Loving My Rival’s White Moonlight

As time passed by, the incandescent lamps of the venue fell on everyone's face, shining clearly.

Smart people often have it.

Soon, someone successively discovered Shen Qinghuan's purpose.

Of course, most people are not optimistic about it.

Can Shen Qinghuan think of a solution to this problem that even the project leader of the [Crane] brand and JACK, the publicity director, have not been able to solve?

Previously, Shen Qinghuan’s wonderful performance under the theme of [Pure] made Pei Qingya suddenly surprised and squeezed a sweat, but now seeing Shen Qinghuan’s sudden wholeness, she is still weak, even concerned. Worried about Shen Qinghuan, but laughed at Shen Qinghuan's overweight.

Even she couldn't say that she won the advertising spokesperson for the theme of "desire".

Style determines positioning.

Pei Qingya is the head of the Little Fairy of the Pure School. Not to mention, if she picks up the spokesperson for the [desire] theme advertisement, it will be self-defeating. Fans may not accept her style span.

In terms of her appearance, the concepts she expresses with [Desire] are completely unmatched, so if she interprets the theme of [Desire], it will be difficult for the audience to resonate.

Although I don't want to admit it, Shen Qinghuan does have a good skin.

Cold and decisive, with inviolable purity.

Her purity is not the same as that shown by Pei Qingya. Pei Qingya is like a white rose, tender, tender and pure.

Shen Qinghuan is like a white rose, arrogant, independent, with a bit of coldness and indifferent meaning. Her purity is more like a kind of purity that dare not get involved, just like a saint in the Western world.

But no matter which kind, sticking to "desire", if the performance is not good, it will definitely be self-defeating.

Pei Qingya smiled.

Shen Qinghuan, do you think highly of yourself?

What she couldn't do, can Shen Qinghuan do it?

Oh, this joke is so funny.

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If Shen Qinghuan is a person who can easily be shaken by the outside world, then these unfavourable voices or doubts around her have long been covering her like a piece of snowflakes, waiting for the last snowflake to fall one day, causing the entire body to collapse.

But Shen Qinghuan is not.

She is now completely immersed in her role as the general's wife.

She is the general's wife who misses the general, looks forward to it day and night, and finally looks forward to the return of the general.

But she is the wife of the general from a famous family. She has to restrain her miss and love. She must be a decent general's wife and can't be ashamed of the general.

But now in this room, only she and the general she missed.

Can she... quietly express her heart?

Shen Qinghuan raised her eyes, her clear and faint eyes were full of mighty figures of generals. Her long eyelashes trembled lightly. Since she was a little girl, she didn't dare to show too much or how to show it. Dare to gently ask the general to help her lip.

Jian Fan painted very carefully, stroke by stroke, as if he was finishing a masterpiece.

His indifferent but focused expression, I don't know how many girls' hearts were gained in the presence and in front of the screen.

I wish I could wear Shen Qinghuan with my soul.

But focus... is also in the eyes of outsiders.

Jian Fan knows that, with the sincere and dedicated eyes of the woman in front of him, he...it's hard to ignore.

She was very beautiful with the woman before, and even Jian Fan, who never paid attention to the looks of others like this, knew it when she first met her.

That day, she wore Serendipity's private limited edition. Jian Fan remembered that dress. Under her beautiful butterfly bones, a sun flower was overlapped, and there was a light and mysterious dark purple gem on the sun flower.

During the swaying, it is extremely easy to shake people's minds.

Today she is even more amazing to see.

Her eyes are misty and her lips are like vermilion, like a beauty in the allure coming out of the painting.

And such a beauty, but she raised her white face and stared at him eagerly, like the whole world, only when she could only see him.

…

Jian Fan frowned between her eyebrows, as if she was unfit for being wrapped in strange emotions.

Subconsciously, his lip painting stopped.

As soon as he stopped, Shen Qinghuan was stunned.

The script was going to continue, why did Jian Fan suddenly stop?

Did you forget the lines?

Seeing Jian Fanwei's frowning eyebrows, Shen Qinghuan felt that this possibility was extremely high.

Shen Qinghuan is also a good player in adapting to changes.

She also reminded her hastily to remedy.

"Why did the general stop?"

"Is the color chosen by my concubine not beautiful?"

According to the script, Jian Fan wanted to pinch her chin and say something very beautiful, and then she smiled slightly, melting the lip color with "desire" into shame.

It can not only express the "desire" that seems like nothing between two people, but also the "pureness" of the general's wife.

In fact, this book is not difficult to think of. The project leader and the publicity director have thought about similar things.

But there is a headache, that is, it is difficult to find candidates. There is no female celebrity on the market that can perfectly integrate "pure" and "desire", and they usually develop in one direction.

A large number of people can be stuck to death by innate appearance.

However, Shen Qinghuan has great confidence in this aspect.

Jian Fan hasn't answered yet, but in fact Jian Fan's lip color for Shen Qinghuan has already been completed.

[Desire] Under the theme of the hot "plum color in wine", when Shen Qinghuan's lips are on, there is no wrong way that everyone expected.

instead…

It seems to be more amazing than the gentle bean paste color under the "pure" theme!

