Electro-optical Phantom [Entertainment]

Xiang Xiaoyuan knows that she is not very comfortable in acting in a love scene. However, Ling Yao in "Drunk and Happy" is a lover and lacks emotional experience. She can only do some desk hard work, starting from her growth environment, personality, preferences, and analysis. Why would she like male protagonists.

The trouble is that scripts, like books, are love at first sight.

Love at first sight is the most troublesome. Although it's all about seeing it, it's not easy to act. You can't act as a squint female gangster, right?

She has no experience of falling in love at first sight, bothersome!

Xiaoyuan couldn't help yawning, his eyes were so sleepy.

Suddenly, she turned her head to the side and looked to the side. Wei Zhuang didn't know when she left.

She stood up, turned her neck, loosened her muscles and bones, and put the script away. Going out, there is no sound when stepping on the sound-absorbing carpet. There are so many bedrooms here, and I don't know where Wei Zhuang has gone.

I checked the time, at midnight, the boss has worked hard all day, so I should go to rest.

Xiaoyuan felt that her guess should not be more than ten, which was just what she wanted. She remembered the text message that Secretary Gao had sent her just now and looked for the first bedroom. She didn't know which one it was. She opened a door nearby, a small living room, and then opened it, and saw a bedroom with a walk-in cloakroom full of girls' clothes.

Three silk pajamas, several sets of dresses, and matching outerwear are all the youthful colors of macarons, and they are all famous brands.

She looked over and admired it for a while, and felt that Assistant Gao's taste was good. When she looked at the clothes, she was very suitable for a sweet little princess girl. She didn't know if Assistant Gao had a misunderstanding of her temperament, or whether Wei Zhuang had this type before. The "subscriber"?

Suddenly, a scene of Wang Ji wearing a macaron dress flashed through her mind, making her amused herself.

It's her.

Opened another closet, but there were a lot of seasonal clothes, shirts, sweaters, sweaters and jeans. This is much more everyday, more like the style she wears.

Gao Tezhu really bothered!

Xiaoyuan picked a gray-purple silk nightdress and put it on the bed, took her private clothes, and walked to the bathroom while **** and entering the bathroom.

The bathroom is very spacious, with a bathtub and a shower stall. The small garden opened the glass cabinet and was surprised by the number of rows of high-level toiletries. He closed his eyes and picked a bottle.

Byredo's LaTulipe, tulip flower. She smelled it, the breath of spring, like the lingering breath left by the morning dew on the petals.

She stepped into the shower with bare feet to take a bath, and the warm steam sprinkled down and wrapped her, Xiao Yuan raised her face and let out a comfortable sigh.

The floral scent of the shower gel is very advanced and fresh, with a slightly sweet scent at the end, which is not greasy and soothes the body and mind. She washed for a while, turned off the shower, wrapped a bath towel, stepped outside, and dried her hair.

There is a complete set of skin care in the cabinet of the washstand, and it is a very high-end brand. Xiaoyuan wiped his face, and walked out of the bathroom barefoot. Just when he put on his nightdress, he noticed something.

She recognizes the bed.

The two-meter bed in the room is placed in the middle. It is not easy to move. Her bed must be placed against the wall. In the past, if she didn't have this condition in filming, she could sleep with her own pillow.

At twelve-thirty midnight, the already sleepy Xiaoyuan fan was wondering if she could move the two-meter bed on her own.

"what's happenin?"

Under the light, Xiaoyuan saw that Wei Zhuang was wearing a silver-gray long-sleeved nightdress that was as long as her ankle, and Shan Shandi walked towards her a few steps.

The first time I saw her wearing a skirt, wearing clothes that weren't black, it might be the relationship after the shower. There was a slightly moisturizing and warm aura all over the body, which was a bit different from the usual cold and alienated appearance.

"Um... it's nothing," Xiaoyuan suddenly held back, "you haven't rested yet?"

Wei Zhuang did not answer, but just looked at her.

Xiao Yuan was a little uncomfortable under her gaze, and turned away.

The gray-purple nightdress especially matched her white skin, the length only reached the knees, revealing a pair of light and white calves. The silk fabric clings to her curves emptily, with a feminine style and a delicate girlish feeling. Both are very rare and very tempting.

The two of them didn't speak, there seemed to be something quiet and unspeakable flowing in the air.

Xiaoyuan perceives something instinctively, but can't tell what it is, and can't tell how it feels.

"Wei..." She couldn't hold back under this kind of atmosphere and psychology. As soon as she opened her mouth, Wei Zhuang walked towards her. Xiao Yuan stared at the hem of the moving skirt, waiting for her to react. Has come to the front.

Xiaoyuan took a breath and took a step back subconsciously.

Why are you suddenly nervous at this time? What can happen? Everyone is a woman...

I think so, but my heart beats wildly, she took a step back, the silver-gray skirt was quiet, and also took a step forward, she retreated, she entered, and within a few steps, Xiaoyuan’s heel touched To the wall.

There was no retreat, and in the blink of an eye, Wei Zhuang arrived in front of him.

Too close, you can smell the scent of Wei Zhuang's body wash, a little woody sandalwood scent, and a little iris at the end, which is very quiet and arrogant. There is still a smell in the air. A little bit of warm and moist feeling may come from Wei Zhuang's semi-long curly hair that is not completely dry.

Xiao Yuan's heart screamed, don't be nervous, don't be nervous, but her trembling eyelashes and heavy breathing revealed her nervousness. She didn't speak, and Wei Zhuang didn't speak. Her back was against the wall, and Wei Zhuang's figure half a head taller than her covered her.

