What kind of home are you going back to, Yanyan, this is your home, we are all your family, come, have another drink. ”

"Yanyan, my new script, I'll tell you again, I think you're suitable for the heroine, exactly the same as the heroine, and when I finish writing, I promise to give you the first one."

"We've all heard it, if you don't give it to Yanyan first, we won't let you go, Yanyan, did you hear it? When the time comes, I'll ask your great-uncle for a script. ”

"What uncle, brother, Brother Zeng, Yanyan, you shout, call Brother Zeng."

……

Song Yiyan's frightened little body trembled, and she wanted to get up, but her shoulders were pressed down, and she tried to muster up her courage, but she was still weak: "Screenwriter Zeng, let go, don't touch me." ”

The little white rabbit bluffed and was afraid to cry, which greatly pleased the group of men present, and they liked such girls, who had a taste and were used to eating big fish and meat, and occasionally changed the taste, which was also very good.

"Here, Yeon-yeon, one more drink, one last one." Screenwriter Zeng persuaded with a smile, picked up a glass of wine and was about to pour her, and the stinky pig's hand was still on her shoulder.

Song Yiyan's frightened tears stayed directly, and she cried out loud: "I want to go home, I want to go home, my parents will be worried, you let me go!" ”

They're all bad guys!

They all want to bully her!

Forced her to drink, said those disgusting things to her, and touched her body!

She doesn't want to be here, she wants to go home!

When the men saw the girl crying, they looked at each other and laughed meaningfully.

Ling Sheng's violent temper is the most unbearable for this situation, let alone Song Yiyan, she would have come in if she had another person, she pushed the door directly, picked up two bottles of red wine from the cart next to her, and smiled at them: "Let go of her!" ”

She was wearing sunglasses, a mask, and a black windbreaker and hat, and when she stood up, she was sassy and handsome, and she was carrying two bottles of wine in her hand, like a big sister in the underworld.

"What are you?" Screenwriter Zeng sneered and pointed at her angrily: "Where did you come from, go back to Lao Tzu, do you think any cat or dog can come in here?" ”

"Zeng Tianqi is the screenwriter, right!" Ling Sheng's voice was full of laughter, and his eyes fell on the paws of the girl who was not honest: "Take your dog paws away, otherwise don't blame me for being unkind." ”

"Do you know who I am? You should know my identity too, so get out of here! Zeng Tianqi didn't expect that the person who came in still knew him, and directly scolded angrily.

doesn't have long eyes, and doesn't look at who is present, whether she can provoke it, she dares to speak wildly.

The people present didn't recognize Ling Sheng, but Song Yiyan recognized her at a glance, looking at her with red and swollen eyes for help, a little white rabbit alive, pitiful and helpless, her little body was still struggling, trying to break free.

"I see that everyone present is also a scene person, let's not make too much trouble, don't force me to do it." Ling Sheng couldn't wait to chop him off first, and then send him to prison for a few days.

The entertainment industry is really chaotic, but if you step on a horse, this is gathering crowds and obscenity, and you will gather crowds**qj, and they are all people with heads and faces, why don't you even want a face!

And judging by their virtue, they have definitely done this kind of thing not once or twice.

"What did we do?" Zeng Tianqi laughed out loud and raised his hand, arrogant without fear. Mobile phone users please browse and read, and a better reading experience comes from Aiwang.