It's a life......

The slender thighs are not straight, Yang Fan endured not to let himself look at it, but he still caught a glimpse of a trace of whiteness.

He is there now, life is worse than death, I want to let myself not see, my eyes do not agree, I want to let myself see, and my heart does not agree.

In the end, Comrade Yang Fan, one of the five good young people in the new century, was still resolute...... Without convincing himself, his eyes continued to look there.

Looking at the black pleated skirt, and then thinking of Miss Song's slender legs, and then, shifting his gaze to the little white neen, Yang Fan only felt that there was a powerful heat surge in his body.

Listening to the sound of gurgling water, Yang Fan could only see one head moving there, at most he could see some shoulders, and then, the girl Song pulled it with a curtain, and he couldn't see it, which made him feel a little like a cat scratching.

Then, he saw that under the nozzle, Miss Song raised her hand, two slender jade arms rubbed her hair, she seemed to subconsciously nod her toes, and then, the two trembling snow-white hemispheres came into his eyes, and in an instant, he seemed to have a glimpse of pink.

Belch...... This compartment is so big......

Suddenly, Miss Song's hand reached out, as if she was touching something.

Yang Fan's whole person suddenly entered a state of alert, he knew what he was doing now, if he was discovered by others, he wouldn't kill himself!

Fortunately, his body was already good, and in the past few weeks, he consciously carried out relevant exercises, and at this time, when he was lightning fast, he suddenly turned his head to the side and pretended to be asleep.

Then, he could feel that the sound of the water had stopped, and Miss Song seemed to poke her head out to look at him.

Then, after a few more seconds, the sound of running water began again.

Yang Fan shouted that it was not good, the buddy was almost caught, but fortunately, the buddy was clever.

Thinking that it's like this anyway, if you don't look at it in vain, you will be rewarded if you are blocked here, Yang Fan was bold again, and slowly turned his head over, and then he saw that Goddess Song was even more presumptuous, it seemed that after knowing that after he fell asleep, he took a bath, and he had no scruples at all, and he washed it quickly!

And Yang Fan's side, it was called a feast for the eyes, it seemed that God was favoring him, the two nails he drove in just now should have been too big for the curtain, and one curtain actually fell down.

Suddenly, in the sound of gurgling water and the mist brought by the hot water, Yang Fan faintly saw a very proud beautiful buttocks, with a hint of ruddy in the snow white, which was intoxicating!

There are also slender legs, as well as a ghostly back, and the long hair hangs down, adding a goddess-like taste.

Yang Fan was a little stupid, this kid has not seen beautiful women, Miss Ye at home, and Wu Tingting, they are all rare beauties.

But compared with Miss Song, there is really a gap in temperament.

Yang Fan doesn't admit that he is a scumbag, he has relevant perseverance, but this does not prevent him from loving beauty, everyone has it, just let a man go, if they can become Liu Xia Hui who is not messing up, then it is really a physical illness.

Looking at Miss Song from behind, the long legs, and everything from the bottom up, are simply indescribable.

And Miss Song is not the kind of dry and thin type, she is the same as some men, she is the type who dresses thin and strips with meat.

Yang Fan's eyes were staring at him, and the whole person had even forgotten to swallow his saliva, at this time, although there was some hot water mist, but with Yang Fan's eyesight, it was not a problem at all.

Wash your hair, wash all over your body, and with the use of inferior body soap, all those yellow-looking foams are flushed down the drain.

It seems that this is already the rhythm that is about to end, Yang Fan thought to himself, should he pretend to be asleep now?

Well, there's no hurry, let's take a look first.

He had such an abacus in his heart, and as he expected, in just four or five minutes, Yang Fan heard the sound of running water just now, and stopped suddenly.

At this time, he could only pretend to be asleep, although he was holding back a breath of fire in his heart, but he could only hold it back.

Miss Song should be wiping her body with a towel, Yang Fan could hear such a sound, and then, after a few minutes, the door of the cubicle was suddenly opened.

Miss Song walked out, wearing the slippers of the small hotel, and Yang Fan also pretended at this time, she had just fallen asleep.

He patted his mouth with a confused look in his eyes and said, "Song ...... Sister Song, have you washed it?"

