"We are boyfriend and girlfriend in the outside world, if you dislike me, your fans can drown you with a mouthful of spittle."

Bai Lian puffed out his cheeks, knowing that Luo Xiaoheng was joking.

Luo Xiaoheng took a sip of milk, he enjoyed the time he was spending with now, so why bother to break the relationship.

Ronton Fashion Week is known for its global presence where people from the fashion industry gather.

Bai Lian, as a star, is also busy in Lenton Fashion Week, going to endorsement shows, going to shoot in endorsement clothes, and walking the red carpet to attend banquets.

At the end of the day, she felt like she was all wasted.

When I walked into the suite, I simply lay down on the sofa.

Luo Xiaoheng came over and pinched Bai Lian's shoulder, "Are you comfortable?" ”

"Brother Luo's methods can open a store."

Bai Lian enjoyed the massage brought by Luo Xiaoheng very much, "I calculated, I can earn 500,000 yuan this time during the fashion week, and I will transfer it to you when the money arrives." ”

"Tip for your massage?"

"It's not enough to want a tip like this."

"Then what kind of service does Miss Bai want?" Luo Xiaoheng said close to Bai Lian's ear.

Bai Lian's face flushed, obviously she was going to tease, why did she blush so uselessly?

"Massage the soles of my feet, wearing ten-centimeter high heels a day is simply not something that people can bear."

Luo Xiaoheng looked at Bai Lian's pink feet, her height was tall, but her feet were not big, Luo Xiaoheng saw it on the day she ate Japanese food.

Holding Bai Lian's feet, Luo Xiaoheng followed the acupoints and massaged Bai Lian.

Bai Lian was a little drowsy.

Luo Xiaoheng looked at her closed eyes, straightened up in a ghostly manner, and kissed her on the side of her face.

Bai Lian moved, and Luo Weiheng went to the master bedroom of the hotel suite, and took out a blanket to cover Bai Lian.

When Bai Lian woke up, it was already dark, and Luo Xiaoheng had just come out of a shower after a meeting, "It's just right to wake up and eat." ”

"Brother Luo, have you ever seen a female artist who participated in Fashion Week eat a lot of food?"

"A zero-calorie meal just for you."

Bai Lian said: "Zero calories is a pseudo concept, I'll eat an apple today." ”

"If you succeed as a director, don't be a female artist anymore."

"That's for sure." Bai Lian smiled and said, "Brother Luo, you don't seem to be able to get fat no matter how much you eat, I see that your food is quite large." ”

"It's also very expensive. Luo Xiaoheng said, "If you are willing to exercise, you won't just eat a little bit." ”

Bai Lian stretched his waist, smelled the aroma of meat and ate the apples one by one, and said something in his mind, "This is not an apple, this is a fried chicken burger." ”

Luo Xiaoheng smiled and shook his head.

The next day, Bai Lian's work was much less, she ended her work early, and she was finally able to go back to the hotel, but it was not easy in the hotel, she had to ponder the lines and memorize the lines.

Bai Lian's habit is to memorize other people's lines, so that it will be natural when taking on the play.

The hotel has a hot sky swimming pool.

When Luo Xiaoheng came back, he carried Bai Lian, who was well-behaved and memorized lines, to the pool.

"Brother Luo, do you know how to swim?"

"I grew up in Ninghai." Luo Xiaoheng said, "I can swim in the sea, will you?" ”

"Yes, I have a set of endorsements that are done underwater, and I hold my breath very well."

"Then I won't force you to go to the gym tonight, just swim."

Bai Lian jumped out of the pool, opened the tablet and took a lot of photos of himself and Luo Xiaoheng, and selected nine of them and posted them.

Harvest the envy and jealousy of the masses.

"What were you doing?"

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