moment when he LAN Xiaoxin is allowed to despise her.
At this moment, how she hoped that the sky would suddenly fall down and smash her and Helan Xiaoxin into meat and mud together. They could not see any appearance and could not distinguish each other.
It''s just that the sky can''t fall down, so she has to face the reality.
Weeping, in addition to representing the submissive weakness, will not play any role.
She opened her eyes and saw that he LAN Xiaoxin was staring at her from above, with evil charming smile on her face, and her eyes swept from her body.
How much I want to kick this snake and scorpion woman to fly, and then grab the fruit knife on the table and stab her to pieces!
But Yue Zitong didn''t dare.
It''s easy to kill Helan Xiaoxin, but it''s hard to resist number one.
Unless she kills this smelly woman before she kills herself.
Yue Zitong does not want to die, not because she is afraid of death, but because there are too many concerns.
What if she dies, a cowardly mother?
After wiping his tears with his backhand, Yue Zitong sat up from the sofa, held up his head, drank half a cup of cold boiled water, and then panted slightly: "what do you think I do?"
"I remember that you used to wear your XianMei silk stockings with Suya Qier at the general assembly of the sock industry League in Mexico, and you acted as a leg model on the T-stage, and it was very successful."
Helan Xiaoxin sat down next to her and took out a wet towel to wipe the sweat on her forehead for her.
Yue Zitong''s small head tilted down, and did not move.
"Why don''t you talk?"
After cleaning carefully for her, He Lan Xiaoxin asked softly.
"If you know, what else do you want me to say?"
"Why don''t you think, then, why did I mention that?"
"You mentioned that -"
Yue Zitong suddenly understood and turned to look at her: "you want me to replace Han Huiqiao and go to yanziwan as a leg model for southern silk stockings."
"Tong Tong, whether it''s your appearance, body shape and temperament, it''s much better than that stupid bitch."
He Lan Xiaoxin''s left hand was put on Yue Zitong''s leg and swam restlessly: "what is missing is just the calm when facing the camera. But I don''t think it''s a problem. Pan Hai is one of the most famous directors in China with rich experience in directing. And you have almost a whole day to rehearse. "
"I''m not going to be a leg model anymore."
Yue Zitong reached out, took out her own cigarette from the table, lit it, took a deep breath, and then coughed violently.
If the relationship between the two people is still as close as before, He Lan Xiaoxin did not reveal her true nature as a snake and scorpion. When Han Huiqiao killed herself and couldn''t find a better actress to shoot the advertisement, Yue Zitong might have been able to fight in person.
From the point of view of the southern industry group, after all.
The imminent advertisement can''t be filmed. Shouldn''t the most anxious one be the boss?
But she won''t now.
Never.
After today''s addiction is satisfied, she will not cooperate with Helan Xiaoxin.
As long as Helan Xiaoxin demands, she will resolutely oppose regardless of the consequences.
"Really not?"
Helan xiaoxinxiu eyebrow slightly wrinkled up, stroked her long leg hand, and suddenly twisted it.
Yue Zitong''s eyes trembled with pain, but he laughed. Looking at Helan Xiaoxin''s eyes, he said softly, "no, go."
"Even then, I will not force you. In any case, the southern group is your man''s industry, and it''s yours. You, the hostess, are indifferent. Why should I, an outsider, get angry about this? "
He Lan Xiaoxin gave a faint smile, stood up, twisted his waist and walked to the stairs, raised his hand and yawned, and murmured, "Alas, I didn''t sleep well last night, and there were always some strange voices thinking about it. When the sun goes up, it''s time to get back to sleep. "
When she opened the bedroom door, Yue Zi Tong''s voice came from behind: "you broke your promise."
He Lan Xiaoxin turned back and said with a smile, "yes, I broke my promise. So what? Who but you would say I broke my promise? Is that man you''re crazy about? He has the right to say. But only if he dares to come back to the Castle Peak. "Yue Zitong''s face turned blue and white. After a long time, he said in a hoarse voice, "He Lan Xiaoxin, you will not die well."
"When I went down this road, I knew that I would not die well. I still use you to remind me?"
He Lan Xiaoxin smiles and asks, "what about you? Boy, will you die well
"I and I will not die well."
Yue Zitong collapsed on the sofa with a cold sweat on his forehead.
"From this point of view, we are one person. Why do you insist on too much useless, so that you live so tired? "
Helan Xiaoxin raised his right hand and snakelike fingers: "honey, the sun is just a good time. Come on, let my sister love you so much that you can taste something that you have never had before. Before she finishes, Yue Zitong suddenly bends down and reaches out, grabs the fruit knife and throws it with all his strength!