Miss Song didn't speak, but just nodded at Yang Fan.

Yang Fan only dared to look at others with his eyes at this time, originally he thought that he could feast his eyes for the second time, who knows, people don't think those clothes are wet, and they are all wearing them.

Yang Fan thought about it, just this small dilapidated hotel, there was no equipment such as bath towels and bathrobes, if she didn't wear her own clothes, she would only be naked.

Yang Fan looked at the posture of others, hurriedly gave way to the place, and said politely: "Come, you are a big star, you hurry up and sleep, you didn't say it just now, I didn't feel it, but just lying on the bed, I do feel itchy, go take a shower!"

Yang Fan really felt itchy on his body, but he didn't know if it was because he didn't take a bath or something else.

Miss Song didn't say anything, took Yang Fan's anthology, and went straight to bed.

Yang Fan was not ambiguous, went down directly from the bed, and then took out a simple slipper, and came to the cubicle of a few square meters in a leisurely manner.

It's hard to imagine that in this small place of more than 30 square meters, in addition to the bathroom, there is a special place for bathing, although this place looks very simple, but it is finally a small sparrow, all the internal organs, everything is not left behind.

Entering the compartment, Yang Fan saw a pair of white patent leather high heels, which were neatly placed there, and it seemed that Miss Song should have brought the simple slippers here to change.

Looking at the brand of other people's shoes, Yang Fan laughed self-deprecatingly, these stalls on his body are not worth a pair of shoes.

His eyes glanced around again, and Yang Fan saw that at this time, Miss Song was lying on the bed looking at her anthology, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

Anyway, people definitely don't have the heart to peep at him, and they don't have to guard against those things.

Yang Fan felt that he was a little bit of a villain, and he was in the belly of a gentleman. Immediately, I didn't want anything else, just put the hot water down, and then started to take a shower.

Boys usually take a bath very quickly, and soon Yang Fan washed himself cleanly, but when he was about to go out, he suddenly found that he was wet, and the embarrassing part is that there is only one big towel in this small hotel, no way, you can't wait for it to dry by itself.

Yang Fan gritted his teeth and took the towel, needless to say, there was some water on it, it should have been used by Miss Song, on the towel, a faint aroma that was different from the smell of those perfumes came, and Yang Fan wiped it on himself.

That feeling is very green, like a budding flower waiting to bloom, isn't this the current state of Miss Song?

But usually, Miss Song always shows people with a rational attitude, and the most can't help but worship her as a figure like her predecessors, and then ignore his age.

When he wiped his body clean, Yang Fan put on his white shirt and jeans, and came out with such a big grin.

When he came to the bed, he said with some embarrassment: "That Sister Song, there is only one towel in it that can wipe the body, I also used it just now, you shouldn't mind, right?"

As if ignoring Yang Fan's words, Miss Song didn't say anything, just flipped through things there with a cold face.

Yang Fan looked at Miss Song's face at this time, and said that he felt that God was a little unfair. You said that people don't usually use any cosmetics for us, why are they still so beautiful without makeup?

It's just a thing that doesn't make sense, isn't it?

"Well, it's almost eleven o'clock now, if you're sleepy, let's go to bed, shall we?"

After Yang Fan finished saying this, he suddenly felt that something was not right, and after thinking about it, he added, "Uh, you sleep in the bed, and I can sleep on the sofa." ”

As he spoke, Yang Fan took his coat from the table on the side, and then strode over, this small sofa that was enough for him to sit on, sat straight here, and then put on his own clothes.

Yang Fan actually knows very well in his heart that Miss Song is a big star, and because she is a girl, there must be a lot of inconvenience, how can she let him sleep in bed, besides, lonely men and widows, being in the same room is already making people think about it, if you sleep in bed again, wouldn't it be more misleading?

Although sleeping on this sofa feels very uncomfortable, because it is not soft, the back seems to be the wood is broken, there is a small nail, padding his waist, Yang Fan can't do it, and he doesn't dare to lie back, just stuck, difficult to sleep, he knows that Miss Song may have some reservations about herself, so she simply slept like this.