This is the point of view that everyone present could not help but surface after seeing Shen Qinghuan who was painted "plum in wine".

The cold white and desolate skin makes the "wine-soaked plum color" more prominent, like a sea monster leaning on the shore under a moonlit night...

They exude unconscious charm, but their eyes are clear and simple.

At the same time the opinions emerged, everyone was shocked.

Including the director Yin Tang who picked Shen Qinghuan at the beginning.

You know, director Yin Tang's appearance with Shen Qinghuan is because of her coldness and purity.

But he didn't expect Shen Qinghuan to have a strong and intoxicating side.

Regardless of looks, or temperament.

The light and strong senses collided in her body, and the fusion was perfect.

Director Yin Tang was rarely excited and blurted out.

"This is the real beauty and unparalleled beauty."

"What a Shen Qinghuan!"

At that time, Pei Qingya and Qi Jing who were sitting not far away changed their expressions.

You know, they just finished marketing the entry "Director Yin Tang praises Pei Qingya for her extraordinary beauty".

Now, Director Yin Tang is so free to praise Shen Qinghuan.

Pei Qingya doesn't need to think about how public opinion and people who eat melons think of her jokes.

She clenched her lips subconsciously and looked at Shen Qinghuan with more disgust.

…

However, a good performance is complete.

For all Shen Qinghuan's expectation, it is necessary to say the last sentence with the combination of simplified and traditional words, and the two people will have a perfect ENDING to close this ring.

can…

The reality is that Shen Qinghuan uttered these words, but Jian Fan didn't catch it. Shen Qinghuan's chin was in his palm, and his thumb was pressed against Shen Qinghuan's lips.

For unknown reasons, Shen Qinghuan was a little worried that Jian Fan would lose the chain at a critical moment.

He quickly yelled a few words in a low voice.

"General...General..."

The woman's voice has the restraint of everyone's ladies, but it seems to have a lazy and charming.

Her lips and teeth were pressed together, gently sweeping the simple and complicated thumbs, like a dragonfly kiss.

Jian Fan's dark eyes suddenly became darker and heavier.

The woman in front of you should not speak.

So Jian Fan did the same.

His thumb pressed the woman's lips in an instant, trying to prevent the woman from opening and closing. He saw the woman in front of him for a moment, and then stared at him with wide eyes.

His eyes were pure and innocent, but his lips and teeth were still trembling slightly and unfaithfully, making the heartstrings tremble.

Jian Fan pressed her eyebrows, her fingertips piping hot untimely.

The "wine-soaked plum color" on women's lips also became more and more charming.

Jian Fan's heart suddenly became unspeakable irritability, and the fingers he pressed against Shen Qinghuan's lips became slightly heavier.

Shen Qinghuan made a "咛咛" cry.

Jian Fan's fingers stiffened. After a while, the fingers he pressed on Shen Qinghuan's lips moved and gently wiped Shen Qinghuan's lips.

Wipe the mouth-watering "plum color in wine."

But since the product of the [desire] theme represents the happiness of adults, it is natural that the more indulgent, the more attractive it is in certain indulgences.

Jane Fan’s rubbing was self-defeating, or his interest grew stronger.

The beautiful "wine-soaked plum color" slowly fainted on Shen Qinghuan's lips, like a slowly blooming night rose, revealing delicate petals, waiting for passers-by to choose.

But her eyebrows were so pure and clear, like a frightened deer, not knowing what her general wanted to do.

But even if she is frightened, she will not run away.

Because the other party is her general, the one she puts on the cusp of heart.

No matter what he wanted to do to her, she was happy with it.

This idea was a natural expression of Shen Qinghuan's immersive role, and at the same time... it was conveyed to Jian Fan.

The eyes are pure eyes, and the lips are charming lips. Mixing them together is a fatal temptation for men.

Even if the clothes are conservative enough to be neat, they are not allowed to watch.

Jian Fan's body straightened sharply, her eyebrows sinking, as if thinking of something, she swept around her eyes, especially in the direction of Xu Anshen.

He instantly retracted the fingers that were pressing on Shen Qinghuan’s lips, but Shen Qinghuan hadn't let go, and saw Jian Fan lift up the black cloak that was draped on him, and in a flash, he wrapped her whole body and hid it in the cloak. His hands tightly embrace Shen Qinghuan's slender waist and limbs, preventing her from revealing the slightest.

Shen Qinghuan was taken aback for a moment. There was no paragraph in the script.

She raised her head subconsciously, Jian Fan also lowered her eyes slightly, and the two looked at each other in such a hugged posture.

Shen Qinghuan missed a beat unconsciously.

Seeing Jian Fan's indifferent and dark eyes, they were all behind her.

Shen Qinghuan's brain suddenly went blank at that moment.

On top of Jian Fan, the cold face gradually approached, and the cool breath swept across the tip of her nose and her lips.

There seemed to be only two people entangled in the air.

When there was still a finger gap, Jian Fan stopped, her jet-black eyes, like ink melted into the deep sea, rolling in the dark tide.

In the next second, Jian Fan's breath blew on Shen Qinghuan's face.

He whispered in a low voice, drawing out a slightly depressed petting.

"Wonder."