The cigarette that Yue Zitong snatched was only half a piece left.

Half a cigarette was gone after a few puffs, but it was enough for her to stop suffering from that extremely uncomfortable torture, and she lay on the sofa with the extinguished cigarette butt in her right hand, and did not move for a long time.

It's as if the fight for this half of the cigarette just now consumed the strength of her whole body.

After the indescribable discomfort slowly disappeared, before Yue Zitong opened his eyes, tears had already flowed from the corners of his eyes.

She didn't want to cry.

Especially Helan Xiaoxin, who is as beautiful as a peach blossom but has a heart like a snake and scorpion, but she can't control the discomfort of hating herself, and slowly raises her hands between her hair, grabbing a lot of hair, eager to pull it down.

She knew very well that the moment she let Helan Xiaoxin despise her, she would no longer be able to resist the devil of drugs, even more so than she was keen on online chatting at the beginning.

At this moment, how she wished that the sky would suddenly fall and smash her, along with the demon girl in front of her who exuded a mature atmosphere, into a pulp, and she couldn't see any appearance, regardless of each other.

It's just that the sky can't fall, so she has to face reality.

Crying does not serve any purpose other than to represent resigned weakness.

When she opened her eyes, she saw Helan Xiaoxin staring at her condescendingly, with an evil and charming smile on her face, and her gaze swept over her long legs.

Thinking about it more, he kicked this femme fatale into the air, grabbed the fruit knife on the table, and stabbed her to pieces!

It's just that Yue Zitong didn't dare.

It's easy to kill Helan Xiaoxin, but it's hard to resist No. 1.

Unless she kills this stinky woman before killing herself.

Yue Zitong didn't want to die yet, not because she was afraid of death, but because she had too many worries.

What if she dies, cowardly mother?

wiped his tears with his backhand, Yue Zitong sat up from the sofa, pulled down his skirt to cover his long legs above the knee, picked up the water cup and raised his head, and drank half a cup of cold boiled water in one gulp before panting slightly: "You, what do you see me doing?" ”

"I remember that you once wore your fairy stockings and acted as a leg model on the catwalk with Su Yaqier at the Hosiery Federation Congress in Mexico, and it was very successful."

Helan Xiaoxin sat down next to her, took out a wet wipe, and wiped the sweat on her forehead for her.

Yue Zitong's little head tilted and stopped moving.

"Why don't you speak?"

After carefully wiping her up, Helan Xiaoxin asked softly.

"If you know, what do you want me to say?"

"Then why don't you think about it, why am I bringing it up?"

"You brought up that—"

Yue Zitong suddenly understood, and turned his head to look at her: "You, do you want me to replace Han Huiqiao and go to Swallow Bay to be a leg model for the southern stockings." ”

"Tong Tong, whether it is your appearance, figure, or temperament, you are much stronger than that who doesn't know whether to live or die."

Helan Xiaoxin's left hand was placed on Yue Zitong's lap again, and he walked restlessly: "What is missing is just the calmness when facing the camera." But I don't think it's a problem, Pan Hai is one of the most well-known directors in China and has rich experience in directing. And you, too, have almost a full day to rehearse. ”

"I'm not going to make any more cameo appearances."

Yue Zitong stretched out her hand, took out her own cigarette from the case, lit it, took a deep breath, and then coughed violently.

If the relationship between the two is still as close as before, Helan Xiaoxin did not reveal her true colors as a femme fatale, and when Han Huiqiao died by herself and could not find a better actress to shoot an advertisement, Yue Zitong might really take charge of it himself.

After all, from a legal point of view, the Southern Group is already her industry.

The imminent advertisement can't be filmed, shouldn't she be the boss who is most anxious?

But she won't now.

Never.

After today's drug addiction is satisfied, she will not cooperate with Helan Xiaoxin if she dies.

As long as it is requested by Helan Xiaoxin, she will resolutely oppose it recklessly.

"Really?"

Helan Xiaoxiu's eyebrows furrowed slightly, stroked her long-legged hand, and twisted it violently.

Yue Zitong trembled in pain at the corners of his eyes, but he smiled, looked at Helan Xiaoxin's eyes, and said softly, "No, go." ”

"Then forget it, I won't force you. Anyway, the Southern Group is your man's industry, and it's yours. You, the hostess, are indifferent, why should I, an outsider, be in a hurry about this? ”

Helan Xiaoxin smiled faintly, stood up and twisted his waist and walked to the stairs, raised his hand and yawned, and muttered: "Alas, I didn't sleep well last night, and there are always some strange voices thinking." Three poles in the sun, just a good night's sleep. ”

When she pushed open the bedroom door, Yue Zitong's voice came from behind: "You broke your promise." ”

Helan Xiaoxin turned around, smiled and said, "Yes, I broke my promise." So what? Who but you will say that I broke my word? Hehe, you stinky man who was fascinated by my beauty? He is qualified to say. But, the premise is that he dares to come back to Qingshan. ”

Yue Zitong's face turned blue and pale, and he said in a dumb voice after a while: "Helan Xiaoxin, you won't have a good death." ”

"When I walked this path, I knew I wouldn't die well, and I still need you to remind me?"

Helan Xiaoxin smiled and asked, "What about you?" Tong Tong, will you have a good death? ”

"I—I'm not going to have a good death."

