Thousands of Heartbeats

After three seconds, Yan Qiuzhi understood what Chen Lunan meant.

She choked, her expression particularly intriguing.

What is eating first?

Did she mean that just now, she definitely didn't. Thinking about it, Yan Qiuzhi opened his mouth and asked, "...Are you on your mind?"

Chen Lunan: "..."

He was quiet for a while, raised his eyelids and looked at her with a deep voice: "Try?"

"............"

Yan Qiuzhi was surprised by Chen Lunan's cheeky. This person hasn't seen him for more than a year, is it dissatisfaction with desire?

She glared at Chen Lunan, very speechless. Her eyes were big and bright, she looked at it without any deterrent, but added a trace of temptation.

Chen Lunan looked back and didn't say much to her.

After eating, to prevent exercise after the meal, Yan Qiuzhi handed the task of washing the dishes to Chen Lunan, and ran back to the room by himself.

It was even locked.

Listening to the sound of the doorknob, Chen Lunan pulled his lower lip lightly.

After returning to the room, Yan Qiuzhi felt that locking the door couldn't stop Chen Lunan, not to mention that she had a short mouth and had just drunk the delicious chicken soup.

After staring at the door for a few seconds, Yan Qiuzhi opened the door and went to the cloakroom.

She had to pack up some things and take them home. In fact, there was nothing missing at the villa.

Although Yan Qiuzhi has not returned to live in more than a year, as long as she needs it, there will be brand new clothes and accessories and even skin care products.

She is not a woman who can save Chen Lunan, and the flower's Yan Qiuzhi is not soft at all.

This is a courtesy exchange between their plastic husband and wife.

But there are a few things that Yan Qiuzhi took wherever she was, and she had to collect them.

When Chen Lunan came out of the kitchen, he saw an open door.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, and when he walked in, he found that the person was not in the room, but the interlocking cloakroom door was open.

When the apartment was renovated, there were actually several rooms, but Yan Qiuzhi had a lot of clothes and didn't need a guest room, so people changed those rooms into cloakrooms and connected with the rooms.

The whole room, except for the study, only has the master bedroom and the cloakroom connected together.

It is spacious and bright and extravagant.

When Chen Lunan walked to the door, he saw Yan Qiuzhi squatting on the ground.

She was holding an elderly cellphone in her hand, her eyelashes drooping, and she was watching attentively.

The phone screen is small, and the light shines on her face, showing off her delicate eyebrows.

Looking from the side, Chen Lunan can still see her flashing eyelashes and the nightdress that fits her body. The nightdress is made of silk and satin. A slight movement can outline her beautiful figure.

Chen Lunan stared at him for a moment, then turned his gaze back sideways, and then went into the bathroom.

......

When she came out from the cloakroom packing her luggage, the man had washed up and leaned on the bedside table to read the information.

She glanced, a little curious.

Yan Qiuzhi lifted the quilt and climbed onto the bed, tolerated or not, curiously asked: "What are you looking at?"

"script."

Yan Qiuzhi's eyes lit up and turned to look at him: "Who wrote it?"

Chen Lunan rarely told her warmly, "Bo Yu."

After hearing this, Yan Qiuzhi became more interested: "Did he write a new script?"

"Ok."

Boyu is one of the most powerful screenwriters in many people's minds. His scripts always have their own unique style, novel, but not out of the ordinary, but they are unstoppable.

Yan Qiuzhi liked his story very much. Boyu also published books. As a qualified book fan, Yan Qiuzhi naturally bought a lot of books. The only pity is that none of them have an autograph.

Boyu does not hold sign sales meetings and rarely shows his face in front of the public. He is a relatively mysterious screenwriter.

After hearing Chen Lunan's affirmation, Yan Qiuzhi's interest slowly expanded and grew, and he didn't want to stop at all.

She poked her head to the south of Chen Lu and looked down.

Yan Qiuzhi had just taken a bath, and the smell of body lotion smeared on his body had not disappeared, and it was even in a period of intense evaporation.

When she leaned over, Chen Lunan's breath was full of that smell, rich and sweet, not pungent, but rather seductive.

But she didn't notice anything. Chen Lunan had already seen the second page, and Yan Qiuzhi started to turn it back to read the story and the character profile.

As she leaned closer, her hair was inadvertently poked at Chen Lunan's neck, making it itchy.

Unprepared, the script was closed.

Yan Qiu was taken aback, and looked at him by mistake: "What are you doing, I haven't finished it yet."

Chen Lunan directly gave the script to the bedside table on his side, and said in a low voice, "Sleep."

"..."

Yan Qiuzhi watched him lie down and was speechless for a long while: "You sleep with you, I see mine."

