Almost in the next second, the internationally famous Xu Da tour guide was grabbed by the collar.

"Heheda, Xu Jiangzhou, you owe a beating! Knowing that my temper still provokes me, I see that you are a stable life for a long time! ”

Director Xu, who has countless experience of being beaten, burst out with a strong desire to survive in an instant, and relented in the next second, "Alas, don't, don't fight!" Brother is wrong, brother knows that it is wrong, it is not okay, there is still casting here..."

……

At this time, a young man with a long figure walked in with long legs, and the moment the young man pushed open the glass door. All eyes were on him, as if he didn't notice or didn't care.

The pace is model, the demeanor is elegant, as if there is a charm that people can't take their eyes off.

Finally, the youth's footsteps stopped.

stopped in front of Xu Jiangzhou and Jiang Ran.

Looking at the elegant and calm person in front of him, Jiang Ran's body instantly stiffened, and his gaze was dull for a moment.

"Smack!"

The phone fell to the ground.

I saw the young man bend down and bow slightly, raise his eyes, hook the corners of his lips, and suddenly a smile spread to the corners of his eyes, and the gentle and elegant temperament around him looked very elegant, and his unfazed star eyes were shining, and he lightly opened his lips: "Ah Qi, I remember that you asked me about the meaning of my name...... I wish you a lifetime of morning and twilight, and accompany you to enjoy the splendid ten miles. ”

At that moment, Jiang Ran suddenly looked up at his affectionate eyes, almost drowning.

"I ......"

seemed to be afraid that the sweetheart in front of him would reject his mind, and his eyes drooped slightly: "Ah Qi can understand my mind......"

With a bit of restraint and youthfulness, like a young man who has just opened his love, he likes his sweetheart like innocent and flawless like a blank sheet of paper, and every word must be considered in his heart.

The slightly youthful voice is like a breeze warm wine, and the affectionate peach blossom eyes are drowning finger wrapping gentleness.

She was the only one in his eyes at the moment.

Mo Shangren is like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world.

The plot scenes in the original book appeared in my eyes, and the person standing in front of me seemed to be the young man in a straw hat and white clothes with fluttering clothes.

is not the ruthless and complicated Lin Baiyi after going through hardships, not the sinister and cunning son of the dead country who survived under humiliation and oppression.

At this moment, his eyes are so clean, and Jiang Ran, who wrote the original book, can't help but be stunned for a moment, what kind of perfect person can be worthy of such clean and affectionate eyes.

But in the next moment, the perfect and pure handsome boy was distorted.

The clean smile on Hua Yin's handsome face suddenly became weird, her eyes became more and more distorted and arrogant, and her narrowed eyes were deep and dangerous, like a beast dormant in the dark night, as if she was going to be eaten alive in the next moment.

Only that moment, fleeting.

Jiang Ran's pupils shrank suddenly, and he was shocked: Such a fast character switch!

wanted to take a step back to connect with the plot but lost his center of gravity, and couldn't help but lean back and fall into the arms of the youth.

The moment Hua Yin pulled her into his arms, a bright smile bloomed on his face, which seemed to be comparable to the smile when he confessed to Fang Cai, but it was a little weird when he looked closely.

"What's the matter, is Ah Qi not feeling well today?"

A greeting that is not salty or light, but it is particularly panicked.

The young man's skeletal hand pressed against her head, and the moist breath slapped against her neck, inadvertently causing her to tremble.

The heartwarming picture is extremely terrifying and terrifying.

Gentleness was still sprinkled on his face, but it was a little different. It's like the dark possessiveness that can't be suppressed under the eyes.

and the low, hoarse and shivering voice, "Why don't you speak......"