Chapter 390 Plant a seed in autumn

Author: Baishang Prawn Rice

Chapter 390 Plant a seed in autumn

In Hengdian in September, the weather is stuffy and the sunset is half set, reflecting the sunset like fire.

Han Qiao was carrying a large plastic bag of dishes, his face was subtle and he felt quite emotional.

The encounters in life are so wonderful.

No matter how he thought he would carry the vegetables, go to the house where he and Liu Mei lived, and cook for Liu Mei's aunt Liu Xiaoli.

You also have to sleep on Liu Mei's bed and complete part of the plan.

Han Gou despises himself in his heart, a beast!

Then.

Knocking on the door, he was fucking, and called: "Sister, open the door, I know you're inside."

He was not afraid of others hearing this. He was rich and willful, and now this building belongs to him.

After a moment, the door opened, Liu Xiaoli's hair was wet, her hands were facing back, and the towel wrapped around her hair. In this position, her neck was slender, her collarbone was clear, her brows were frowning, and her eyes were doubtful: "Han Qiao, why did she come so late?"

"It's too late to finish the show." Han Qiao raised his hands to signal the dishes, and naturally said, "Sister, you will finish the film in a few days. I'm very busy these days, so I probably don't have time to prepare for the finishing banquet for me."

Han Qiao looked grateful and said sincerely: "Sister, you have helped me a lot this time. If you don't have Chu Wu as professional as me, this movie would be difficult."

He paused and smiled, "Sister has helped me so much, so of course I have to reward me."

"I haven't played in the show yet, so why did I say the final banquet?"

Liu Xiaoli pressed her hands on the door, her eyes alert.

She was afraid that Han Qiao would be in trouble. She originally lived with Li Bingbing in this house.

but.

Li Bingbing has not come back today, but Han Qiao has come. This bad embryo must have no good intentions.

I was afraid that Han Qiao would be in trouble, and his face was cold, and his attitude was on duty: "Han Qiao, let's talk about the dance tomorrow."

"I'm so late today, I'm a little tired."

One of them was outside the door and the other was inside the door.

Clearly divided.

Liu Xiaoli won’t give in to any inch of land.

At the entrance of the corridor, Li Bingbing came up with a plastic bag: "Director Han, Teacher Liu..."

"Sister Bingbing." Han Qiao asked, "Why has it been so long?"

"I bought some fruit."

Li Bingbing and Han Qiao came back together. She looked inside the house with her eyes and asked curiously: "Director Han, why are you standing at the door?"

"Bingbing..." Liu Xiaoli interrupted, and her eyes signaled to Han Qiao: "Xiaoqiao just came, come in quickly."

Han Qiao shrugged.

The two-bedroom apartment is still the same. When Han Qiao enters the door, he changes into slippers, and Li Bingbing lives in his bedroom.

She has a generous personality and comes out holding her clothes. Han Qiao is busy in the kitchen.

The handsome young man, with a tall figure and outstanding temperament, was wearing a fancy apron, and the family man joked: "I guess fans would never have imagined that Han Qiao would have such a side."

"Just say it's handsome or not." Han Qiao's kitchen knife was playing with the knife flower, and Deng Deng, and the potatoes were sliced ​​thinly on the cutting board, and he said stinky fart: "Sister Bingbing, marry a Sichuan and Chongqing man and be a perfect woman."

Li Bingbing was not willing to be outdone and joked: "I dare to marry, do you dare to marry?"

"I dare not." Han Qiao played the kitchen knife well, cut the green pepper into shreds, shrugged her shoulders, glanced at her eyes, and sighed: "Sister Bingbing, you are too bored."

Li Bingbing followed Han Qiao's sight and looked down, preparing to wash. The white cotton vest was loose, she smiled and spoke boldly: "I can't get hungry, how much money can I save for milk powder."

Who is Hanqiao?

Li Bingbing knew very well. He was just a verbal thing. If he really wanted to attack, he would be timid.

"Bingbing, I'm ready."

The two-bedroom apartment is very small.

The living room and the bathroom were just the same door. The two of them chatted and the bathroom listened clearly.

