"Knock knock!"

There was a knock on the door.

Wang Kun motioned for the egret to open the door.

The egret staggered to open the door, and the smile on Jiang Hongbo's face, who was still charming outside the door, froze slightly after seeing the egret.

Bai Lu greeted his seniors very politely, "Hello Mr. Jiang." ”

Jiang Hongbo's husband is a well-known director in the film industry, Cheng Guixing, but he is not something that a transparent little artist can offend.

Jiang Hongbo nodded at the egret with a smile, "Hello, is Director Wang here?" ”

The egret hurriedly turned sideways, "Yes, Mr. Jiang, please come in." ”

After Jiang Hongbo walked into the room, the egret closed the door and followed Jiang Hongbo like a little follower.

Wang Kun stood up and said hello, "Teacher Jiang, I haven't seen you for a long time, I miss it very much." ”

Jiang Hongbo had a heartfelt smile in his eyes, a pair of flowing eyes looked at Wang Kun intently, and said softly: "Director Wang, it won't be long, I haven't seen you for a few months." ”

Wang Kun punned on the words: "If you don't see each other for a day, it's like three autumns, let alone a few months." ”

A pair of aggressive eyes fell on Jiang Hongbo's graceful and delicate body.

Jiang Hongbo permed her slightly curly medium-length hair and wore a printed cheongsam, as if she had come out of the picture scroll of the Republic of China.

Elegant, intellectual, mature with a touch of femininity.

"Director Wang, you can really speak, my forty-five-year-old aunt, what do you have to think."

Jiang Hongbo covered his mouth and chuckled, even if he put a lot of effort into maintenance, but in the end, age is a hard injury, and when he laughed, crow's feet appeared on his eyebrows and eyes, which were as thin as hair, with this cheongsam, not only did not lose color, but had more charm.

The egret on the side felt that the atmosphere was a little weird, but he didn't dare to say anything, and he lowered his head and became a transparent person.

No matter who it is, the egret can't afford to offend.

The best thing to do is to pretend that you don't know anything.

Wang Kun's eyes fell on the egret, "Egret, you go back and think more about the script, and think more about my words tonight." ”

The egret was like an amnesty, "Knowing Director Wang, then I'll go first." ”

The egret left without looking back.

Jiang Hongbo took a catwalk, stepped forward, sat on Wang Kun's lap, put his hands around Wang Kun's neck, put his head close to Wang Kun's ear, and said angrily: "Director Wang, look at you scared the little girl." ”

Wang Kun picked up Jiang Hongbo's chin and wondered, "Am I that scary?" ”

Jiang Hongbo stretched out her slender fingers, drew circles on Wang Kun's chest, and said with a smile: "Director Wang, you are now a well-known director of TV dramas, and you have the power of life and death of female artists in the crew. ”

Wang Kun teased: "Mr. Jiang, you are also an actor in the crew, and I am in charge of life and death, Mr. Jiang, are you afraid of me?" ”

Jiang Hongbo clamped his voice and said coquettishly: "I'm afraid, people are so scared, so this is not rushing to please Director Wang." ”

Wang Kun lowered his head, his eyes were full of fire, "Teacher Jiang, have you missed me these days?" ”

Jiang Hongbo looked at Wang Kun stupidly and said softly, "I think about it." ”

Wang Kun had a wicked smile on his face, "Where do you think?" ”

Jiang Hongbo looked shy, and gently hammered Wang Kun with his small fist, "You hate it~"

is obviously a forty-five-year-old aunt, but now she looks like a girl's shyness, not only does not look disgusting and pretentious, but has a different style.

Wang Kun was about to move, and called Jiang Hongbo softly, "Teacher Jiang." ”

A flush appeared on Jiang Hongbo's face, and his breathing became heavier, "Don't call the teacher." ”

Wang Kun was puzzled: "What is that calling you?" ”

Jiang Hongbo closed his eyes, his long eyelashes fluttered, and his voice was like a gnat: "Call me Auntie~"

Wang Kun was stunned for a moment, and then quipped: "I didn't expect my aunt to like this tune." ”

Jiang Hongbo muttered, "Don't you like it?" ”

During the filming of "Miyue", Jiang Hongbo discovered Wang Kun's little habits and preferred role-playing.

Wang Kun reached into the hem of his skirt and looked playful: "Aunt Ming, you like it yourself." ”

Jiang Hongbo twisted his waist and wanted to cover up and said, "Nonsense, I. . . I don't like it! ”

Wang Kun withdrew his hand and shook it in front of Jiang Hongbo, "Really? I don't believe it! ”

Jiang Hongbo looked embarrassed and couldn't raise his head in shame.

Wang Kun touched Jiang Hongbo's head and said seriously: "Auntie, your hair grows really fast, and the hair quality is good, soft and smooth, and it doesn't prick your hands." ”

"My hair is quite long, etc.!" Jiang Hongbo snuggled in Wang Kun's arms like a kitten, and replied seriously, halfway through the words, Jiang Hongbo suddenly felt that something was wrong.

When he raised his head, he saw Wang Kunzheng looking at him meaningfully.

Jiang Hongbo instantly understood!

"Auntie, pay attention to personal hygiene, forget it, let me help you."

Wang Kun let go of Jiang Hongbo and got up, walked to the suitcase, squatted down and rummaged through.

Jiang Hongbo was weak, as if in a dream: "Don't~"

Wang Kuntou didn't come back: "It's not troublesome, it's just a matter of effort." ”

Jiang Hongbo: ...

Am I talking about things that are not troublesome?

I shaved my hair last time, and I was worried all day after I went home, for fear of being discovered by the family and it would be difficult to explain.

Fortunately, the one at home is old and can't do anything.

I haven't touched myself for months.

That's how to get by.

Now that you've just stocked it up, you're going to shave it again?

Jiang Hongbo was numb.

I wanted to stop it, but looking at Wang Kun, who was full of interest and happy like a child, Jiang Hongbo also relented.

Forget it, let him do it. ’

Jiang Hongbo sighed, he must have owed him in his previous life, he was really a small wrongdoer, he was looking for himself to collect debts.

Wang Kun carries an electric shaver and a blade razor with him.

At times like these, blade shavers come in handy, after all, electric shavers are a bit of a stretch.

Wang Kun walked into the toilet and first wet the towel with hot water and applied a hot compress.

Jiang Hongbo's delicate body trembled, the temperature was too high, and it was a little hot.

In just about a minute, Wang Kun took off the towel.

After Wang Kun took off the towel, he teased: "Hey, it's a matter of saving foaming agent." ”

Jiang Hongbo was ashamed.

Wang Kun's expression became serious, holding the blade razor, and carefully scraping it.

"Zizi!"

The sharp blade easily cuts through the hairs, and the friction between the blade and the stubble makes a subtle sizzling sound.

Wang Kun's eyes are quick and his hands are quick, and he is like a god when he stabs down.

Without the slightest pause, all in one go.

In just a minute or two, Wang Kun put away the knife.

As soon as the wind blew, Jiang Hongbo only felt a little cold.

Wang Kun looked at his achievements with admiration, and said loudly: "Auntie is already well, you can open your eyes, and accept it." ”

Jiang Hongbo's face was red, a mist rose in his eyes, and he said coquettishly: "Little villain, you know how to fool me~"

Wang Kun was righteous and awe-inspiring, and his words were convincing: "I'm thinking about my aunt's health." ”

(End of chapter)