I don't know how long it took, Yang Fan suddenly felt that his eyes were dark, but at that time he was already groggy, just a slight smile crossed the corner of his mouth, and the whole person was already asleep.

On the other side, Miss Song listened to Yang Fan's snoring, her shining eyes in the dark night, shining, a unique smile crossed the corners of her mouth, and she felt very down-to-earth in her heart.

……

I don't know how long it was, but when Yang Fan opened his eyes again, he heard a heart-rending cry from the fans or who was below.

"Goddess Song!"

"My little ancestor goose, my sister is coming to you!"

"Goddess Song, we all believe in you, don't be confused by that stinky man!"

"Damn, where the hell is it, if I let me know which man it is, I will make him regret living in this world. ”

Yang Fan was awakened by the shouts of these people, the whole person was originally in a very uncomfortable state, at this time his mind was empty, his whole back was lying back, and suddenly he felt a pain in his heart.

He tried to get up, but now he was in a daze, and before he could get up, the couch was leaning back, and with a bang, someone was about to fall.

And at this time, in order not to make those people suspicious, Yang Fan dodged and carried the sofa down with his right shoulder, so he didn't make much movement.

But no matter how powerful he is, he is still flesh and blood, and he carried it so strongly, although it didn't bleed, but when he touched that place again, there was a pain that pierced his heart.

"Hiss......"

Yang Fan called in a low voice, but he still quickly held back. She squinted her eyes and looked towards Miss Song, but found that she had already sat up at this time, and she didn't know whether she was asleep or not.

Hearing Yang Fan's movement, Miss Song didn't make much movement, but got off the bed calmly, and walked over barefoot without wearing the slippers.

"Are you okay, I saw it just now, why are you carrying that sofa?"

Yang Fan smiled awkwardly, "There is a nail behind this sofa, I just got up and was woken up by them, and I leaned back in a daze, as if my back was pierced by the nail, and then I leaned over as soon as my footsteps were empty, I thought to myself, there is such a big movement, maybe the proprietress will come over to check it in person, and it will not be very convenient for us at that time, so I didn't think so much, so I went over to pad it." ”

After saying that, he got up slowly, then leaned over himself, pursed his lips, and said, "What time is it? Why are there so many people, it should be quite cold at night, right?"

"There are still forty or fifty people outside, both men and women, and if the reporter is gone, I don't know if I am gone, or if I am ambushed somewhere else, and it seems that there are only fans left in the first time. Miss Song said slowly, but Yang Fan didn't notice it, and there was a hint of tenderness in his tone.

Yang Fan casually took the mobile phone on the table, and then saw the two points and eight on it, yawned, and said a little speechlessly: "These people are sincere enough to you, and this point is still guarding here." ”

This is indeed a very important thing, and Yang Fan's fans can't do it to this extent.

This is no longer a hardcore fan, it can be called a brain-dead fan.

Miss Song didn't say anything, glanced at Yang Fan, noticed that this kid was holding her old waist with her hand, and said in a cold voice: "Go to bed!"

Yang Fan, who was cold, was stunned for a moment when he heard this. Then he hurriedly waved his hand and said, "It's not convenient, you are noble, I ......"

Before he could finish speaking, Miss Song said coldly: "Then you can sleep on that broken sofa!"

"Uh...... You really can't bear to let me sleep on that sofa, if I am woken up by your fan again and cause a second disability, how can this be done?"

Besides, no matter how powerful he is, he is still flesh and blood, and the pain in his waist at this time, as well as the oppressive force on his shoulder, made Yang Fan feel very uncomfortable.

Well, of course, these physical pains, he can easily use his vitality to resolve a lot, but he didn't do it.

What's the matter? This can be regarded as an opportunity to share a bed with Miss Song, if you don't go stupidly, you will have to regret it for the rest of your life.

Yang Fan was so excited in his heart that he didn't even wear slippers, so he walked over like this, and then turned around and came to the side of the bed, he deliberately swept away the quilt lightly and slowly got in.

I have to say that Miss Song is really a big beauty who stands alone in the world, and the special fragrance on her body makes Yang Fan feel like she has drunk two pots.

The quilt in the hotel is quite large, and it can be used to occupy this double bed, which looks like this.