Wall dong?

Wei Zhuang didn't "bang" her either, her hands were hanging on her waist.

What are you going to do?

Xiaoyuan grew bold, raised his head, eyes facing each other.

The jet-black eyes fixed on themselves, their eyes were clear and deep, as if they could reflect their own shadows, thinking they saw them, but when they looked closely, they still looked like Wei Zhuang.

Her eyes are difficult to read, and they have inexplicable suction, which can draw people over and draw them into her arms.

Xiaoyuan shook abruptly, as if silk was blowing across her shoulders, she took a deep breath, and the delicate collarbones on both sides of her neck jumped up.

Wei Zhuang bowed his head, leaned forward slightly, moved his face close to her neck, and faintly breathed.

Xiaoyuan stiffened all over.

She had talked about her boyfriend, her first love in college, and when the two were intimate occasionally, if he touched her neck, he would be pushed away reflexively by Xiaoyuan. Because her neck, as well as the skin on the back, including the chin, are particularly ticklish, and will rebound conditionedly when touched.

Wei Zhuang didn't do anything now, she just leaned against her neck, seeming to smell her own body? What she was still doing, Xiaoyuan couldn't bear it anymore, she turned her head to the side, feeling that she was getting goose bumps.

She drew back quietly, and Wei Zhuang snorted as if there was nothing. Xiaoyuan immediately became a puppet, not daring to move, letting the fragrance of Wei Zhuang diffuse in the air around them.

Her hair seemed to stick to her shoulders, back, and down to her neck, fluffy, itchy, and soft like dandelion tentacles.

Xiaoyuan is about to cry.

"Mr. Wei..." She finally found her voice and shouted in a low voice.

"You have appeared in front of me many times..." Wei Zhuang finally spoke, maybe because she was too close, or her senses were too sensitive. For a moment, Xiaoyuan felt that this was like a movie line, she needed to remember movie lines.

"..." Xiaoyuan couldn't think of how to pick up this movie line. This is Wei Zhuang's script. She didn't know how to participate. Her thoughts were once again disrupted by her next actions.

She portrayed her across the clothes, starting from the waist, and slowly reaching to her rib line, gently rubbing the tender and beautiful ups and downs. Her movements are very slow, and there are many pauses in the middle. She doesn't feel too erotic, like a visit of appreciation. If there is no strength, the breeze will blow.

There should be no traces of being blown, but the temperature from her fingertips is like a flame, igniting the air around her, Xiaoyuan's breathing becomes less and less smooth, and her cheeks blur a little, and gradually spread. Come.

She instinctively shrank back, she couldn't shrink into the wall, her neck was hot, she finally found her hand, pushed her head inwardly, and when she touched it, she was wrapped in a layer of flexibility and thin. Scapula.

Wei Zhuang's movements stopped abruptly, and she took a step back, her pressure plummeted, the fragrance of her in the air thinned, and Xiao Yuan seemed to be able to breathe. It's just that she's still a little confused, and she didn't realize what happened just now.

There are no signs or hints, no transitional movements and words, as if it were slow, as if it were fast. There was a mess in her mind, she didn't know the reason, and she just stared at Wei Village in a daze.

The opponent's dark eyes flashed, stared at her for two seconds, and whispered:

"have a rest."

Before Xiaoyuan could reply, she turned and walked out.

Xiaoyuan followed her feet for several seconds, and when the silver-gray skirt disappeared in the doorway, she awoke with a big breath.

She felt that her legs were a little soft, so she simply squatted down.

Is this the "obligation" that Party B must fulfill in the contract?

So just now Wei Zhuang stopped as soon as she was pushed by her. Isn't it true that she didn't "force" her?

She is not a casual little girl, she has also talked about her boyfriend, and through intimate moments, the process should be first to have a decent love story to drive the atmosphere, kiss, and then gradually find the feeling, right?

Xiaoyuan started to bite her thumbs. It happened several years ago, and only once. In the end, she couldn't even talk about pleasure, and she didn't even remember the process.

Anyway, this is not the process.

Is it different between women?

Xiaoyuan was a little bit upset, and knew she had been filming "I Love You!" When she was on the Internet, she should check LGBT information more carefully. Maybe it will come in handy just now!

She touched her face and neck uncomfortably. What happened to herself just now?

The feeling of being surrounded by the breath of Wei Zhuang doesn't seem too bad...

Xiaoyuan covered her entire face with her hands, and shook her head. There was too much information and his mind was overloaded.

In any case, she was the only one in the room now, and the night was already late, and she didn't want to move the bed anymore, so she just climbed onto the bed.

The bedside table has an IPad, which can control the temperature and lighting, as well as curtains. She studied it, adjusted everything to the level that she felt comfortable, and fell asleep under the covers.

This bed was very comfortable for the back, but it was still an unfamiliar and too wide bed. She couldn't fall asleep over and over again. She could only sit up. The bed was out of space, and the environment was too unfamiliar, and it felt a bit permeating.

The light is soothing and quiet, the pillow has a faint lavender fragrance, and the room temperature is moderate, so you can't sleep.

She thought for a while, got out of bed, and moved the quilt pillows down. She leaned on the bed and slept on the carpet, with one pillow on the pillow and the other hugging them, and the quilt was tightly covered, and finally felt that it was not empty.

Only then did she feel safe, and gradually her sleepiness spread, and finally fell asleep.

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