night.

A hotel.

Han Qiao finished washing up and wrapped herself in a bath towel.

In front of the mirror, Han Qiao has a well-proportioned figure and her eight-pack abs are deceiving the little girl. The young woman knows that the male dog's waist and the mantis legs are powerful.

At this time, a knock came from outside the door.

Han Qiao was wearing a bathrobe, and under the deep V bathrobe, water droplets rolled down.

As the door opened, Qin Lan's dog stood sneakily at the door, twisting the insulation box in his hand.

Seeing Han Qiao, Shuiying's eyes shone.

I reached out and touched it. It was very interesting. The willow waist flashed lightly and floated into the room, looking around carelessly.

Han Qiao took the insulation box, put it on the cabinet at the door, hugged Qin Lan, and his voice buzzed: "What are you looking at?"

Qin Lan twisted, changed into a comfortable position, and raised her lips: "See if you have any private hiding women. Alas, you are now Tang Monk's flesh, and there are female fairies everywhere. I pity me for being so ordinary."

Woman! Right and wrong.

Han Qiao said seriously: "Xiao Lan, am I that kind of person? I, Han, walks upright and sits straight. Except for you, I have never been close to women..."

Qin Lan smiled.

After several days of rest, Han Qiao is now strong in his army.

Qin Lan blushed.

Wonderful night.

"Dongdongdongdongdongdong,"

There was a knock outside the door.

Qin Lan's eyes turned cold and murderous intent, and she smiled and said, "Honey, I'm so busy at night, are I disturbing you?"

Han Qiao has a headache.

Qin Lan pushed Han Qiao away, hid quietly in the closet, and waved his fist.

Han Qiao laughed out loud.

In fact, Han Qiao still likes Qin Lan very much, maybe because Qin Lan likes him more purely, and girls who give stupidly will always make people feel very safe.

There are sunk costs in love.

Qin Lan must have paid more than Han Qiao, so he felt guilty about Qin Lan and Han Qiao.

Many book friends say that they are just gunshot machines, and pure love is too disgusting. In fact, it is really not pure love. Even a scumbag will have soft hearts.

Qin Lan is the soft part of Han Bridge.

What's more, Qin Lan's legs are long and have great reasons.

It's gone far.

Bathrobes are not suitable for guests, so Han Qiao changes her clothes.

Outside the door, Li Bingbing was wearing his hair and dressed in a refreshing manner. The little tiger on his long gown appeared vividly, and his long legs were thin and straight.

"Bingbing, is there anything wrong with it so late?"

Han Qiao was a little puzzled.

Li Bingbing is now also a well-known actress. He knocked on the door in the middle of the night. To be honest, there is, but the target is definitely not Han Qiao.

Li Bingbing looked up at the sky without makeup and asked politely: "Brother Han, I want to talk to you about the script. You are the original author and the screenwriter of this drama. I watched the role of Yu Manli. To be honest, it is not as good as Wang Manchun, I want to know the story behind this character."

Han Qiao nodded.

Li Bingbing’s request was not excessive.

After thinking about it, Qin Lan hid in the closet, and the possibility of being discovered was slim.

Rejecting Li Bingbing was too deliberate.

"You can Bingbing, come in and talk."

Li Bingbing walked with his long legs and saw the insulation box on the cabinet, with a subtle expression.

The insulation box is too feminine.

Li Bingbing coughed, stroked his hair, and chuckled softly: "Brother Han, I'm sorry, I remember that Sister Li would talk to me tonight and disturb me. We'll talk to you tomorrow."

Han Qiao thought to himself that Li Bingbing is worthy of being a human being, and his eyesight is strong...

Close the door.

Han Qiao smiled.

After taking the insulation box, I looked at it and found that the insulation box was stewed by Qin Lan. The yellow chicken soup was filled with oil flowers, and the tender green chopped green onion was floating, and the fragrance was filled with misty. I don’t know where the girl was looking for the kitchen.

Han Qiao was very moved.

Taste it.

Cover with silence.

Qin Lan hid in the closet, with a narrow space, and it was uncomfortable to bend his legs, and gritted his teeth in anger. This dog man is so hateful.

There was no sound outside and he came out of the wardrobe in anger.

Seeing Han Qiao covered the lunch box, Qin Lan felt very aggrieved, and tears rolled in her eyes.

Han Qiao hurried over, hugged Qin Lan, and stroked Qin Lan's hair...

Close the light.

……………………

In the darkness.

There was a knock outside the door.

Han Qiao screamed in the quilt.

As the lights were on, Qin Lan disheveled her hair, lowered her head and hid directly into the wardrobe without saying a word, holding her legs with both hands, staring at Han Qiao with her eyes straight.

What a big resentment.

Han Qiao touched her waist.

I want to cry without tears.

It's a sin!

Outside the door, Jiang Xin stood pretty at the door. In order to prove his innocence, the girl deliberately knocked on the door very hard. When she saw Han Qiao, she was very polite: "Brother Han, I don't understand some of the role of Wang Manchun. Director Jiang said that I asked me to ask you for advice and I will shoot it tomorrow, so..."

Jiang Xin blinked her eyes and folded her hands together, feeling pitiful.

Han Qiao had no choice but to cough: "That's it, come in."

Jiang Xin smiled playfully.

Under the light.

Jiang Xin took out his script and held the pen, and said a little depressed: "Brother Han, the character of Wang Manchun is complicated. I filmed it a few times today, but Director Jiang was not satisfied..."

Han Qiao sighed.

There is no way, this girl was chosen by herself.

Moreover, Jiang Xin is very serious and the script is full of his own insights.

"Jiang Xin, Wang Manchun has a very complicated personality. It can be said that she is a poppy flower blooming in hell, vicious, vicious, cold-blooded. Only in front of Minglou, she will have the weakness of a female..."

As he said that, Han Qiao asked, "Jiang Xin, have you ever been in a relationship?"

Jiang Xin shook her head.

"Then do you have someone you like?"

Jiang Xin nodded and shook her head again.

Han Qiao sighed.

It's hard!

Half an hour later.

Han Qiao said: "Jiang Xin, that's all for today. Go back and go to bed early. Don't be afraid. Wang Manchun is a very outstanding character in this drama. It's not difficult to act well. You have to believe in yourself."

Jiang Xin gained a lot, stood up, bowed deeply, and said gratefully: "Thank you, Brother Han, I will definitely not let your expectations down."

Han Qiao watched Jiang Xin disappear into the corridor.

Close the door.

Hurry up to the closet.

In the wardrobe.
To be continued...