There are also two pillows here, two people, one pillow on one person, even if it is gone.

Yang Fan bare his head, he could feel the fragrance coming from the quilt, and his nose was also crossed by Miss Song's long hair.

There is no way to do this, although it is a double bed, the double bed in this small hotel is obviously not the kind of regular double bed, at most it is more than half.

Yang Fan leaned back again, and was about to fall under the bed.

Smelling the intoxicating fragrance, Yang Fan was a little confused, how to say that he was also a young man with strong blood, this was because he had extreme control, otherwise, he might have turned into a wolf long ago.

The night was already deep, and through the window, Yang Fan could see a bright moon hanging outside...... And those brain-dead fans who have set up camp.

In addition, he could hear the sound of his heartbeat, beating very vigorously, and Miss Song's breathing, calm and elegant, and he didn't know if he was asleep.

"Sister Song...... Have you slept?" Yang Fan said boldly.

"No, what do you want to say?"

"Uh...... I can't do this shoulder and back pain, and I won't be able to sleep for a while, do you want to chat with me?"

"No, I want to sleep!"

"Uh, don't mind, I also helped you write a song that has a foothold in the music world, right, it's been worn to the boutique list in the past few weeks, you have a good start, and I also have a share of credit, right?"

Yang Fan said with a smile, trying not to make this atmosphere too dry, because he still has something to say next, which can only be regarded as a foreshadowing.

"Let's get down to business, don't beat around the bush. ”

"Well, then I won't be polite to you, you know, I was fired by the TV station in the past two days, this popularity is simply falling down, this makes me anxious, don't you have the means to reach the sky? said that you can give me a role, let me play, I thought, I studied acting in college, and I went to radio and television for some reasons, and my job is also very good, or do you consider considering me?"

After speaking, he hurriedly said: "Of course, don't be too embarrassed, I know that my current popularity is a little unqualified...... I don't have the face to ask you for a protagonist, I just want to see, what role do you have, see if you can introduce me to one, of course, if it's a supporting role, then it's even better, my popularity these days is simply rubbing down, I'm really in a hurry and there's nothing I can do, I can't go back to school to go to class, then it's not a shame!"

In fact, there is no way to do it, Yang Fan's anthology, Yang Fan is really a little uncertain in his heart, what if the sales are not good, wouldn't it be a slap in the face.

Taking 10,000 steps back, even if the sales of the anthology are good, the exposure rate has increased accordingly, but he has not thought about which direction he will develop next.

That is to say, for a long period of time, your reputation will be in a window period.

There was no famous increase project at this time, and Yang Fan's heart felt very flustered, he couldn't go on like this.

If you don't rely on some other things to keep your reputation at the current level, then it won't be long before you will be wiped out in the current big entertainment environment, which is also a general trend that can't be changed.

"What, do you want to take the path of film and television dramas to become famous?"

"Well, yes and no, I actually have a lot of ideas about acting, but I haven't been able to find a chance before, and if you give me a chance, I would very much like to try. ”

"Hmm!"

"Uh...... Can you give me a word?"

"I'll think about it, and I'll give you an answer when the time comes. ”

"Then I'll thank you!"

Yang Fan knows this Song girl very well now, she never talks full of words when she speaks, but she is very conservative.

Basically, if you think about it, then you will definitely do your best to do this for yourself.

If it is said that he asks others to give him a role, Yang Fan actually has some doubts in his heart, but if this person is replaced by Miss Song, he has no worries at all.

is really because in the circle of film and television dramas, Miss Song is simply the leader of the new generation, not to mention, even compared with those characters of the older generation, she can be regarded as famous.

As for Yang Fan, although he is studying acting. But he knows his strength very well, usually when he is studying in class, he basically holds the state of not listening to the class, and any homework is just confused, and his mind is stuck in his novels.

But now it's different, although he has systematically learned some relevant performance knowledge a few days ago, but these things are just to rely on your theory, and without corresponding practice, Yang Fan can't guarantee anything.

Of course, if he didn't do these things because he didn't have an accurate understanding of his own ability, Yang Fan would definitely have a big mouth on his face.

Everything has to be tried, and besides, those big stars don't happen overnight.