Yue Zitong fell on the sofa in frustration, and a thin cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"In that respect, we are all human beings. So why do you hold on to too much uselessness and make yourself so tired? ”

Helan Xiaoxin raised his right hand and hooked his fingers like a snake: "Baby, the three poles on the sun are just a good time for lewdness." Come, let my sister love you well, and let you taste the acid that you have never tasted before-"

Without waiting for her to finish speaking, Yue Zitong suddenly bent down and stretched out his hand, grabbed the fruit knife, and threw it with all his might!

With a soft sound, the cold and shining fruit knife rubbed the hair of Helan Xiaoxin's left ear and stabbed it on the solid wood door panel, three centimeters deep, and the handle of the knife trembled rapidly, making a buzzing trembling sound.

"Good knife technique."

Helan Xiaoxin didn't even blink his eyes, stretched out the tip of his bright red tongue, moved on his lips, licked it slowly, and repeated with a smile: "I really have a good knife technique, and I have learned it." But don't be complacent, I'll let you learn how to shoot in the evening. Ha, haha. ”

In the midst of her wild laughter, the door slammed shut.

If she is a man, in an evil and awe-inspiring tone, when she said that Yue Zitong would teach her marksmanship at night, she would be "well deserved", but she is obviously a woman, where did she get good marksmanship?

But she just said this, which proves that she really has a "good marksmanship", and she is confident that Yue Zitong can learn it well.

Yue Zitong didn't smoke last night, but he smoked just now, but only half of it.

Half a cigarette means that she has been addicted to drugs by Helan Xiaoxin, and she will attack earlier than last night.

Under the irresistible drug addiction, Yue Zitong will give up all her dignity and beg Helan Xiaoxin, she would rather pay all the price she can pay, she will agree.

It's just that what kind of gun is Helan Xiaoxin's gun when he performs "marksmanship"?

Suddenly, Yue Zitong thought of the props she found in the cabinet when she searched her room last time, and her stomach immediately regurgitated violently, especially Helan Xiaoxin's wild laughter, like an invisible demon, still echoing back and forth in the living room.

Hurriedly covered his mouth with his hands, ran out of the living room barefoot, squatted on the steps with his mouth wide open, and retched vigorously.

But he couldn't spit out anything, only tears poured down again.

"I can't cry. Yue Zitong, why do you always cry now? You have to be strong, and you must not let this enchantress see your jokes. ”

Yue Zitong slowly sat on the steps, rubbing his eyes vigorously, constantly cheering himself up, forcing himself to be strong and not to be weak in front of the demon girl.

Ding ding dong, there is a mobile phone ringing in the living room behind it.

The familiar melody is Yue Zitong's mobile phone ringing.

She didn't want to answer the phone.

She just wanted to sit here, staring at her toes in a daze, preferably suddenly turning into a stone statue and no more pain.

"No, it can't be like this. Yue Zitong, they all said that you have to be strong, you can't let the demon girl see your jokes, right? ”

After taking a deep breath and spitting it out again, Yue Zitong stood up and turned around and walked quickly into the living room.

It's a strange caller, a local in Aoyama.

The ringtone was broken, and the screen showed this mobile phone number, which had already dialed her phone three times.

In that case, then it's not a nuisance call.

looked up at Helan Xiaoxin's bedroom door on the second floor, which was still closed.

It seems that she really went to sleep, and said that she would no longer care about the shooting of commercials, so she would no longer care.

The phone vibrated for the fourth time, and it was still that unfamiliar number.

Yue Zitong hesitated, put on his shoes and walked out of the living room quickly to the car, only then did he answer the phone and asked lightly, "Hey, may I ask who you are?" ”

No matter how she was humiliated by Helan Xiaoxin at home, she didn't want to show the slightest abnormality in front of outsiders.

is still the arrogant Mr. Yue, and it is Yue Zitong's last dignity.

"Mr. Yue, hello, I'm Chen Dali."

A somewhat nervous man's voice came from inside the phone.

"Chen Dali?"

In Yue Zitong's mind, a young man with the image of a bastard immediately came to mind.

"Yes, yes, that's me."

"Oh, find something?"

"Mr. Yue, that's right. We, the Southern Group, are going to shoot a commercial in Swallow Bay today—"

On the eve of the Qingshan Fashion Festival, the Southern Group invited the most famous director in China, South Korea's super-first-class star Han Huiqiao to shoot an advertisement, and several of Li Nannan's henchmen already knew.

They have long been looking forward to this day coming soon, and they can get close to the popular Asian stars, but secondly, the key is that they all know very well how much a good advertising film can play a role in the best-selling of products.

Chen Dali and they looked forward to the stars and the moon, and finally looked forward to the arrival of this day.

Before dawn, several of Li Nannan's henchmen rushed to the filming site in Swallow Bay, hoping that the sun would rise soon and the beautiful stars would appear soon.

The sun rose on time, but Han Huiqiao did not appear.

With the passage of time, the bad premonition in Chen Dali's heart became stronger and stronger, grass, isn't it not coming?

It turns out that their hunch is very accurate this time - when Pan Hai made a phone call to Helan Xiaoxin, turned to look at them and shrugged, and said to suspend filming, Chen Dali and the others were stunned for a moment, and immediately scolded the female stick for not being trustworthy.

Seeing that the opportunity to expand his influence slipped away like this, Pan Hai was also very depressed.

But no matter how depressed he is, can he be a fart?

Helan Xiaoxin can't even deal with it, and he can't play it as a director.

"Director Pan, can't you find a second-rate star?"

Dong Shixiong, who has a calm personality, can still endure and not ask, but Chen Dali and Wang Defa are unwilling to pause like this.