Nan Qiao will always be like this, serious. Lin Chuji has used all his skills, but she keeps silent.

However, Lin Chuji knew that he had tried more times. Although Nan Qiao did not speak, his underwear was still quite honest.

Who is so happy that she doesn't even sound, which makes her doubt her skills from time to time, and she works harder and can't even grasp the chopsticks when she finishes her work.

Thinking of the day when Nan Qiao was photographed, Lin Chuji suddenly became even more excited.

I came on the sofa once and went to the bedroom to play some tricks.

Nan Qiao felt comfortable, Lin Chuji had not solved it yet. She hugged Nan Qiao, reached her hand under her, and kissed Nan Qiao's neck.

Yes, Nan Qiao, this weird guy, disdained to attack her. After asking her why, she said coldly that there was no reason and that she could come up by herself if she wanted to.

OK, it’s expensive, someone’s fingers have been insured.

Lin Chuji was busy, and Nan Qiao's face was a little red.

Lin Chuji's voice sounded nice, the kind of voice between a girl and a royal sister.

Her skin became hot.

If we look at theoretical knowledge, Nan Qiao is definitely at the level of the God of Cars.

If you need to use it for acting, or if you want to "study" yourself, you will become a master if you are not careful.

As for practice... she doesn't remember how many years it has not passed, but it was still a long time ago.

Many things are engraved in memory, and I am afraid that I will not be able to let go of them in my lifetime.

But by chance, when she encountered something like Lin Chuji, she just needed to lie lazily and enjoy it. Even if she didn't move, Lin Chuji could still be so excited for two hours.

Having a kind of ability is called self-satisfaction.

Lin Chuji turned over and kissed Nan Qiao's chin, panting.

Then he reached out and pulled out the tissue and handed it to Nan Qiao.

She wanted to serve Nan Qiao and help her wipe it, but Nan Qiao refused to let her go.

There are many quirks. Lin Chuji doesn't know how he tolerated it, and he doesn't know why he doesn't feel that it's too unbearable.

Lin Chuji cleaned himself up, then turned to look at Nan Qiao.

Nan Qiao seemed quite tired, with her jade-like wrist resting on her forehead, lazily not moving.

Lin Chuji was so worried that he leaned against her pillow, put his arms around her slender waist, and whispered in her ear: "I'll help you wipe it, huh?"

As he said that, he blew a breath into Nan Qiao's ear.

"No." Nan Qiao took away her irregular hand, turned over and got out of bed, and went directly to take a shower.

"Tsk." Lin Chuji fell back to the bed in frustration.

Half an hour later, Nan Qiao had already changed her clothes, sat upright in the living room, sipping coffee, and returned to her daily cold appearance.

Isn’t it just an instant coffee, and you can also drink this 13-flavored flavor.

Lin Chuji was wearing his long hair randomly, and he didn't dry it after taking a shower. He had a vest and shorts, and he sat opposite Nan Qiao to tease the dog. He kissed him, touched him, and raised him high, and there was no time to be quiet.

"Tell you the serious business." Nan Qiao sent a few messages and spoke hard.

"Oh, say it." Lin Chuji didn't look up.

Nan Qiao said: "I am going to film a new scene recently, and there is a lack of a supporting actress," she said, looking at Lin Chuji who was still rubbing the dog, frowned, "There are not many scenes, but there is a passionate and passionate scene, and many female stars don't want to act."

Lin Chuji finally let go of his legs, spread his back on the sofa, and said innocently: "So what?"

"So," Nan Qiao's eyes drooped, his voice was unemotional, "ask you if you want to act."

Lin Chuji was stunned for a moment. Nan Qiao's hair covered half of her face, and Lin Chuji didn't know what her expression was now.

Nan Qiao? This old fox is helping her find resources? So kind?

Nan Qiao's plays are definitely a big production, and judging by the current review system, the passionate and passionate dramas will not be exposed at all. Will anyone want such an opportunity?

The complex emotions circulated in my mind for a few times. Lin Chuji nodded and said with a thick skin: "I'll consider it."

Nan Qiao got up and took her sunglasses, nodded coldly: "Okay, hurry up and decide and tell me as soon as possible."

Then he took out a mask, put it on and left.

Lin Chuji was stunned for a while, walked to the window and opened the curtains, and looked at her tall figure getting into the car. She was in a bit complicated.

"Come on, why not?" Li Yu was waiting for Nan Qiao to send her olive branch.

"But..." Lin Chuji twisted his fingers, and his delicate little eyebrows frowned into a horoscope, "Isn't this going through the back door? I'm not kept by her..."

Li Yu slapped the table with a "slap", wishing that this was Lin Chuji's head, and said with a deep regret: "What can I do if I just keep it? Do you know how many people want to be kept by her? Can I line up from Tiananmen Square in Beijing to the White House in the United States!"

Lin Chuji:...

Sister Yu started running the train when she was excited. Lin Chuji's little eyebrows were still frowning. To be honest, she really didn't want to owe Nan Qiao any kind of affection.

