Chapter 8

When Shaby saw something in Xiaohuo's words, she thought of Director Qian's madness at night, and still tangled around her until the morning, and couldn't help but blush: Xiaohuo, do you ask Director Qian if he is tired? Why are you looking at me?Look at you, you sweat so much that you are so tired that you are more distressed than not being tired.

Xiaohuo saw a blush on Shabi's face. He knew there was a ghost and couldn't help but spit out lightly. Director Qian felt sorry for who he was, but I was afraid that the one here knew better than me.All day long, just like a mobile phone, don't be on Director Qian's waist, and you can't bear to leave it for a minute, for fear that you will still have to hang it on the wall when you go to the toilet.

Shabi was a little unhappy when she was snatched by Xiaohuo. Her cheeks were hot just now, but now they turned a little white, red and white. She immediately made her big face into a palette, which had a unique charm. However, now Director Qian has focused his main energy on Xiaohuo and has no time to appreciate the national fragrance on Shabi's face.

Shabi was not willing to give up, and squinted his eyes and looked at Xiaohuo. Is it tired? It is obvious that the big bed is about to shake off. I have never seen this skill without being tired.

Xiaohuo was furious when he heard Shabi pointing her directly at the filming.

In this industry, actresses are very jealous. You are having a good relationship with others, but You are the same as the enemy of You, and I don’t know what evil they have done in their previous lives.

Xiao was so angry that his face became redder. It was just a physiological flush, but now it was an emotionally excited blush. Suddenly, she looked at Director Qian with a grievance: Director Qian, look at Shabi...

Under Qian Shengchan, if the actresses are not allowed to meet, there will definitely be no good meeting. But today Shabi was really annoyed to stay at home, so she came to the set with him. Unexpectedly, when she met, she would be ridiculed and sarcastic.

Director Qian has his own skill to calm down the situation. He turned his head and said to Shabi: Shabi Ah, can you close your little mouth for a while? Xiaohuo just finished filming, how can you not be tired?Little Guai Guai, take a break in the afternoon and have a good rest.

As he said that, Director Qian put his hand on Xiaohuo's shoulder and pinched Xiaohuo's shoulder through the blanket.

Xiaohuo was angry, and Director Qian didn't feel anything about her touching and pinching. Shabi was angry, but when she thought that Director Qian still liked him, she was too lazy to talk back.

Xiaohuo stood up, the short blanket could not cover his naked butt.

Her butt is not the plump type that Qian Shengchan likes, but the ancients said that if you eat too many delicacies, you will get tired of it. She tasted the thick taste of Shabi all night. Seeing Xiaohuo's figure, she suddenly felt a fresh feeling of breeze.

Seeing this, Qian Shengchan couldn't control his hands. Xiaohuo happened to stand beside him. That butt was within the distance of his slightest effort. Qian Shengchan immediately gently stroked Xiaohuo's butt like an elder. Xiaohuo, this film was filmed, you have made great contributions. I will treat everyone at noon today.

After saying that, he wiped his hands into Xiaohuo's butt.

Qian Shengchan thought no one saw it, but in fact, Shabi did not stop supervising him for a moment. She tore a piece of wipe paper and then gently called out, Director Qian, give it to you.

Qian Shengchan was enjoying the beauty in his hands. When he heard Shabi call him, he hurriedly turned around. He didn't understand the meaning of Shabi handing him a piece of paper. He opened his sharp mouth and pouted a big question mark. What?

Wipe you by your hands.

Why?

Somewhere did you touch Ah just now?

Didn't touch Ah.

Xiaohuo's asshole is not as fragrant as pig's large intestine. You like to eat fat intestines. Tomorrow, Xiaohuo's asshole is a dish for you to taste it.

Director Qian couldn't hold back his face. Shabi, what's wrong with you today?

Xiaohuo was so aggrieved that he was crying and couldn't say a word, Director Qian...

It's okay, it's okay, she's just that, it's jealousy, jealousy, do you know?Director Qian said in Xiaohuo's ear.Little rabbit, take the fire to the bathroom and clean up.

Alas, when the little rabbit heard the boss scream, he quickly came over and helped Xiaohuo into the bathroom.

Qian Shengchan just now only cared about how he was doing, and touched everywhere without asking any questions. Now he felt a little regretful and felt that his hands were sticky, so he took the opportunity to take the wipe paper handed over by Shabi and looked hard. He thought to himself that the mucus must be A Ming, who was disgusting.

Director Zhao sat alone on the side, lowering his head, staring at everything that happened without looking at it, with a wry smile on his lips, how could I deal with these gangs of black and white ghosts?

Seeing Director Qian finishing his flirting, he walked towards him. He slowly pulled out a cigarette and handed it over.

Director Qian felt that his hands were dirty, but Director Zhao had already handed them back. Although he did touch someone's as Shabi said just now, he couldn't care about so much now. He pinched the cigarette and waited for Director Zhao to light it for him.

Thinking about the hand that touched the butt, I touched the cigarette holder again, and put the cigarette holder in my mouth again, I suddenly felt that today is equivalent to licking the asshole?

Can't help but smile bitterly