Qiao Zhimo half-knelt on the bed, his fair skin bruised and purple. Long black hair hung down on the messy futon, and red hundred-dollar papers were scattered around it.

Her fox-like eyes were raised, the tear mole below the corner of her left eye outlined a hint of charm, and when she held up her phone and looked up at the man in front of her, it seemed to imply some kind of secret invitation.

The man's gaze lingered on the tear mole at the end of her eye for a moment, then moved to the clearly visible image on her phone.

There was a low pant and a soft groan from the mobile phone, Qiao Zhimo listened to the voice, and his eyes couldn't help but look at the man's bare chest due to the unbuttoned shirt.

There were a few pink scratches from when she was emotional.

Traces and sounds combined, she couldn't help but think of the picture of the two of them entangled and blended just now, her face was hot, and she quickly looked away, focusing on the man's face.

"Director Pei, I wonder if this video will cause a sensation if it circulates on the Internet?"

Tonight is the awards feast, taking advantage of the crowd and miscellaneous, Qiao Zhimo drugged the cup of the actor Jiang Yufeng, and was ready to wait in his room, originally wanted to climb on him, but unexpectedly an accident happened.

It wasn't until ten minutes ago, after turning on the lights, that she knew she had slept with the wrong person.

Pei Shiyan is a rich and famous ghost director in the circle, but he has a cold personality and a bad temper and is difficult to get along with.

After knowing that he was being used as a stand-in for a one-night stand, he immediately put on his clothes and refused Qiao Zhimo's request to ask for the role, threw all the cash in her wallet, and planned to leave.

Qiao Zhimo had no choice but to take out the video he had just recorded.

"Miss Qiao, you are also one of the protagonists." Pei Shiyan threw away the phone, stuck Qiao Zhimo's neck, stared at her with gloomy eyes, and reminded.

"But I'm just a little transparent, how can I have Director Pei's influence, if I am recognized, maybe I can increase my popularity." Qiao Zhimo barely managed to stabilize his breath and said strongly and calmly.

No one likes to make their indecent videos public, especially for characters with heads and faces like Pei Shiyan.

The air conditioner hanging on the wall dutifully exuded a cool air, but Pei Shiyan's eyes were colder than this cool air.

His fingers retracted, Qiao Zhimo's face turned red with difficulty breathing, and his eyes rippled, looking pitiful and about to shatter.

But Pei Shiyan was not moved at all.

His eyes were slightly lowered, the corners of his lips were pressed down, and every contour line of his face had a sharp chill as he collided with her gaze in the air.

Just when Qiao Zhimo thought he was about to be strangled to death, the landline on the bedside table rang.

Pei Shiyan's eyes darkened, and he let go of her as if he had just woken up from a dream, and bent down to pick up the phone.

Qiao Zhimo lost his strength and fell on the bed, clutching his neck and coughing.

Immediately afterward, she heard the voice of the room service official.

"Hello Mr. Pei, room 6212 has been packed, do you want to come over now?"

"Hmm."

"Okay, then we'll go over and clean room 6217 later."

Qiao Zhimo's coughing voice gradually became smaller, she remembered that the room they were in at the moment was 6217, she panicked, and subconsciously grabbed Pei Shiyan's wrist.

Pei Shiyan glanced at her and said to the other end of the phone: "Don't worry, come back tomorrow morning, Jiang Yufeng won't come back tonight." ”

The hotel is based on the needs of customers, and Pei Shiyan said that they don't need to clean, so they naturally won't come.

After hanging up the phone, Qiao Zhimo looked up and met Pei Shiyan's sneering gaze, "It turns out that Miss Qiao still knows to be afraid." ”

Qiao Zhimo let go of his hand: "I'm afraid that someone will see the misunderstanding, and it will not be good for Director Pei's reputation to spread it randomly." ”

Pei Shiyan snorted undeniably, and buttoned all the buttons of his shirt to cover those pink marks that caused reverie.

He stared at Qiao Zhimo condescendingly, and his tone was calm, "Delete the video and shut up, and clean up here." If you want a role, don't appear in front of me in the future. ”

Qiao Zhimo responded obediently: "Okay."

She deleted the video in front of him and broke the camera's memory card in half.

Pei Shiyan took his coat and left satisfied.