"Bang-"

The lace-edged door of the room was enthusiastically rushed open, and even though there was no heating in the room, the two thinly dressed bodies did not feel cold.

Fan Jiarui's heavy coat and fleece long skirt had long since faded in the living room, leaving only a pair of undergarments exposed in front of Xia Zhijiu.

The two bright reds that clinged to the skin were deeply reflected in Xia Zhijiu's blurred eyes under the almost transparent underwear, and Xia Zhijiu's dark black eyes were dyed bright red, as red as the blood tumbling in his body.

Xia Zhijiu's tongue kept attacking Fan Jiarui's mouth, and the tongues of the two were intertwined like vines, their eyes closed, and they felt each other's alluring hormones with their senses.

Wanting to burn in a strong body, Xia Zhijiu picked up Fan Jiarui as soon as the princess hugged her and threw her directly on the soft lace bed.

It may be that a certain part of Fan Jiarui's body pressed the TV remote control placed on the bed, and the moment Fan Jiarui got out of bed, the TV was turned on.

"Hahaha......"

I heard a burst of joyful laughter on the TV, followed by a familiar and magnetic male voice.

"Summer Love" will be back soon, don't go away."

Fan Jiarui's antenna radar is quite keen, and as soon as she received the voice from Xia Zhijiu, she immediately raised her head, even if she saw Xia Zhijiu on TV, the corners of her mouth would unconsciously bend a proud and satisfied arc.

"It's really my masterpiece, it's so beautiful."

A flag called pride rose in his body, and Fan Jiarui, who was under the effect of the conditioned reaction, immediately grabbed the remote control and wanted to turn up the volume of the TV when he looked at the TV.

"Shouldn't I call you Mom, then? Besides, I am lying on top of you naked, wouldn't it look better? ”

The low and sultry words swirled around Fan Jiarui's translucent ears, and Fan Jiarui's body was soft and glutinous into a soft dough waiting for Xia Zhijiu to knead.

Xia Zhijiu also took the opportunity to snatch the remote control in Fan Jiarui's hand and threw it on the single sofa placed next to the bed.

The wonderful body was immediately entangled, and Xia Zhijiu's clear and distinct back lines looked even stronger under Fan Jiarui's hard grasp.

Fan Jiarui, who is more than 35 years old, still has firm skin on her body, and there is almost no place on her body where you can pinch out a trace of fat. This is thanks to her hard work in yoga classes on weekdays, and her bumpy figure has added a lot of points to Xia Zhijiu's heart.

The TV show was coming to an end, and the clouds and rain on the bed were gradually becoming calm.

"It's a pity, the show is almost over."

Fan Jiarui pursed her bloodshot red lips, hugged herself, and stared blankly at the flickering TV screen.

"The Internet and TV don't play at the same time, so you can watch the replay on the Internet."

After the intense exercise, Xia Zhijiu only wore a short bath towel, and walked into the room from outside the hall while drinking a cold beer, and holding a cup of hot boiling water in the other hand.

"Clever as you."

Fan Jiarui smiled and picked up the fully charged tablet from the table, skillfully clicked on the screen three or five times, and the show that had just ended was staged on the tablet again.

"I really don't understand you leaders," Xia Zhijiu lifted the quilt after handing the boiling water to Fan Jiarui, and hid in the warm quilt. "It's obviously a variety show directed by you, you know the content of the show better than anyone else, what else is there to see?"

Fan Jiarui, whose body temperature had not yet cooled, still lived up to Xia Zhijiu's concern, and drank two large sips of hot water, and her body felt warmer and warmer.

Looking at Xia Zhijiu, who hugged her like a child in the quilt, if it wasn't just over, she would definitely be unable to dedicate herself again.

"You really don't understand that."

Xia Zhijiu's situation also made Fan Jiarui very incomprehensible, she has been a choreographer for 10 years, and she has arranged hundreds of stars, but she has never seen a lonely star like Xia Zhijiu.