Facts have proved that the relationship between people is better to be purer. The purer the more it is, the longer it is.

She and Nan Qiao are good enough to be P friends like this.

But now, her little bit of trouble is still on the last hot search list and she has not been able to continue. She is like a prostitute who can't sell it. She is so idle all day long that she is about to fall from the 19th line to the 29th line and compete with the female nth line for lunch.

I can’t eat dog food even if my legs are hairy. It’s so miserable, I followed such a master.

Lin Chuji's beautiful life on the 19th line was completely disrupted by those photos.

When Nan Qiao returned home, assistant Cheng Yiyi rushed to bring the Bitan Piaoxue Tea.

Nan Qiao leaned on the sofa, held the tea bowl with her slender hands, and gently lifted the cover of the bowl to taste the fragrance of tea. She loved drinking tea and didn't like drinking coffee, but Lin Chuji had the same instant coffee as instant coffee.

Why didn't she be so rough?

The script of "Assassin" was lying quietly on the table. It was clearly because it had been read many times, and the cover was covered with rough edges. Nan Qiao took a sip of tea and picked up the script to ask Cheng Yiyi: "Did Director Fu call me?"

As soon as she went out to find Lin Chuji, she only took her private cell phone. Although Fu Xiaonian had a lot of personal relationships with her, she had to be clear about public and private affairs when talking about work.

Cheng Yiyi quickly handed her the phone: "I've called it. As soon as you left, Director Fu called you over. He told you to give him the recommended list of actors."

In fact, this time, Nan Qiao was not partial to Lin Chuji. This role is the heroine's maid, and most of the time it is a human background. The most eye-catching thing is the scene of "Journey to Gou" with the supporting actor. Many actresses do not want to act because of this.

The script was written by Fu Xiaonian himself. It is quite bold and literary.

Nan Qiao drank two cups of tea, but his phone didn't ring for a long time.

Nan Qiao's face suddenly sank and he pressed the fine porcelain teacup on the tray. Cheng Yiyi quickly helped her to refill the tea, then lowered her eyebrows and shrank beside her. She was always afraid of Nan Qiao, and always felt that Nan Qiao would always be unhappy, as if she was about to jump up and scold her in the next second.

But in fact, it has been half a year since she and Nan Qiao, and Nan Qiao has never said a harsh word to her.

But it's just fear.

Fortunately, Nan Qiao's cell phone rang at this time. Nan Qiao was not in a hurry to answer, and glanced at the phone calmly with a slightly raised eyes, and then slowly pressed the answer button.

She drank tea and turned on the loudspeaker on her phone.

"Hey? Teacher Nan, I'm Li Yu..." It seemed that someone stole the phone from the other end. Lin Chuji's angrily voice came over: "Give me... I'll tell her..."

There was a noisy there for a while, and Li Yu kept shouting at her phone from afar: "Teacher Nan, Xiaochu said she dreamed of acting with you..."

Nan Qiao lowered his head and sipped the tea, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Cheng Yiyi glared: Well? My boss, was smiling?

Lin Chuji finally snatched the phone. She relied on her height advantage and held Li Yu who was jumping up and down with one hand, holding the phone in the other, a little breathing: "...Don't listen to Sister Yu, I didn't..."

"Don't you want to act with me?" Nan Qiao Bingliang asked directly again.

"Ah? No, no..." Lin Chuji quickly denied and asked for a supplement, "Absolutely no, I just think that such a small character is not worthy of the film queen of Nanda to help me..."

Li Yu wanted to kill her on the plate of cold tofu with half left on the coffee table. Does Lin Chuji not speak or can’t speak?

"You're thinking too beautifully," Nan Qiao's voice was full of sarcasm, "I don't have the energy to help you find a relationship. The director asked me to help him find some suitable people."

Lin Chuji was a little confused. She scratched her sweaty forehead: "Then, how many people have you found?"

Nan Qiao said: "There are a few people who are going to audition. You don't think you can just come here and act, right?"

"No," Lin Chuji denied, glanced at Li Yu, and she was grinning to signal to herself.

"So, I'm helping you?" Lin Chuji's eyes turned, his voice was sweet and he said shamelessly.

Nan Qiao's mouth twitched. She hadn't had a show in the past few days, so was she excited because of this?

"Whatever you think. Wait for the audition notification." She said and wanted to hang up the phone.

"Wait a minute..." Lin Chuji shouted sweetly, his voice stuck to the microphone, as if it was on Nan Qiao's earlobe, "Are you just leaving, I miss me, I miss me..."

Nan Qiao's face was as usual, and her red lips were elegantly spitting out a word: "Get out."

Lin Chuji hung up the phone and frowned his eyebrows again. He hugged his leg hair. His leg hair has been hungry and lost weight these days, and he can touch his ribs. Lin Chuji looked at himself in the mirror again, and his face seemed to be sharp and he looked pitiful.

Sure enough, people are iron and food is steel. If you don’t hold your thighs, you will feel panic.
Chapter completed!