Many times, Deng Zheng had to admire her. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Compared to ordinary people, it is really energetic to the point of horror.

People who don't know are always boasting that he is publishing books, writing songs, running companies, and filming...... It's the great demon king of the energetic world.

But only he understands that in terms of short-term concentration, he is not illusory, maybe there is more, but in terms of endurance and durability, he is quite inferior, not to mention the talent of Huanping, who has everything in his mind, and he can't catch up.

Especially after the establishment of the expeditionary culture, he gave her the sweetness of some shares, and then he was like a shopkeeper, except for a few major directional decisions, almost all internal affairs were left alone, not only that, several whims of policy changes, but also lost a big problem to her, I used to say that the author is full of running trains, readers along the railroad tracks, this description is also very suitable for herself and her, she often runs the train on a whim, she can only silently follow the railroad tracks behind.

In my heart, I don't know if I curse myself every day for being a boss who is difficult to serve without doing my job.

"Sister Huanping, take a break. I'm embarrassed that you're doing this. ”

"Don't pretend. I'm so sorry, don't ask me to come over and help. When did it become my job to help you account for something so personal?"

As the two were talking, bang, there was a soft knock on the door outside.

Although when the two were alone in private, Huanping's professionalism had been induced by Deng Zheng to almost nothing, but after others, she still insisted on her own positioning, meticulous service, and did her duty as a secretary and assistant.

Hearing the knock on the door, he hurriedly stood up, under the beige hip-wrapping professional skirt, the fair-skinned and slender beautiful legs, dangling a seductive melody, "Da Da Da", walked over and opened the door.

It was Xiao Xu, a deputy martial arts instructor of the crew, who held the storyboard script designed for the next few days of martial arts in his hand, handed it to Huanping, and gestured to Deng Zheng for him to come in, Xiao Xu nodded and said, "Hehe, I won't disturb Deng Dong's work, you can take a look first." If there's anything wrong, just look for me. ”

Glanced at by Phantom Ping's powerful eyes with the taste of Qiu Moyan, Xiao Xu was immediately like a lightning strike, his heart was pounding, he hurriedly turned around and left quickly, and in his heart, he was envious of Deng Zheng.

may be the addition of Qiu Moyan's role, Phantom Ping, who is a big beauty, and her personal charm has reached the extreme recently.

Especially the dozens of martial arts actors in the martial arts group, they are the most fascinated by her, her cold and chivalrous demeanor when she is in the play, and her proud figure and charming demeanor in life.

After turning off the lights in the dormitory, a few muscular men under Xiao Xu would always talk about her, some people were very obscene, and they often chatted so much that everyone couldn't help themselves, fantasizing that if the cold, arrogant and well-shaped Qiu Nuxia was by his side, how ecstatic it would be to lie down and talk like this?

But more people are so obsessed that they don't allow others to talk about her, saying that she is the goddess of their dreams, and no one can blaspheme, and it is the greatest wish to be able to say a few words with the goddess.

Xiao Xu is a member of the Goddess Party, in his heart, no matter whether it is Huanping or Qiu Moyan, she is really as perfect as a goddess, and no one in the world is qualified to make friends with her.

It's just that it doesn't matter if it's the goddess party or the obscene party, it's just a matter of thinking about it at night, if you really see Phantom Ping during the day, you often don't dare to come out, don't talk to her, you don't have the courage to look at her.

Especially after changing out of the costume and changing into professional clothes, the first assistant to the chairman, the identity of "Ping Ye" in the circle, is high, and he is simply a phoenix in the sky. It makes people unconsciously inferior and cowardly, and they can't breathe.

Today, Xiao Xu finally said a few words to the goddess outside the play, although he simply sent the materials to the goddess, listened to the goddess say "hard", and was seriously watched by the goddess for the first time, Xiao Xu was already fluttering, and almost didn't know how to get into the elevator downstairs. As for Deng Zheng, who can talk to the goddess every day, talk about love in the play, and command the goddess to serve and work outside the play, in the eyes of the goddess party, he will automatically ignore the existence of such a character.

It's like a particularly obsessed star chaser, and they often deceive themselves into thinking that the idol they are obsessed with has no partner, almost the same thing.

Huanping handed the script to the coffee table in front of Deng Zheng, went back to the desk and sorted out the table, and said indignantly: "Now, these accounts have also been sorted out for you." Tell you, don't look for me for this in the future. I'm not your servant. ”

Deng Zheng took the script of the sub-shot, flipped through it at random, and quickly put it aside, and did not mention the account, but suddenly smiled and looked at the watch:

"Sister Huanping, the third chapter I posted last night has been less than twenty hours now, and the subscription has exceeded 50,001. That bet, you lose. ”

Phantom Ping froze, suddenly remembered something, his eyes were inexplicably a little flustered, and Zhiwu: "Ah, ha, it's so powerful, it's all for you to win." ”

Deng Zheng got up with a smile and walked over to her, "I am willing to lose the bet, the bet I said still counts, right?"

Phantom Ping was even more panicked, she was depressed at that time last night, and she was irritated by his provocation, so she didn't choose to say anything for a while, and came to a "You can win if you want this, you can do anything", thinking about it afterwards, this expression is very problematic!

Especially, this black-faced god, don't look at the five people and six people all day long, but there is Concubine Jiang in front and Lin Xiaolu in the back, obviously not a good man and a woman, but now he is a lonely man and a widow, living in the same room......

"Haha, I suddenly remembered that there is a very cumbersome account in this account, which is not easy to understand, and I will tell you carefully. ”

Phantom Ping changed the topic in a panic, trotted over quickly, and took the form paper she had just compiled to Deng Zheng.

The living room of Deng Zheng's room is extremely spacious, from the office area next to the floor-to-ceiling window to the lounge area, there are two areas, there is a small step in between, and the office area is slightly higher.

The two happened to meet by the steps, when Deng Zheng took the form in Phantom Ping's hand, he noticed that her eyes were flustered, her chest was undulating, and she seemed to be very nervous, seeing that the mighty Ping Ye in front of him was like a little rabbit in front of him, he was very happy in his heart, deliberately added oil and vinegar, and said with a bad smile: "Hey, hey, don't be busy talking about work, come on, let's cash out the bet first......"

When people are struggling, it is easiest to stumble on the front hooves, one did not pay attention to the feet, suddenly stepped on the air, and stumbled violently, and pounced on Phantom Ping, not a small momentum made Phantom Ping take two big steps back, and the high heels happened to be stuck on the steps, and then, in Phantom Ping's scream, the two fell together on the thick carpet in the rest area.

After all, Deng Zheng "blocked the door" and reacted very quickly, and when the two fell down together, he twisted his body and pulled Phantom Ping on himself.

A hand, wrapped around her waist, tightly protected her.

With a "bang", Deng Zheng fell to the ground on his back, but the red velvet carpet was half an inch thick, and there was no pain when he fell on it.

It's just that his face is hot, but it's Phantom Ping's red lips, which are firmly printed on it. The sexy, hot, mature and attractive carcass is completely pressed on Deng Zheng.

The deep and charming rippling eyes that make people can't help but get lost in them, right in front of Deng Zheng's eyes, the long eyelashes that are slightly upturned and extremely charming, even scratched on Deng Zheng's eyelids in the blink, which is numb.

The sweet breath sprayed on the corners of Deng Zheng's mouth, warm and moist, and the temptation was boundless.

Then, when he woke up, he was stunned to find that one of his hands was somehow "protected" on Phantom Ping's chest, and it was "protected" tightly, although it was separated by a cover, the delicate and elastic huge, but it made people's hands melt. (To be continued.) )