Dog man and woman.

Liu Xiaoli felt a little uncomfortable, her face remained calm, her red lips chuckled, and she said apologetically: "Bingbing, it's a little long, so it won't delay you."

"Sister Liu, you are so polite." Liu Xiaoli is Sister Han Qiao. In the crew, Han Qiao respects her very much.

Li Bingbing was very polite and asked casually: "Sister Liu, the weather is so hot now, why are you still wearing so much?"

"Uh..." Liu Xiaoli's body stiffened, and she didn't dare to be careless. The old-fashioned white shirt and black trousers were almost wrapped in a cotton jacket.

Li Bingbing said nothing, and she felt guilty and sweated coldly, afraid that Li Bingbing would discover her relationship with Han Qiao, so she calmly said: "I don't forget to change my clothes. After hearing what you said, it's really a bit hot. I'll change my clothes first."

Li Bingbing had no doubts.

Liu Xiaoli felt relieved, ignored Han Qiao, closed the door and searched for clothes.

After searching for a long time, I chose a floral dress.

He untied his clothes, his shirt fell back, and in the floor-to-ceiling mirror, his figure was graceful, his lower abdomen was flat, without a trace of wrinkles.

He held a floral dress in both hands. The dress was light and transparent. He was about to put it on, but his body suddenly paused.

This dress is so convenient.

convenient?

Liu Xiaoli sat on the bed, her thoughts broke out, and her thoughts emerged like beasts in the wilderness, uncontrollably.

Sweat all over.

The sunset outside the window was setting, and it hit her smooth back, with a faint golden layer.

……………………

"Sister, are you out for dinner?"

Han Qiao looked at the table full of dishes and felt very accomplished. He greeted Li Bingbing to sit down and ring the bedroom: "By the way, the dance."

There is no sound in the bedroom.

Han Qiao was about to continue shouting, and the door opened. Liu Xiaoli's face turned cold, her eyebrows were frowning, and she was very angry: "I didn't hear it, I heard it."

Han Qiao's eyes lit up.

Liu Xiaoli was in a floral dress. She was tall, with two thin straps on the dress, hooked her arms, a flat neckline, and bulging. The dress was on the knees, and the slender calves were like white lotus roots.

The pretty face is cold.

Seeing that Han Qiao looked in a bad manner, his eyes widened and he whispered: "Be honest with me."

Depend on.

Han Qiao is so happy that I have nothing to do, I’m honest.

Lightly: "It's time to eat."

Turn around and ignore Liu Xiaoli.

He saw that, no matter how old a woman is, she will never admit defeat.

If you don't admit defeat, it's easy to do.

The three of them sat down, Li Bingbing held the shredded pork with chopsticks, tasted it, and said with satisfaction: "Brother Han, your skills are really good."

Li Bingbing is not flattering, it is really good, the shredded meat is very tender.

"Sister Bingbing likes to eat green pepper shredded pork?" Han Qiao grabbed Mapo tofu with chopsticks, ignored Liu Xiaoli and licked Li Bingbing excitedly: "Sister Bingbing, Mapo tofu is also good. Our hometown says that girls eat more Mapo tofu, which is good for their skin."

“Try this…”

"It's true or false, and it has this effect."

"What a pity." Han Qiao pretended to be regretful: "Sister Bingbing's skin is too good, and the effect of Mapo tofu cannot be immediately effective."

"Liu Xiaoli, do you try it?" Han Qiao naturally scrambled Mapo tofu and said calmly: "Try it."

The atmosphere of the dinner was staggering.

Li Bingbing's eyes were puzzled.

Han Qiao and Liu Xiaoli have a bad relationship, what's wrong?

"No need." Liu Xiaoli's face was as usual, her legs trembled. Han Qiao deliberately humiliated her and wanted her to be embarrassed.

"Oh." Han Qiao shrugged, holding the boiled meat slices and said gently: "Sister Bingbing, try this, boiled meat slices can also beautify it."

"Okay." Li Bingbing was confused. The meat slices were covered with hot red oil. After tasting them, he shouted: "It's too spicy, too spicy..."
To be continued...