Chapter 34: Aspirin 14

There is no spotlight on the temporary site. In the room with the dark black curtain, the white light was brutally hit on the person's face, and every cockroach on the face was enlarged.
Ye Qiao is like a pure daffodil, with a sad face and a calm tone. He can't pick a trace of mistakes and slowly recite the last sentence of the line. It was a very confession of confession, with the words in the scripture of "The Innocent City". Ye Qiao has a rare line of modern actors, even if there is no need for post-dubbing, biting words and emotions are in place, and people will be in the ancient mysterious charm of "The Innocent City".
At the end of the story, Ye Qiao gnashed his teeth in his heart for a while.
The role she tried was Lin Xuan, an orphan girl who had experienced a rough time since she was a child. She became an assassin when she was an adult, and she has a rich inner drama. However, the script excerpts she got were all paragraphs of love and love.
This is not related to the person sitting under the field.
Zhou Yan deeped his thumb and picked it up. The golden lighter ignited a cluster of flames. In the depths of his deep scorpion, he lit orange-red light. The voice of Ye Qiao in the ear is quiet and quiet, and the applause of Wang Qingming’s applause is heard:
Lai’s love will be well-deserved.
Ye Qiaoqian said that the prize was won, and Yu Guangli flashed the flames of Zhou’s deep hands, his smile was slightly stiff, Zhou Wei was deep but low. Smile low. Wang Qingming is the old river and lake, and the two people’s eyebrows are in their hearts, and they are
where
.
Before Ye Qiao walked out of the room, the middle-aged man who was eager to laugh at the whispered conversation with the person, compared her and her heart and length, and asked Zhou Weishen: "How is Mr. Zhou?"
Zhou Weishen’s finger dialed Ye Qiao’s number, and he was absent-minded:
Wang’s guide is determined.
The interface that cannot be connected is popped up on the screen.
It has been two days, and Zhou Yushen has some doubts that she dragged him into the blacklist of the address book.
Xu Yinxi, who had waited for a long time, came in very quickly. She was dissatisfied with Ye Qiao's attempt to complete the audition first. The eyes in front of the entrance still had grievances and sinister poisons. However, when she stood up on the court, she was already smiling. Zhou Yanshen captured the subtle look on her face and smiled. She did not wait until Xu Yinxi started. He found an excuse to greet the director and the film company leader.
From the arrival to the departure, in just 20 minutes, it seems to be a special trip to hold Ye Qiao's field. There are about a few in Wang Qingming’s heart, and I exchange my eyes with the partners. I have seen actresses who have invested in the group, and I have seen investors who have spent a lot of money, but I have never seen anyone who has done this.
In the hallway, Ye Qiao looked out from the window, and the opposite side of the commercial building celebrated the zenary of the Mid-Autumn Festival. The electronic screen scrolled with a variety of exquisite mooncake gift boxes. She looked up at her watch and it turned out to be Mid-Autumn Festival today.
At this time in the past, he will send a message to her to remind her to go back to her grandmother's house for dinner. Today, without a mobile phone, people in modern society have no communication tools, as if they can disappear from the hustle and bustle of the sea, and the world is quiet.
It's a pity that the sky is cloudy, maybe it will rain soon, and I can't see the best moonlight this year.
Ye Qiao bowed into the restroom and found that her bag was gone.
There were a few strange makeup artists and actors in the room, and Xu Yinxi’s assistant sat in the position she had put. Ye Qiao asked her, "Have you seen my bag?", the other person was surprised to come and said, "I didn't see it. You look for it, is there not in this room?"
Ye Qiao has no words, or Zhao Mo came out from the crowd to help her find a long time, saying: "You have just been to the bathroom, will you forget there?"
She thought for half a second and turned to go out.
A glass bottle was placed on the glass table in the bathroom, and some of them fell to the ground. Ye Qiao's white bag opened his mouth, soft and soft in the corner, and the original things were all poured out. Ye Qiao threw all the scattered lipstick, moisturizer, foundation and pen into the waste paper basket, and then counted the documents and cards in the wallet. She pulled out all the pockets and threw the wallet into the trash.
After doing this, Ye Qiao looked at her bag, and the black lining was empty, with only one envelope.
She walked out of the bathroom and broke the seal on her hand.
It was a stack of photos. Ye Qiao’s high heels stepped on the bright ground, and the photos on her hands changed. She and Zhou’s photos in the airport garage, photos flying at high speed, and photos of the community. ... Each angle is chosen to the extreme, she can almost match them with the title of the gossip.
Who will deliberately take these photos? Xu Yinxi?
Halfway through a corridor, the photos were finished, and Ye Qiao fed them into the trash can.
With a bang, the hard card sinks to the end. Ye Qiao looked up and saw the actor of the photo.
Ye Qiao has a moment of sorrow. Originally thought that he appeared in the audition scene, at least will sit in the end to sit at the end, I did not expect this person to even face the surface is not willing to do all.
Zhou Wei squinted at the trash can: "What did you throw?"
"Nothing." She stepped forward.
Zhou Wei deep blocked her way: "Why don't you answer the phone?"
Ye Qiao stood still: "The phone is lost."
Zhou Yanshen’s expression was relieved:
Is it stolen?

