Chapter 110 The little old man Han Qiao Thanks very much for the reward of time

The audition of "Like Rain" in mid-June, now it is May 11th, and there is still one month left, so Han Qiao naturally cannot wait in Yanjing.

Mainly, there are still scenes to be filmed in "The Smiling and Proud Wanderer".

Times Starry Sky, General Manager's Office.

Han Qiao and Xia Wen agreed to go to Wuxi on May 13 and return to Yanjing on June 12.

Hongdou endorsement is autumn clothing, and there are still two months to prepare, and the promotional magazine will be filmed in mid-June.

In addition, Han Qiao asked Xia Wen to pay attention to the male magazines and keep up with the exposure in the second half of the year.

In the afternoon, Han Qiao used a notebook to code in Xia Wen's office.

Han Qiao admired Xia Wen a little while when they got along. In the afternoon, at least ten waves of people came to sign and had three offline meetings.

Xia Wen was very serious when working, with golden thin frames of eyes that were not angry and arrogant, and his temperament was decisive.

5:30.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling window, the orange sunset spreads over the sky.

The city of Yanjing is quiet and simplicity under the sunset.

Xia Wen stretched out and his beautiful body curved.

Look at Han Qiao.

Looking at the computer seriously, my fingers were like butterflies on the keyboard, constantly flying up and down.

Xia Wen kicked off his high heels and changed into comfortable sports shoes.

Walk to Han Qiao and sit down with your legs.

On the computer screen, the black regular characters are like fish spitting bubbles, gurgling.

Xia Wen stroked his hair and couldn't help but be fascinated.

After Han Qiao finished writing the latest chapter, he felt that his back was sore and his back was sore. This code was really not done by humans, and it hurts the kidneys.

I stretched my waist, squinted my eyes comfortably, and my hands touched the amazing softness.

Han Qiao was stunned, and then he realized it and Xia Wen smiled.

When his hand touched Xia Wen's chest, Han Qiao remained silent and sat down: "Mr. Xia, are you finished?"

"Yeah, I'm done." Xia Wen nodded and looked at Han Qiao.

Han Qiao is very serious.

Xia Wen thought about it and smiled: "Han Qiao, I have changed my mind. I will take you to a place later."

After work, the woman was very wild, got into the car with a strong sense of royalty, and hooked her fingers towards Han Qiao.

Han Qiao smiled, got in the car, and consciously put on his seat belt.

Xia Wen put down his sunglasses, stepped on the accelerator, and Hummer rushed out.

Yanjing in summer is another kind of beauty. The sky is clear and deep, and the distance is foggy. The road goes forward, and there seems to be no end.

Xia Wen drove the car and looked at Han Qiao from the rearview mirror: "Han Qiao, do you know what I hate you the most?

Han Qiao was stunned and smiled bitterly: "Mr. Xia, I have not offended you."

Xia Wen snorted: "You are only eighteen years old, why do you look like an old man all day long? A man of your age is not right, you are a boy..."

A black line appeared on the head of Han Qiao.

Xia Wen's song is "Exodus", which is famous for its magnificent momentum and shocking tension.

The car drove to a bar.

At this time, the lights were on, and the sky was not completely dark, and creatures at night wandered out from all directions.

The gorgeous neon lights in the bar flash with passion, making people fascinated.

Han Qiao watched Xia Wen "deform" in the car.

Her slender white legs were paired with black long shoes, her hair was tied into a high ponytail, and her blood-red lipstick was applied to her eyes. After a while, she became a little girl.

She smiled brightly in the rearview mirror, and Xia Wen cheered: "Go and get out of the car."

At the door of the bar, Xia Wen's appearance attracted the attention of the man. The woman was wearing a pure white dress and her temperament was like a poppy flower to seduce people.

Han Qiao was helpless, he had never been there for this occasion.

Xia Wen looked at Han Qiao, smiled brightly, hugged Han Qiao's left arm, and said in a very cool tone: "Han Qiao, let's go, I'll take you with me."

Han Qiao smiled and let Xia Wen pull it.

In the bar, behind the black tunnel, deafening music came, and colorful light changed colors in the night sky.

Han Qiao sniffed, and the air was filled with the smell of hormones.

Xia Wen was familiar with the road and found a small booth: I called for an hour, and after a while, the waiter of the tuxedo came over. Seeing Xia Wen, he smiled and said, "Sister Popi hasn't been here for a long time, and he is still the same today?"

Xia Wennu Nu Nu’s mouth: “Today I have two more bottles of wine.”

The waiter looked at Xia Wen.

Xia Wen raised his eyebrows.

After the waiter left, Xia Wen sat next to Han Qiao and leaned forward to look at Han Qiao.

Han Qiao felt terrified: "Mr. Xia, you..."

"Don't call me Mr. Xia, call me Sister Popi."

"If I guess correctly, popi means popi in English."

"So what?" Xia Wen smiled and hugged Han Qiao's shoulder: "Han Qiao, are you eighteen years old?"

"If you want to change the bag," Han Qiao sat down right away.

"It's boring." Xia Wenwan was hanging on the sofa and accused him very bluntly: "Where is no such thing as you at the age of 18. You don't smoke, drink, or go to bars. Apart from acting, you just write novels. Han Qiao, you don't have a life, do you know?"

"The scariest thing is that you don't even have a woman."

Xia Wen felt heartbroken: "Qin Lan is such a beautiful girl with thin waist and long legs. She pinched a handful of tender water, but when you came back, you told me that Qin Lan was in love."

"Sometimes I really doubt what you are trying to do when you are all focused on the entertainment industry!"

Han Qiao was stunned. He had never thought about this question from his rebirth to the present.

Rebirth, everything is at a loss.

A hungry monkey was released and saw that the ground was full of fruits. Will the monkey eat it? No, he would keep picking it up, not for eating, but just afraid of being hungry.

Han Qiao is now a monkey.

He was eager to succeed.

The waiter brought the wine, Xia Wen opened a bottle of wine, held it in his arms, and looked at Han Qiao: "I really think you are quite boring. Even if you become the best actor, you are just acting one drama after another."

Han Qiao was silent.

Xia Wen drank very quickly, finished a glass of wine and opened another bottle.

Seeing Han Qiao was very silent.

Xia Wen came to Han Qiao drunk, his body was filled with alcohol, his bright lips were like red blood, and his tenderness,

Xia Wen smiled and leaned over to kiss Han Qiao on the forehead.

Cold and moist.

Han Qiao was stunned and looked at Xia Wen dumbly.

Xia Wen smiled, very satisfied with the bright lip marks on Han Qiao's forehead.

Xia Wen laughed softly: "Han Qiao, tell me honestly whether it is soft in the afternoon."

Han Qiao was a little confused: "What?"

"Don't pretend to be garlic, you touched my chest in the afternoon." Xia Wen said very rudely.

Han Qiao thought about it and nodded.

"That's right." Xia Wen straightened his waist proudly: "Girls' bodies are soft, and their lives are also soft."

“My is very soft.”

Han Qiao laughed out loud and looked at Xia Wen. It was just a bottle of wine. The girl's face looked red like Caixia, smiling foolishly, and talking nonsense.

Han Qiao walked over and straightened Xia Wen and let her lean against the sofa.

After Xia Wen got drunk, his face was sweating slightly, his hair was stuck to his delicate collarbone, and his snow-white skin was sweating.

Han Qiao opened a bottle of wine and drank in small sips.

At this time, the bottle in his hand was suddenly broken by someone, and Xia Wen lay on Han Qiao's shoulder and drank in small sips.

"Mr. Xia, you're drunk." Han Qiao smiled bitterly and moved a little away.
To be continued...