CEO's Top Lover

In fact, the clothes on her body are not bad. After all, with her temperament, the collocation of shirt and jeans will not reduce her points and make good use of it. On the contrary, it can set off her purity, but the shoes are a little casual

Just thinking about letting Xiaoyu go to a nearby store to buy a suitable pair of shoes to wear first, suddenly a pair of off white high-heeled shoes were thrown at her feet. Looking up, she saw an Zisheng with a look of disgust.

"At least it's a play that I'm starring in. My friend who doesn't want to help is this virtue."

Zhao Xin language hesitated, or picked up the shoes, said to him: "thank you."

But an Zisheng turned his face. Without looking at Zhao Xinyu, he turned and went out.

"Change it quickly. I'll wait for you at the entrance." With that, Meng went out after an Zisheng.

Zhao Xinyu sat down, took off his cloth shoes, and tried the shoes that Zisheng had brought. It was just right.

Eyes twinkle, Zhao Xin language some don't understand, clearly hate her, hate to death, why to help her? What to say is that she is afraid of humiliation. In fact, she is just playing a side drum. How can she influence his starring role And how does he know what size shoes she's wearing?

It's no use thinking so much now. Zhao Xinyu puts down his doubts and unties the bottom two buttons of his shirt. Then he rolls up his shirt a little to show his flat and white belly. He loosens a knot on his navel.

After thinking about it, Zhao Xinyu bent down again and rolled up her trouser legs two times, revealing her slender ankles.

"would you like to remove the earrings and replace the eyeshadow and lip gloss with the naked ones?" Small fish see Zhao Xin language action, hesitant to propose.

has decided to dress up a little bit more fresh, so the excess of earrings can be removed, and lip gloss and eye shadow are likely to conflict with this dress.

nodded her head and took off the earrings herself. Then she chose an eye shadow with a pale pink lip gloss and skin color, so that the little fish could help her to row.

When Zhao Xinyu finally packed up and arrived at the entrance, Meng Jie saw her for a moment, and her eyes flashed a trace of appreciation.

"Hurry in, it's coming to an end."

Zhao Xinyu finally straightened her hair, took a deep breath without being noticed, and then lifted the black curtain. The bright light made her a little uncomfortable.

In the middle of the curtain is a small temporary stage, on which stand several main actors of the online drama, including an Zisheng and LAN Lin. it seems that they are lovers in the play, standing very close and acting very closely.

Near the stage, there are several small platforms for two people only, which are for friends to interview.

The whole venue was filled with reporters from various entertainment magazines, and the flash hardly stopped, but their focus was mainly on the middle stage.

Fish looked around, found the star exclusive platform, led Zhao Xin language in the past.

When Zhao Xinyu stood on the stage, no reporter noticed her. Zhao Xinyu was a little embarrassed, but she kept a faint smile on her face.

On the stage, an Zisheng seemed to notice her situation and suddenly showed her a sarcastic smile. Zhao Xinyu saw it, but didn't see it. He still kept the posture and the smile. It looked like a quiet sculpture from a distance.

As soon as an Zisheng's eyes darkened, he suddenly thought of something and gave a sneer. Then he said to the reporter who had just asked a question in front of him and was waiting for him to answer: "if I can insist on completing this play, I have to thank someone."

An Zisheng, who has always been arrogant, said such words, which immediately calmed down the reporters around him, waiting for him to write down.

Standing on the other side, Zhao Xinyu didn't hear what an Zisheng said, but suddenly he had a bad premonition. He didn't even think about it. He came down from the stage and went out.

Compared with embarrassing in public, she would rather give up this opportunity, the big deal is to get the film appointment later.

However, the field was small, but many people came unexpectedly. Zhao Xinyu moved forward with difficulty in the crowd, which was better than an Zisheng's mouth.

"Muxiran, where do you want to go, I want to thank you?" An Zisheng brings up a smile of unknown meaning and closely looks at Zhao Xinyu's tall but thin figure.

Along with an Zisheng's eyes, everyone looked in the past. Feeling all kinds of eyes from around, Zhao Xinyu stops and lowers her head slightly. Her eyes are covered by the falling short hair. She doesn't know what she is thinking.

After a while, it seems that after a century, Zhao Xinyu suddenly looks up, with a bright smile on his face, turns around and looks at an Zisheng.

At that moment, an Zisheng was stunned, but the next second, he turned back to the invincible little prince on the screen.

LAN Lin, who has been standing beside an Zisheng, certainly sees Zhao Xinyu, but she just frowns slightly and doesn't recognize her. She just thinks she looks familiar.

Zhao Xinyu clenched his right hand tightly. His nails were embedded in the skin and flesh. It was painful, but it could also keep his mind awake.