She smiled and said: "Throw it."
He frowned again: "Why throw?"
Ye Qiao blocked him with one hand and raised his eyebrows forward: "It is not because of you anyway."
Although the tone is not good, the answer is good. It’s hard to listen to Zhou’s deep feelings. It seems that I’m thinking that Ye Qiaogao’s dissatisfaction is because of him. Even if you have to throw a mobile phone, you should be because of him, you can't have someone else. Zhou Yanshen followed her into the elevator and pressed the floor of the underground garage. Ye Qiao glanced at him and pressed "1l".
Zhou Wei deep eyebrows fretting: "Is it so unbelievable?"
Ye Qiao put his hands in his pockets and confronted him with great interest: "Mid-Autumn Festival, does Mr. Zhou have no family to accompany?"
Zhou Yanshen said without hesitation: "No." He laughed at her again. "There is a moon to chase."
Ye Qiao couldn't hold it, sneered, and the tone changed: "It's a pity that I have a family to accompany."
This reason is too full, Zhou Yan deep frowning: "Who is with?" He remembers that Ye Qiao's relationship with his family is not good.
Ye Qiao couldn't help but chuckle: "Grandma." Originally still hesitating, saying that she was going to go back to stay overnight.
The elevator arrived at the ground floor, and Ye Qiao just stepped out of one foot and was suddenly caught by the waist and hugged back. There were several people waiting for the elevator outside the door. In the eyes of their stunned eyes, Zhou Yan was firmly holding Ye Qiao on his body. There was only one cleaning aunt who did not know the truth, pushing a waterwheel, still entering the elevator, and facing them. The space became narrow. Ye Qiao struggled to prevent the windbreaker from getting sewage. The degree of struggle was very limited. He said: "You are hijacking."
Zhou Yishen praised this as a tribute, and the underground garage arrived very quickly. He took the man out in the eyes of Auntie’s suspicious eyes. He turned back and said: "Let her be awkward." Ye Qiao heard the sound, let Zhou Weishen help her buckle the seat belt. The gloomy eyes stared at him.
When the elevator door was closed again, Zhou Wei deeped the car key and looked at the faint Ye Qiao with a good intention: "Hidden is it... How many bad things have I done to you, huh? You give count?"
His tone of voice was low, and a "hmm?" word that whispered in the nasal voice made her think about it, and wanted to sew it. Unexpectedly, Zhou Wei’s deep skin thickness increased, and she came up to kiss her. Ye Qiao wanted to hide. His tongue quickly sipped on her lips and sadly said:
What do you hide, what about this?

