Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

She is a popular Xiaohuadan. How can she do such a humble job?

However, she had to do it, because RAN and Ye Liangqiu's headlines, President Qin guessed or said she must have done it.

When she left the hotel, Xiaohong helped her to leave. This night, Xia Mian needed to get drunk.

It’s good to be drunk, and you will have courage...

Isn't a place like the entertainment circle a hidden rule?

Just get used to it... Qin Anlan doesn't like her, isn't she standing tall enough?

If one day, she could stand in the same place as Ye Liangqiu, would Qin always look at her more.

Yes, it must be.

When Xia Mian was drunk, she pulled out the phone number of RAN’s manager from her purse. Her eyes were a little disillusioned. After watching for a long time, she cried and laughed, and finally dialed out... Waiting for her is the erosion of the night. .

It is destroyed!

But she knows how to get without paying.

She wants to get it, she wants to be the queen of Asia.

That night, she slept next to a strange man, next to the middle-aged man, and was treated arbitrarily by the man.

She endured the vomiting jade hope, resisted, pretending to be happy.

Those tears can only be swallowed...

The night is very long.

For Ye Liangqiu, tonight is also torture.

Qin Anlan took off the green hat with his own hands, but it didn't mean that she would let her go.

After all the people were gone, he was still sitting on the sofa in the box, probably after drinking some sprinkles, his head was aching, and his fingers rubbed his forehead.

I didn't speak for a long time.

KIME and Linda were responsible for seeing off the guests, and they were left in the huge box.

Ye Liangqiu looked at him quietly, walked over slowly, fingers took over his hands and pressed his forehead for him.

Her hand was caught suddenly, and she was startled.

And he grabbed her hand, raised it, and looked at her scorchingly, "It's not the head but here that hurts."

One finger pointed to his heart.

Ye Liangqiu fell on the carpet and called him softly, "An Lan."

He still held her with his fingers, staring at her eyes, and asked each word: "Why, do you want to do this?"

She didn't say a word, and he continued: "Ye Liangqiu, don't pretend to be innocent with me! You know that Xia Mian found the paparazzi to follow, why do you want the paparazzi to take those photos? Huh?"

She knelt on the ground, looking up at him, in a humble manner.

Suddenly, she smiled, "Yes! I know!"

The hand earned, but failed to break away, and endured the pain and looked into his eyes fearlessly: "Qin Anlan, you feel uncomfortable looking at the photo? But Xia Mian turns around by your side all day, can I not feel uncomfortable? "

She paused and closed her eyes, "Actually, she can come in and out of your apartment freely!"

"Qin Anlan! How did you restrain yourself at that time?" She asked hardly.

Qin Anlan's eyes stared at her for a long time before she spoke softly: "So, is this your counterattack?"

"Yes!" Her expression was a bit stubborn and unwilling, "I don't like her by your side."

After speaking, she looked at him and never looked away.

"Ye Liangqiu, do you know what you are talking about?" His voice was hoarse.

She pursed her lips and said nothing.

How could she not know...

The body was violently pulled into his arms, and then, her lips filled with a touch of alcohol.

She was pinned in his arms, still maintaining a kneeling posture... Some pain, but she is greedy!