So what should I do now, is I going to mix with Brother Li, and I have already let myself go by gambling on Brilliant Entertainment, and I can continue to sign a contract with Sinovel Records?

Or take your own money, shoot your own IPs directly, and then maybe you can become popular, and it's also very comfortable to be a director or something.

Although Yang Fan is from the so-called professional class, the so-called professional class is also three, six, nine and so on, and his so-called professional background is simply the bottom of those people.

To be honest, Yang Fan has no singing skills now, he has not systematically studied songs, although he has absorbed every song and can release it perfectly, but this is only limited to one song.

You can't become a singer and sing your own songs for the rest of your life, and don't touch other people's songs, which is also a very unrealistic thing.

Otherwise, let yourself engage in videography, and now any photo contest is quite profitable.

Well, but this also requires related skills, and Yang Fan feels that he can't play it.

How to say, these industries that are related to themselves are all deep.

All of them are bottomless abysses, falling down all at once, and there is no chance to get up.

Yang Fan knows very well that he is not qualified to negotiate conditions with others now. His biggest advantage now is that in the Boeing industry, he should be regarded as a relatively qualified person in the country.

From the host's point of view, Yangfan only has a relatively good performance in a specific program.

But the most embarrassing thing is that after experiencing those things, no TV station dares to ask for this guy, so he has become numb and has fallen into the TV drama industry that he has never touched, and wants to rely on this thing to turn his head.

His purpose is actually very simple, to do everything possible to seize the opportunity to preserve his reputation, only by preserving his reputation, he has time to make future deployments.

After the matter was finished, the whole room suddenly became quiet again, Miss Song continued to rest, but Yang Fan was a little uneasy over there.

felt like he had been scratched by a cat, and now he was sleeping in the same bed with the top first-line celebrities in China, if he said it, the ghost would believe it.

But this incident happened to him as it was, and Yang Fan felt a little unreal.

I don't know how long it has been, Yang Fan still can't sleep, and gently turned over there, and found that Miss Song's thighs are now exposed.

In fact, this small dilapidated hotel is no longer good, it should also have an air conditioner, but they didn't find the switch of the air conditioner, which means that this thing is controlled by the central government.

You can't do it, you can open it if you want to, and if you can't open it, you won't open it.

Miss Song was wearing too many clothes, she should have fallen asleep at this time, so naturally because of some heat, she began to put the quilt on her body aside.

The result is obvious, Yang Fan, a stinky boy, has taken a big advantage.

At this time, his eyes could clearly see Miss Song through the moonlight.

I don't know if it's an old angel, Miss Song actually looked at Yang Fan's back, half-hunched over, and fell asleep like a shrimp.

Yang Fan is very close to her, and she is going to die, Miss Song, well, people don't know what's going on, she is very restless and self-conscious, the pleated skirt that is at most above the knee was directly flipped by her, and the snow-white color she was wearing inside was naturally exposed to the air, which made Yang Fan a feast for his eyes.

Yang Fan's anger that was finally suppressed was suddenly rushed up at this time.

He tried his best not to look at it and not think about it, but as a young man with strong blood, there was a beautiful woman sleeping next to him, and the person who could carry it was already Megumi Yanagishita, how could he still control his eyes.

Yang Fan's eyes deliberately looked over there, and the little white that was tightly wrapped around his lower body actually reflected some outlines.

Yang Fan was fascinated, but he didn't expect that Miss Song didn't know why, and her whole body turned over there again, and the whole person fell asleep in a big-character state.

The wonderful scenery stopped dumbly, and Yang Fan really had a feeling of wanting to talk and stopping.

However, although there is no such style, but Miss Song fell asleep at this time, she should have felt that her clothes were tired and tight, so she actually unbuttoned a few buttons on it, and the white corset was also exposed to Yang Fan's eyes.

The huge silhouette, in his eyes, could hold up the garment, which was at least the sixth number of the English alphabet.

Yang Fan felt that his lips were a little dry, and for a while, he didn't react. I don't know where to put this eye.

And those hands, which were originally pressed into the quilt, actually poked out by the ghost.

Well, could it be that I want to...... No, you can't be a scumbag, how can you be worthy of Miss Ye if you do this?