Ye Qiao snorted, not angry and laughing: "What about that, have you the ability to do me here?"
Without waiting for his reaction, she pulled her tie down and relaxed his tie. Zhou Weishen’s look was grim, warning her name, but it was the two shirt buttons that were killed in succession.
He buckled her wrist in time when she solved the third.
Ye Qiao's hands were tied, and the sly smiles. The fingers that slipped through the net were pinched on his slightly hot clavicle, and they calmly compared: "Slim, this is a curse."
The thirst in the throat made his muscles tense and tense, and Zhou Hao deeply held her hand in her hand. When she could not advance or retreat, Xu Yinyi and his party were coming out of the elevator. Zhou Yan deep eyes like a blade, can only move her hand and step on the gas pedal. Ye Qiao saw that he was holding the steering wheel with one hand and his face was out of the garage. The wonderful expression made her almost forget that her hand was still under his control and she could not know how to laugh.
Her laughter was not in the wind of the gallop, and her hands earned two symbolically: "Quickly let go, pinching me."
Zhou Yu was deeply consciously loose, and his heart was unwilling to gather. Ye Qiao’s wrist was pinched out with a red stamp. He didn’t have the air:
Do you not abuse people?

Someone who was fired chuckled: "Who abuses?"
She didn't plan to make sense. She turned her face and shouted: "It hurts."
Zhou Yishen stopped his brakes in front of the red light and raised her arms with both hands. It was really red with a trace of anger. "I don't have to do this without it." He didn't make a bad car accident. Be careful with your heart and mind.
Ye Qiao heard the grievances in his harsh tone, and said: "Whatever is done with the lower body animals."
"What have you done, huh? You try to find an upper body animal? I am not disabled."
The depressed tone led Ye Qiao to laugh.
Zhou Yanshen couldn't listen to her fear of the world's unspoken laughter, licking her arm, and easily pulling her to the front and looking into her eyes. Ye Qiao was only slightly serious, and the light was flashing slightly.
The gaze was like a real object, and the silk was hooked into the heart. Zhou Wei deepened his heart and trembled, and involuntarily covered her soft lips. His movements were soft and there was no invasiveness. Ye Qiao was not hiding in the confusion, and was trapped in the gentleness of the surrounding acupoints. Zhou Wei was deeply afraid of her resistance, and even the force that penetrated her teeth was soft and careful, with her tongue tipping slowly.
After a long kiss, I didn't know what he thought of. It turned violent, and the force of the kiss became more and more fierce. The suffocation of oxygen deficiency lingered in the depths of her blood, and the familiar fear haunted her heart. Ye Qiao's throat was broken and syllabary, like reprimand and pleading, and his body was firmly shuddered by his arms, and he grabbed his shoulders in a panic. Zhou Weishen seems to have lost his mind. Even if his nails are deeply embedded in the flesh, he is not moved. He tightly puts her on the back of the chair and seeks the wind and the rain. Ye Qiao struggled for a long time in the predicament of suffocation, and the eyes were covered with a mist, until the car was pushed by the horn, he finally let go.
Zhou Wei was suddenly stunned and yin, watching Ye Qiao, who was in a disorganized mood, dumbly said: "You know what was on the boat that day, what do I feel?"
Ye Qiao’s face was red and heavier, and he said:
What?

He turned back and turned to the car: "When you entered the house that day, I was there."
Zhou Yanshen said very calmly, and started to re-start the traffic, the speed of the car was steady, as if there had never been a storm.
Ye Qiao paused for a long time before mixing and breathing, recalling that she entered the room of Wen Shaoqian. In order to tease the man, she began to warmly cater to the jewels and buttons scattered around. The sound insulation on the ship is very poor, listening to the ears of people outside the door, the sound is no different from a fierce . At that time, was there?
She pulled out from a short mistake and thought it might have been the case. Otherwise, how could he see her at first sight, her face was as gloomy as she was, and she asked her if she was "out of the box".
All the way to silence, Zhou Yishen asked her address intermittently, Ye Qiao answered. She is more horizontal than anyone else, but she also knows that she is a pity, and the right timing makes him unable to face his face.
The clouds that accumulate in the sky finally fell, and all the way to the rain, drove into the old-fashioned villa area of ​​Ye Qiao's grandmother's house.
The author has something to say: sweetness 10% → 50% → 100% → 200% → 1000% emission =. =
By the way, after being vomited, my name is very similar to the middle school student essay competition (a bit old blood)! The author has painstaking thoughts and wants to change the title to "Starlight has nothing to do". Do you think that ... is a strong sense of violation?