Xu Qing soaked in the bathtub, her eyes closed, the warm water opened all her pores in an instant, soothing her tiredness little by little, this comfort fascinated her, and she didn't want to leave the bathtub for a while.

Consciousness is gradually stripped away......

The door was pushed open with a "squeak", and as soon as the man walked in, a burst of water mist came to his face, his brows were furrowed, and the mist was blown away by a wind current, so that Li Nian saw the woman sleeping in the bathtub at a glance.

Helplessly shaking his head and approaching, he picked her up horizontally, the two of them were skin to skin, and her soft skin rubbed against his upper body as if nothing was going on with the steps under his feet.

Gently put her on the bed and pulled up the quilt to cover her good figure.

Only then did he stare at her.

Out of the water hibiscus, this word is just right to describe her at this moment.

After a long time, Li seven years moved his body, went to bed, and fished the sleeping Xu Qing into his arms.

Xu Qingshen in the dream felt that he had been hovering between hot and cold, cold and swishing for a while, and hot like a volcano for a while.

When I woke up, it was already the next day, and my eyes were looking at the ceiling, and my mind suddenly flashed back to what had happened and what I had said last night.

"You have to be strong so that no one dares to bully you."

"Remember, behind you are the Xu family and I for seven years."

"If something happens, I'll take it for you, kill someone, and I'll sit for you in prison, you don't need to worry, understand?"

"Bully all the people who have bullied you back, no means are compromised."

"Well, I don't want to see you being bullied tonight."

A few words of strong encouragement made Xu Qing gasp, Seventh Brother was right, if she really wanted to take revenge back, then her thoughts must not be swayed and have a trace of concern.

Stretching out, he inadvertently touched the pillow next to him, and there was still a trace of warmth on the pillow, and he was suddenly surprised in his heart.

Brother Seven didn't leave last night? Did she share a bed with him?

Outside the bedroom, it was Anne's voice, "Love, get up for breakfast, we have to rush to the crew before nine o'clock." ”

Hearing this, Xu Qingshen raised his hand and patted his forehead, so he simply stopped thinking about it and got up to wash.

Brilliant film and television.

On the European-style sofa in the president's office, there are two men sitting in a row, one is Ye Bai in a white suit, and the other is Li Nian in casual clothes.

Sitting face-to-face is Chen Erxin, the screenwriter of "September City".

She put the script she had just revised between Li Qiqi and Ye Bai, "Mr. Ye, Li Ershao, do you think this will work?" ”

Li took the script for seven years, and his long legs overlapped comfortably.

The huge office was eerily quiet except for the small sound of the script being turned over.

For a long time, Li Nian put down the script under the gaze of Ye Bai and screenwriter Chen.

With his movements, Screenwriter Chen held his breath,

"The people of the ancient dynasty are very conservative, are you sure that your plot is in line with the three words of costume drama?"

Although his tone was faint, the aura emanating from his body was like Shura, giving people a huge sense of oppression.

After hearing this, screenwriter Chen instantly felt numb, and said stubbornly, "Li Ershao, the intimate scene at the beginning must be left, otherwise the plot behind it will not be connected." ”

When the words came out, there was silence.

The knobby fingers rested on their knees, tapping again and again.

"Uh, Brother Qi, why don't you ...... Want a good shot? ”