Author: Baishang Prawn Rice

"cc, you won't mind?"

Nokia 7610 is the world's first million-level pixel smartphone. It has very powerful functions and supports audio video shooting.

The night is intoxicating, the wind blows through the leaves, making a rustling sound,

cc stroked the broken hair in his ear with his hands, biting his red lips with bold eyes: "How could that happen?"

"Mr. Han has such a good mood."

"I just don't know what the theme of Mr. Han's movie is?" cc said, standing up, holding a red evening dress in both hands, turning around twice, with a curved eyebrows, expressing concern: "Will this outfit be unmatched?"

mock up.

Are you still testing me?

Han Qiao looked at her eyes.

Old Zhang is beautiful.

She has a slender figure, fluffy hair, thin shoulders, and a very thin waist. She has a small piece of lotus root, green white calves and crystal-colored high heels.

He lifted his hair back with his hands, his jade neck was slender, as seductive as a fairy.

But his expression was cold, his eyes were pure, and he looked like a jade girl. Han Qiao smiled with a smile on his lips: "Well, how could he not be a good match?"

"My movie is a police and gangster movie called Chicken War."

After an empty promise, Han Qiao came: "I am going to work with General Xiang in this movie, and the director invited Liu Huaqiang from Shaw Brothers."

Said.

Han Qiao held Nokia and commanded naturally: "cc, come here, um, straighten your hands, legs forward, and toes."

cc is very obedient and looks good.

This is normal, the tight evening dress is tight.

"Very good." Han Qiao said with a smile: "The teeth are nibbling on the lips, and their eyes are a little colder."

cc puts his hands on his hips and bites his lips lightly, which is so tempting.

Frozen for a few seconds.

He looked at Han Qiao and asked intently: "Brother Liu's police and gangster film is very good. Who is Mr. Han going to invite to play this movie?"

To this end.

cc is clear, Han Qiao is quite fun to play, thinking of Xie Wuque: "Han Qiao is just taking photos, nothing, his career cannot go wrong."

Bite your lip and make a decision.

He straightened his hands and placed them on the glass, and his whole body bent like shrimps.

cc eyelashes flash, head empty, eyes lose focus.

Outside.

Xiangjiang is full of lights and wine, fireworks are eroded, Taiping Mountain is steep, and the entire night view is full of view.

"Actors, Liang Jiahui, Aaron Kwok-sung, Liu Furong, Qian Jiale..."

Almost tuned.

Han Qiao looked at it, his eyes lit up. He touched the lighter, lit the cigarette, stabbed him twice, and sent it to CC: "The lineup is almost like this, it looks very good."

Cigarette burns.

The cigarette butt was moist, and Han Qiao's saliva was pursed. The red lips pursed, and his eyes paused. Then, his head was lowered and his red lips bited the cigarette.

Han Qiao's fingers were itchy.

This is the right tune!

Nokia pixels are very poor, but as beautiful as this, what other camera is needed?

Han Qiao squatted on one knee.

In the camera, the cc's eyes were charming, his hands were holding the glass, his waist was pressing down, his evening dress was very tight, and in a tight state, he was shaking, his slender legs were gathered together, his rose-red lips were burning, and the cigarette was burning.

Frozen.

cc adjusted her appearance. This time, she held the hem of the skirt in one hand, her slender legs, her toes lit up on the ground, and after smoking, her throat was a little hoarse, and she asked with a smile: "Mr. Han had such great ambitions when he first came to Xiangjiang."

"What role can I play?"

"Police Flower."

Almost done.

When the atmosphere was coming, Han Qiao walked up and put his hands on CC's arm, posing.

The old-school artist has a serious face: "This character is called Liang Ziwei, and she is the head of the Public Relations Department."

Withdraw as soon as you touch it.

cc's eyes were charming and watery, she sat on the chair, her legs opened, her head leaned back, and her slender jade neck was tight.

"In the play, she was kidnapped." Han Qiao frowned and said seriously: "cc, you are a hostage now, the criminals are holding him hostage, they are extremely vicious."

"Is this OK?"

cc arms are facing backwards, hair is messy, eyes are out of focus, and weak.

"The legs are wrong."

Han Qiao said, hooking his hands on cc’s calf and setting it in place.

Take a look.

Lift the water from the glass and pour it on cc's face.

The warm water rolled down her cheeks, and cc's eyes were stunned. Then, he bit his red lips lightly, his head turned back, and his eyes were out of focus: "...I won't let something happen to you."

"cc, that's right." Han Qiao smiled with a smile on his lips: "It's very good."

The test is almost done.

Nokia pretended to pat it a few times, Han Qiao walked over and squatted on his legs: "cc, take a look, are you still satisfied?"

The pixels of the photo are not high.

but.

In a few photos, you can see the face of CC clearly, and the appearance is not very large.

After all, it was a private photo. CC stroked her ears and smiled red lips: "I hope Mr. Han won't show these photos to others."

"Um."

“Where is this one?”

CC's hair gently stroked, Han Qiao's face was itchy, and there was a pleasant smell of perfume.

cc legs are put together, hands on your knees, eyelashes are suffocating, and red lips are pursed: "It looks great. I haven't tried this before. Mr. Han, your photography skills are really good."

“Is photography technology only?”

The man's voice was clear and moist, cc tilted his head, Han Qiao's cheek was so close that she stroked her hair and looked straight: "Mr. Han, what else is there?"

"What do you think?"

The night is intoxicating.

The leaves rustled, the small restaurant in the forest, and the stars in the sky were twinkling.

The biggest selling point of this restaurant is to get out of the city and return to the jungle.

……………………

The rising sun is rising.

Xiangjiang woke up from the night, and in the early morning of the city, the whistle of the ship came.

Yang Tianzhen kicked the pebbles.

Beautiful scenery.

But she was a little impatient, and looked back frequently, muttering: "Why has Brother Han been so long!"

It's been more than an hour.

"Innocent."

Han Qiao pushed open the door, subconsciously blocked the sunlight with his hands, dizzy in his brain, and a breeze came out.

He staggered, light and paused for a few seconds, shouting: "Come here."

"Brother Han..."

"Help her." Han Qiao's eyes signaled.

"Ah!" Yang Tianzhen's eyes widened and looked inside, and cc took off his evening dress.
To be continued...