The husband who agreed to marry suddenly became a clingy

Chapter 207 The Flower Language of Sunflowers
Alcohol tends to magnify people's desires and elevate their emotions.

The conversation at the dinner table was lively, and as it got darker and later, everyone's faces were flushed and drunk, talking about things they didn't dare to say in the past, and what they saw and heard in the film crew.

For example, which star is playing big names, which one has an affair with the director, and which one has special hobbies.

Chen Xingsa worried about his stomach drinking less, so he listened soberly to their breaking news one by one, and even the director told the unknown secrets in a daze.

Seeing that the director is still somewhat awake, she reminded him in his ear: "If someone exposes what happened today, if it traces back to here, I'm afraid something big will happen."

The director came back to his senses, knowing that today was a bit too much, and began to dismiss the staff with his mouth.

He took a few sips of cold water, and when the night breeze blew, he regained his sanity and raised his voice: "If you are short of performances in the future, you can come to me. Everyone had a good time today, and I hope you can sleep well when you go back. Don't stick to today."

This is to say that if you have fun today, you will forget about today's hilarity tomorrow. As long as you abide by your duties, it is easy to say that you can film later.

In fact, as long as they are smart people, they will not go out and talk nonsense, otherwise it will cause trouble, and it will be of no benefit to anyone.

Hearing his overtones, everyone rushed to say goodbye even though they were reluctant to part.

Chen Xingsa breathed a sigh of relief, "The director, we have also gone back. If you have any good scripts in the future, you can contact me again. Jiang Qionghuachao is fine. Now An Yu is also entering the film industry. If you don't mind, you can invite her. "

"Don't mind, don't mind."

Chen Xingsa can speak, and Jiang Qiong's current fame and status does not mean that he can be invited just by inviting him.

She has been in the entertainment industry for a long time, and she knows that she must be humble at all times. As long as others don't intentionally provoke her, she will uphold the idea of ​​making good friends.

That's why, Jiang Qiong only mentioned one thing to the director at the beginning, and he agreed. After all, for Chen Xingsa's sake, he was willing to give it a try.

The two exchanged a few more pleasantries, and she personally sent the director to the car.

A car drove up in the distance, Xu Qinggui opened the door: "Is it over?"

Chen Xingsa nodded and asked the driver to send Huachao and Xiaoyu back.

Xu Qinggui frowned slightly when he smelled the sweet wine on her body: "Have you been drinking? How is your stomach?"

"A little bit, it's okay." She leaned on him and blew in his ear, her eyes were slightly tired, and there was a lazy seductiveness: "Xu Qinggui."

He held her waist, looked sideways, and said softly, "Huh?"

"In the past, I always felt that I was good alone. I was invulnerable, and I was on my own. I was better than many men. I was the gold medal agent they said."

He interrupted: "You have me now."

She was full of smiles, and it was the first time she smiled like this: "Yes, I have you now."

Xu Qinggui put her on the co-pilot and leaned over to help her fasten her seat belt.

Chen Xingsa suddenly stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around his neck, the tails of his eyes were flushed, and his eyes were blurred.

He couldn't help but suffocate his breath, staring at her slightly parted red lips and eyes getting deeper.

She bent her lips quickly: "You..."

She turned her gaze and saw a figure in the distance looking this way curiously, and kissed his lips involuntarily.

I thought to myself, let's take a picture and show it to everyone, so that everyone will know that Xu Yue is mine.

Xu Qinggui was forced to bear her scorching temperature, but restrained his hands on her waist, maintaining this uncomfortable position.

When she felt that the time was almost up, she withdrew.

"go home."

His Adam's apple rolled: "Yeah."

Chen Xingsa never thought that she would be so happy to put herself on the trending list in a moment of enthusiasm, but she had uninstalled Weibo for a long time, and knew that it was Jiang Qiong's phone call.

Said that she was drunk and thirsty and kissed Xu Qinggui in the street.

hunger and thirst.

This word is too good to use.

In the end, Chen Xingsa uploaded Weibo back, not for himself, but for Huachao.

Huachao became a hot search because of a Reuters picture.

It's the profile picture taken in the classroom. The warm light hits half of his sleeping face, and the eyelashes are curled and thick. It's so beautiful that it doesn't look like a real person.

It is obvious to all that Hua Chao has a good-looking face. Chen Xingsa used to think that it was superficial to keep fans with his face, but now he found that Shentu is the fastest and most effective way to get a person out of the circle.

She quickly asked someone to write Hua Chao's draft, and found videos and photos of him dancing in middle and high school.

Sure enough, there are some people who are handsome since they were young.

Hua Chao's appearance is too shocking, and Jiang Qiong's "disaster pose" is not an exaggeration.

To be honest, if he wasn't following Chen Xingsa, I don't know how many old foxes he would be following now.

But this was followed by another problem, Hua Chao was going back to school.

Fortunately, it is a film academy, so it is not surprising that there are some slightly popular stars in it, but on the day of returning to school, there are still countless people gathered at the gate, waiting to block the flower tide.

Huachao Junior High School is at the level of a campus male god, but this is the first time I have seen such a big scene.

He was thinking about how he should deal with it, whether it was better to be aloof or kind.

Chen Xingsa thought of the group of young girls who were like wolves and tigers, "You can get along with the male students as usual, and the female students must keep their distance."

Xiaoyu asked: "In this case, will some fans say that Huachao is too high-ranking and indifferent to fans?"

The issue of pampering fans is indeed very troublesome. Jiang Qiong is very good to fans, especially female fans, but Hua Chao is a man.

Qiao Yi has always been a modest gentleman, treating fans with courtesy and kindness.

But they are different, Qiao Yi has the image of 'you can only watch from a distance but not play with it', and Hua Chao looks like seduce when he smiles at others.

She looked at Hua Chao's peach blossom eyes that would discharge when she bent slightly, and reiterated again: "Keep yourselves clean and keep aloof."

"As long as you are polite, petting fans will be a matter for large-scale occasions in the future. You must keep a distance from fans when you don't need to be open."

She explained again seriously: "There is also a very important point, you are not allowed to chat with fans privately, no matter what kind of private contact, you are not allowed, you know?"

Hua Chao nodded: "Don't worry, it won't happen."

Surrounded by a group of people, Huachao finally entered the campus with difficulty.

He had a lot of friends at school before, and I heard that he came back to say hello from a distance.

Hua Chao was not unfamiliar with anything, he used to punch and laugh with them, Chen Xingsa looked at these young people, feeling a little envious for a while.

——At the beginning, both she and Jiang Qiong hadn't finished college.

Chen Xingsa said goodbye to him and left, letting him study at school, endorsement and follow-up filming, and wait for her notice.

Huachao's campus life is the same as before, except that he often stares at his mobile phone, and his friend accidentally finds the note on his screen: sunflower.

When asked what was going on, he smiled and said, "It's my sister."

Others can't figure it out, since it's my sister, why should I note Sunflower.

Until someone said the truth: "I'm afraid it's not the real sister, but the sister I like."

Because the flower language of sunflower is crush.

(End of this chapter)