Although he is sought after and loved by thousands of fans, he doesn't pay attention to the comments of the audience or the entertainment industry on him.

It's a shame that he can survive in the entertainment industry for so long.

Fan Jiarui held the tablet and leaned in front of Xia Zhijiu, and the comments under the video swam in front of Xia Zhijiu's eyes one after another, as if they were unfamiliar fish in the vast ocean.

Shihisa is so handsome! Always support you!

Shihisa Zhijiu I love you!!

……

There are also comments from new fans:

Isn't this Yingguo star SX Tomohisa? Even the name is so similar.

Upstairs said the same way! I'm sinking again~(countless hearts)~

……

"It only shows that those beauties are very discerning, especially you."

The last four words are like several powerful hands plucking Fan Jiarui's heartstrings, and a song "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix" is playing in her heart.

Fan Jiarui, who has always been obsessed with mature and stable successful men, has never had the slightest affection for Xiao Xianrou, but only feels that they are like bean sprouts one by one, without a strong foundation.

But since the day she met Xia Zhijiu, this "outdated" concept that has followed her for 26 years has been completely forgotten by her.

However, Xia Zhijiu is indeed right, if there is no Fan Jiarui, he can only be an unknown nobody in this world now.

At the beginning, Xia Zhijiu was led into the door by Fan Jiarui.

……

Ten years ago.

"You guys give me all the way out and think of other candidates!" With a roar, the employees who were still in a meeting in Fan Jiarui's office just now retreated.

An angry Fan Jiarui glanced at the calendar on the desk out of the corner of her eye, the numbers on the calendar were circled by a red circle, and the bright red birthday next to her reminded her that today was her 26th birthday.

But her mind was not on how to celebrate her birthday at all, because in a month, she was going to start directing the first variety show in her life - "Summer Love", but the actors on the show were not decided.

A knock on the door interrupted Fan Jiarui's thoughts, and the anger that had been slightly suppressed rushed upwards again. Seeing that there was no reaction inside, the outsider cautiously opened the door and poked into half of his head.

"Director Fan, are you there?"

The scout's slender eyes saw Fan Jiarui, who was sitting in the chair of the senior class without saying a word but with an angry face, and the protruding Adam's apple rolled up and down with courage.

The scout, who had to report the situation, could only quietly move his body in and quietly close the door.

The scout walked to Fan Jiarui's table with small steps, and wanted to pull out the stool and sit down, but Fan Jiarui stared at him and quickly stood up obediently.

Fan Jiarui glanced at the scout a few times, and couldn't stand the punishment of a 1.8-meter-old man like a child who did something wrong. She took a deep breath and asked if the scouts had found some good goods.

The scout's tense face finally softened his lines, and he trembled and took out a stack of photos from an envelope and handed them to Fan Jiarui's desk, these are the results of his work in the past few days.

Fan Jiarui spread out the photo a little angrily, her eyes, which had been wearing contact lenses all day, had long been dry, and the uneven quality of the actors made her eyes even more angry.

Do people nowadays not have eyes or brains? Is it because you can't understand human speech or don't understand aesthetics?

Facing Fan Jiarui, who was jumping out with sparks, the scout could only tremble on the side.

With an inadvertent squint, a holy light suddenly shone into Fan Jiarui's tired eyes, and her handsome face stimulated her visual nerves.

His dark black eyes were as bright as stars, and the melancholy in his eyes was a plus point for him. Depressed slender figure, but not emaciated. The fluffy and unorganized hair is like a mane flying on a wild horse, chic and uninhibited.

That's him!

Fan Jiarui's mouth grinned at the root of her ears, and the dazzling sunlight finally broke through the dense dark clouds.

God still favors her, a person who loves her work.

And the scouts standing on the side finally saw what it means for a woman to change her face faster than turning a book.

"Director Fan, is it okay?" The scout hunched his waist and met Fan Jiarui's starry eyes.

Fan Jiarui held the photo between her index and middle fingers and displayed it in front of the scout.

"Show me."