She calmly raises her thin chin. Zhao Xin looks at an Zisheng and suddenly steps forward. People in front of her step aside. She is like a queen, stepping on the red carpet step by step towards the bright stage.An Zisheng narrowed his eyes, and there was a trace of reluctance on his face. This hateful woman seems to be looking at him, but her eyes are not on him at all!

Finally stepped onto the stage, Zhao Xinyu ignored the Lanlin who had been looking at her, just looked at an Zisheng and said slowly: "I thought you forgot me."

For the two people with some ambiguous words, how can the underground reporters miss this wonderful opportunity? The flash light is like a machine gun.

"Why, I've been thinking about you." An Zisheng looks at her. His eyes are as deep as a lake. Even though he smiles gently, Zhao Xinyu feels a little cool.

In response to an Zisheng's gentle smile, Zhao Xinyu turned to the underground reporter and introduced himself: "Hello, everyone. My name is mu Xiran. I'm a good friend with an Zisheng and I work under Xinghui."

Immediately, a smart reporter pointed the microphone at an Zisheng and quickly asked a question: "an Zisheng, do you really have the same relationship with her, just friends?"

An Zisheng turned to look at Zhao Xinyu, noticed that she was slightly wrinkled, and said with a smile, "how can it be that she and I are not friends at all?"

There was an uproar at the bottom, and immediately a reporter asked Zhao Xin, "is Mu Xi ran right? I haven't heard of your name before. Why do you say that you are his friend at an Zisheng's press conference this time? "

Zhao Xin language some flustered, looked at an Zisheng one eye, just want to say what to round words, one side of LAN Lin suddenly said: "childhood sister!"

The noisy venue was quiet again. A new reporter secretly asked, "who was your childhood?"

"Don't you know? It's the actress who disappeared five years ago because she was entangled with several famous men

After hearing what the reporter said, Zhao Xin's face did not change, but an Zisheng saw a trace of panic in her eyes.

"Sister, how come you didn't tell me when you came back? You don't know how much I miss my sister in the five years when you disappeared." LAN Lin with a happy smile, ran to the other side of Zhao Xin language, holding her hand, the tone is very intimate.

But Zhao Xinyu knows how much Lanlin hates her. Otherwise, she won't insert her nails into her palm. The pain makes her face change.

"I'm sorry, I think you're mistaken. My name is muxilan." Zhao Xinyu calmly replied, and quietly pulled out his hand, slightly curled up, do not let the warm liquid flow out.

Is also by Zhao Xin language calm bluff live, LAN Lin some uncertain to look at Zhao Xin language face, eyes in the cloudy and sunny uncertain, mouth with a trace of sadness: "childhood sister is strange LAN Lin was not sensible, said some sister's private affairs, so now do not want to recognize me?"

Think of the things Lanlin did before, Zhao Xinyu's mood is a little impetuous, the tone is also a little cold: "sorry, I don't know what you're talking about."

"Isn't it really my childhood sister?"

"I think you're mistaken. She wasn't that infamous childhood." An Zisheng suddenly reaches out his hand and holds Zhao Xinyu in his arms. He looks at LAN Lin coldly.

Then he glanced around the field, raised the corner of his mouth, raised Zhao Xinyu's chin, and said gently, "we're not friends, but girlfriends. How can we say clearly that we are friends?"

Zhao Xin language stare big eyes, can't believe to look at an Zisheng, in the heart only one thought: is he crazy?

Satisfied to see Zhao Xinyu's astonished expression, an Zisheng feels much more cheerful, but

Raise Zhao Xin language by LAN Lin pinch bleeding hand, an Zisheng with a kind of want to kill eyes to LAN Lin, deep voice said: "Lan Lin, you so to my girlfriend, is not a bit too much?"

It seems that it is to cheer on an Zisheng's words. Just then, a drop of blood drops down and falls on the smooth floor.

Just Lanlin pulled Zhao Xinyu's hand is obvious to all, and close to the reporter even saw Lanlin's crystal armor stained with a touch of red.

Lanlin's face was a little ugly immediately, but as soon as she saw the next cameras, Lanlin suddenly changed back to her neighbor's sister, bowed her head and apologized with guilt: "yes, I'm sorry. I thought it was my childhood sister who came back, so I was too excited. I didn't notice my nails, so I just..."

Looking up, shuilingling's eyes were full of tears. Looking at Zhao Xinyu, Lanlin sobbed: "if sister Xiran is not happy, just pinch it back..." Finish saying to stretch out the hand like green onion to Zhao Xin language body front.

Zhao Xinyu pushed an Zisheng, but he held him more tightly. In the face of so many reporters, Zhao Xinyu couldn't get angry on the spot, so he had to nestle in an Zisheng's arms and say to LAN Lin lightly, "no, don't admit me wrong next time. I hate being recognized as a childhood."

"Well, I know, sister Xiran. Thank you, sister Xiran." LAN Lin bowed formally to Zhao Xin Yu, then raised her hand to wipe her tears.