"Do you know how to discharge electricity to a boy?" Zhou Zhen asked again.

Fang Xinai finally came back to her senses a little, and subconsciously glanced at Song Canran.

The latter winked at her.

Smart, playful and encouraging.

Fang Xinai's heart suddenly settled down a lot.

"Director Zhou, what do you mean?"

"You are now facing a man who has been secretly in love for many years, but for some reason, not only can you not recognize him, but you also have to pretend to flirt with him sluttly......" Zhou Zhen explained a few words to her in a few words.

Although Fang Xinai didn't understand why he suddenly said this to himself, he wittily didn't ask.

After a moment of silence, what flashed in her mind was Song Canran's seductive eyes.

"Director Zhou, do you have any smoke on you?"

The answer is yes, Zhou Zhenzhubi is an old smoking gun, and she has long smelled the smell of smoke on his body.

Zhou Zhen didn't say anything, took out his cigarette case and handed it to her.

Fang Xinai took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, lit it with a lighter, lowered his head and took a puff, and then let out an earth-shattering coughing sound.

At some point, the bathroom suddenly became quiet, and everyone looked at Fang Xinai coughing violently there.

"Ahem......"

When she finally calmed down, her white little face was flushed, and tears came out of her eyes.

"Ahem, sorry, I'm a first-time smoker."

“……”

Zhou Zhen didn't say anything, and his expressionless face looked a little profound.

Fang Xinai wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, took a deep breath, and put the cigarette burning on her fingertips into her lips again.

"Director Zhou......" Xu Feifei's delicate voice suddenly sounded: "Can I ask who she is?" ”

Zhou Zhen turned his head to look at her, and at this time, Xu Feifei tidied up a little, her hair was not so messy, and her face was slightly messy, but her appearance was still very bleak.

He ignored her and turned his face back, Fang Xinai was raising his head towards him, his eyes were half-narrowed, and his beautiful red lips were slightly pursed.

As his face turned, she slowly opened her lips and spit a thin puff of cigarette in his face.

Her half-eyelid eyes slowly opened, and she looked up at him.

At the distance from each other, Zhou Zhen's Adam's apple rolled up and down, looking at the sudden spring color in her eyes.

Her cheeks were still stained crimson, and her eyes were misty.

It seems that there is no focus, but it makes people can't take their eyes off it.

Clean and charming, two diametrically opposed temperaments magically fused into Fang Xinai's eyes at this moment, which was dizzying.

"Director Zhou, is it okay?" Her voice was as soft as a whisper, and her full red lips were close at hand.

Zhou Zhen was silent, as if he had suddenly been pointed.

Song Canran looked up at this scene, and the corners of her mouth showed an old mother-like smile.

How could her vision be so good?

I really can't admire myself.

It was just a moment for Zhou Zhen to come back to his senses, looked at Fang Xinai seriously, turned his head to Song Canran and said, "You leave a contact information, go back and wait for my call." ”

"I'm afraid this is a bit of a problem," Song Canran spread his hands: "It's not a secret, we came from Beicheng, and we will fly back at 3 pm tomorrow." ”

"Let's change it."

"What day will I change to?" Director Zhou, can you give a positive answer, we are all poor, the price of goods in Haicheng is so high, although we are willing to dedicate ourselves to art, but you can't bear to see our two weak girls sleeping on the street? ”

Zhou Zhen had never seen someone kicking his nose in the face like this, and he glared at Song Canran, who smiled evilly at him.

"I'll call you tomorrow morning."

"OK," Song Cangran pointed at him, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was serious: "Director Zhou, I promise you that you will not regret your choice today." ”