Whoosh - --- Du a light ring, that cold shining fruit knife, rubbing Helan Xiaoxin''s left ear hair, stabbed on the solid wood door panel, deep enough for three centimeters, the handle of the knife rapidly and gently vibrated, making a buzzing tremor.
"Good knife technique."
Helan Xiaoxin did not even blink his eyes. He stretched out his bright red tongue and swept his lower upper lip. He repeated with a smile: "it''s really a good Sabre technique. I''ve learned it. But don''t be complacent, wait for the evening - ha ha ha. "
The door slammed in her laughter.
If she was a man, she would say in an evil and awe inspiring tone that Yue Zitong should do something at night. She was definitely a woman.
She just said this, which proved that she had confidence and let Yue Zitong have a good experience.
Yue Zitong didn''t smoke last night. He did, but only half.
Half a cigarette, on behalf of her has been small new Helan addiction, will be earlier than last night.
Unable to resist the addiction, Yue Zitong will give up all dignity and beg Helan Xiaoxin. She would rather pay all the price she can, and she will agree.
Just, what will happen to Helan Xiaoxin?
Suddenly, Yue Zitong thought of the props found in the cabinet when she searched her room last time. Her stomach immediately ruminated violently, especially the laughter of Helan Xiaoxin, which was like an invisible devil, still echoed back and forth in the living room.
He covered his mouth with his hands and ran out of the living room barefoot. He squatted on the steps and opened his mouth. He was retching.
But nothing can spit out, only tears pour down again.
"I can''t cry. Yue Zitong, why do you always cry now? You have to be strong. You can''t let this witch see your jokes. "
Yue Zitong slowly sat on the steps, wiped his eyes hard, kept cheering himself, and forced himself to be strong, not weak in front of the evil girl.
Ding Ding Dong Dong, there is a mobile phone ringing in the living room behind.
The familiar melody is Yue Zitong''s mobile phone ringing.
She didn''t want to answer the phone.
She just wants to sit here and stare at the toes of her feet. It''s better to suddenly turn into a stone statue without suffering any more.
"No, I can''t. Yue Zitong said that you should be strong, and you can''t let the enchantress see your jokes, right? "
After taking a deep breath and spitting out heavily, Yue Zitong stood up and walked quickly into the living room.
It''s a strange call from Aoyama.
The ring broke, and the phone number was displayed on the screen. She has called her mobile phone three times.
In that case, it''s not harassment.
Looking up, He Lan Xiaoxin''s bedroom door on the second floor is still closed.
It seems that she really went to bed and said that she would no longer care about advertising.
The fourth time the mobile phone vibrates, or that strange number.
Yue Zitong hesitated, put on his shoes and walked out of the living room to the car. He answered the phone and asked, "Hello, who is this?"
No matter how humiliated she was at home by Helan Xiaoxin, she didn''t want to show the slightest difference in front of outsiders.
He is still the proud general manager Yue, and the last dignity of Yue Zitong.
"Mr. Yue, how do you do? I''m Chen Dali."
A nervous man''s voice came from his cell phone.
"Chen Dali?"
In Yue Zi Tong''s mind, immediately floated a young man with the image of a gangster.
"Yes, yes, that''s me."
"Oh, what can I do for you?"
"Mr. Yue, it''s like this. Our southern group is going to shoot a commercial film in yanziwan today -- "
on the eve of the Castle Peak Fashion Festival, South Korea''s most famous director, Han Huiqiao, South Korea''s top-ranking red star, is going to invite Han Huiqiao, the most famous director in China, to shoot the advertisement.
They have long hoped that this day will come soon, and that they can have close contact with the famous Asian stars. On the contrary, they are second. The key is that they all know how much a good advertising film can play in the sales of products.
Chen Dali, they look forward to the stars and the moon, and finally hope for the arrival of this day.Before dawn, Li NanFang''s several confidants rushed to the yanziwan shooting site, hoping that the sun would soon rise and the beautiful stars would appear soon.
The sun rose on time, but Han Huiqiao didn''t show up.
With the passage of time, Chen Dali heart bad premonition, more and more intense, grass, is not not to come?
Facts have proved that their premonition was accurate this time. When pan Hai called Helan Xiaoxin, he turned around and looked at them, shrugged and said that the shooting would be suspended. Chen Dali and others immediately scolded the female Bangzi for being dishonest.
Pan Hai is also depressed when he sees the opportunity to expand his influence.
But if he''s depressed, he can do nothing?
He Lan doesn''t play a new game.
"Director Pan, can''t you find a second rate star?"
Dong Shixiong, who is calm in character, can still bear not to ask questions. Chen Dali and Wang Defa are unwilling to stop.
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