Su Che was silent for a moment and said softly: "Let's start~Dragon~Altar~Book~Net~ . o m”

Jian Han responded softly, Su Che's arm around her waist tightened suddenly, and she couldn't help but stick to Su Che's slender body, and then Su Che's other arm supported her leg crook, picked her up horizontally, and threw her upwards with both arms

The moment she landed, she looked straight into Su Che's eyes, at that moment, her heart was extremely stable, Jian Han gently closed her eyes, relaxed the muscles of her body, and when she opened her eyes again, she was already firmly supported between Su Che's arms

The two of them looked at each other and didn't speak, but Jian Han's ears seemed to sound again, so, again, she was tightly held in Su Che's arms and thrown into the sky, and then fell back into his arms steadily

Again and again, until Jian Han obviously felt Su Che's arm trembling slightly, she stretched out her hand, directly held Su Che's wrist, and hesitated: "It's okay"

Su Che: "...... Oh"

Jian Han got dressed, and the two of them walked back one after the other, Jian Han was a little distracted, and he didn't even know when he would return to his room

Jian Han looked back at the door that had been closed behind him, as if he saw Su Che's slender and tall back through the door, just now, Su Che didn't say a word, sent her to the door, and then turned to leave, even if there was no good night, it was extremely heartwarming

Jian Han was stunned like this, I don't know how long it took, she stretched out her hand, palms down and covered her heart, there was sweet and sour, there seemed to be something wonderful fermenting, that was her hazy good feeling for Su Che, it was the natural effect of the extremely strong attraction between the opposite sex, over time, maybe this good feeling would break through the ground and grow into a towering tree, occupying all her field of vision, so that in her eyes, there was only one Su Che

But at the same time, she heard an extremely sober voice in her head say one word coldly: "No"

The fermentation process was forcibly halted, as if a seed had not yet germinated in a vacuum vessel, forever youthful, but never to grow again

Jian Han was a little stunned for a while, she exhaled a breath of turbidity, slowly moved to the bathroom, slowly finished washing, and threw herself on the bed, thinking that it would be difficult to sleep peacefully, but she sank into sleep faster than before

The familiar dream struck again, even in the dream, Jian Han vaguely knew that this was part of his memory of being Shen Han

The spacious and comfortable RV stopped, and a foot with black high heels stretched out of the door, Jian Han felt a little novel that she was walking steadily on the ground with a three-inch high heel, no wonder she could quickly adapt to high heels after several filming, it turned out that she had long been able to control such a high heel

She skillfully walked into the three-story building in front of her, and the atmosphere in the hall on the first floor was unusually familiar - in the middle, the lights were all famous, and the male and female guests were wearing robes, horse coats and cheongsams, as well as suits and Western-style skirts

Jian Han is very familiar with such an atmosphere, she took a deep breath, that's right, on the set, this is the set she is most familiar with

Her arrival didn't attract everyone's attention, but the three or five people around her happened to see it and nodded with a smile, obviously, she and the crew are very familiar with each other

This is obviously a group play, and the single scene of one or two actors in the group play is a common technique used by directors, but I don't know, who is the real protagonist in this scene?

Jian Han thought subconsciously, her eyes roamed lightly in the dance hall, but there was no familiar face, she couldn't help but be slightly surprised, according to previous experience, Shen Han's dream was related to Fang Qinghan every time, could it be that this time, it was rare that there was no memory of Fang Qinghan?

In the next second, a burst of passionate music sounded, and a pair of men and women with dragon and phoenix posture appeared at the staircase on the second floor, the young man was dressed in a straight dark military uniform, with a smile on the corner of his lips, extremely handsome, and his bent arm was inserted into a hand as white as jade, and the tailor-made cheongsam showed her beautiful curves just right, and her chin was slightly raised, like a pearl, because she was being held in the hand by the man next to her and shiny

Jian Han was stunned, Fang Qinghan and-

Sister He Yun?

Have the two of them worked together too?

The guests on the field turned around one after another, looking at this pair of men and women with the same excellent appearance, and couldn't help but applaud, but this pair of men and women who can be called a perfect match accepted it calmly, and walked down the stairs step by step

Jian Han clearly felt that her blood was cold little by little, and then, she watched Fang Qinghan hug He Yun and slid onto the dance floor, and the two began to dance, after the dance, He Yun bent back in Fang Qinghan's arm, Fang Qinghan leaned forward, and smiled on her lips

At this moment, Jian Han's blood was finally extremely cold, her eyes were dark, and she couldn't see anything, only the cold that froze through her heart still haunted her

Soon, her eyes lit up again, it was also on the set, this time, Fang Qinghan was dressed in silver armor, he was an ancient young general, he hid in the shadows, and when the fair girl in a light pink light dress passed in front of him, he stepped out suddenly, grabbed her arm, and pinned her between the wall and himself

Then, in the girl's resistance, she tore her clothes with a handsome face, and in the woman's face covering her and crying, she took off her red cloak without saying a word, wrapped her tightly, and then hugged her into her arms

The coldness struck again, and Jian Han's eyes fell into darkness again

didn't let her wait long, her eyes lit up for the third time, Fang Qinghan wore black-framed eyes, his eyes were extremely deep, wearing a suit, sitting at the long conference table, his legs were cocked, his posture was calm, but his eyes were firmly fixed on the woman above, like a bloodthirsty wolf, greedily staring at his prey

The woman was making a report, pausing from time to time, but her eyes were all looking at the man, the man raised his eyebrows, his eyes deepened, and the suffocating tension between the two made the dozens of people sitting in the conference room become foils

Again and again, Fang Qinghan's filming clips kept flashing in front of Jian Han, feeling the warm tension between him and all kinds of heroines and heroines

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(Nine-headed Bird Academy)