With that, she leaned forward to get the script, and as soon as she stretched her hand out, she was caught by Chen Lunan.

His palm was a little hot, scorching the delicate skin of her wrist.

Yan Qiuzhi just wanted to be angry, and when she lowered her head, she met Chen Lunan's gaze. She paused, followed his gaze, and slammed away from his palm, clenched her collar tightly, her face turned thin and cursed. :"rogue."

Chen Lunan moved his gaze away from that place and fell on her face, seldom making the term "rogue" true.

He didn't know which sutra was wrong, and suddenly explained: "Look again tomorrow."

Yan Qiu was stunned for a few seconds, and when he realized, Chen Lunan had already turned off the light on his side.

After she was shocked for a few seconds, she lay down on the bed slowly, reaching out to turn off the light, how could Yan Qiuzhi think something was wrong.

According to the normal process, Chen Lunan shouldn't say to himself-you don't need to watch it, anyway, you can't perform things like that?

Yan Qiuzhi rubbed his sour eyes, thinking in a daze-Chen Lunan seems to be a man today.

The next day, Yan Qiuzhi was awakened by the ringtone of her mobile phone. She touched her mobile phone and went into the quilt to answer. Her voice was still a bit hoarse: "Hello?"

Sister Meng frowned and asked in a low voice: "Are you still sleeping?"

Yan Qiu was stunned, "Um", "What's the matter?"

Sister Meng doesn't care about sleeping after nine o'clock. She quickly said: "Hurry up and wash up. I will let Zhuzhu pick you up and come to the company."

"Is there a problem?"

Sister Meng responded and said in a low voice: "There is a meal at noon today. Go show your face."

Yan Qiuzhi slowly got up from the bed and asked curiously, "What do you mean?"

Sister Meng: "A brand wants to choose a spokesperson, but it hasn't been decided yet. It's just a casual dinner at noon. It's always good to show up more."

Yan Qiuzhi didn't have much opinion on this.

She answered and asked: "Which brand?"

Sister Meng said a name, and Yan Qiuzhi raised her eyes in surprise: "I'll get up right away."

After hanging up the phone, Yan Qiuzhi quickly packed herself, and when she ran out of the room wearing a skirt, she accidentally saw Chen Lunan at home.

She was surprised for two seconds, did not ask much, and went to the kitchen to drink a glass of water before leaving.

As soon as Chen Lunan looked up, what she saw was a scene of her bending over and putting on shoes.

In order to see the brand and to stay close to the brand preferences, Yan Qiuzhi put on a light makeup today and wore an intellectually slim black dress.

She still had a coat in her hand, and she didn't have time to put it on.

When he bends down, he has a good figure at a glance.

The lordosis is warped, there is no trace of fat on the waist, and the calf bones are even and beautiful, white and bright.

Chen Lunan frowned. Before he could speak, Yan Qiuzhi turned his head and looked at him, "Are you not going out today?"

"late."

Yan Qiuzhi said "Oh" with a faint expression: "I have something to do. You can help me move the things back. I will go directly to the villa at night."

Just as Chen Lunan was about to answer, the door closed.

When he raised his eyes again, he was left with the door that closed mercilessly. His response was slow for a few seconds the first time, and he reached out and rubbed his eyes.

When Yan Qiuzhi arrived at the company, it was still early.

She discussed the work for the next period of time with Meng sister, and then set out for dinner with Meng sister.

On the way, Sister Meng looked at her mobile phone and said: "You may meet many acquaintances. Even girls and stars want to win this endorsement."

Yan Qiuzhi said "Yes", expressing it clear.

The sun outside the window was very good, shining through the window glass, and it was warm.

Yan Qiuzhi's sleep quality was good last night, and he was in a good mood to observe the pedestrians on the roadside, with his lips curled up and his eyes smiling.

Sister Meng turned her head and glanced inadvertently. She only felt that she hadn't seen her for a few days, and Yan Qiuzhi seemed to be a little more beautiful, even her complexion improved.

"How about the rest these two days?"

"It's fine."

Sister Meng nodded: "That's good, I think your complexion has improved a lot."

Yan Qiuzhi stiffened, and smoothly touched his face: "Is there?"

Sister Meng looked at her eyes: "You don't feel it yourself?"

Yan Qiuzhi said without hesitation: "No."

Sister Meng: "..."

When Yan Qiuzhi and Meng sister arrived at the dinner, they were not surprised to see "acquaintances".

People are sitting in the middle, chatting and laughing happily.

Before she walked over, Guan He smiled gently at her.

"Qiu Zhi, long time no see, how are you doing."

With a false smile on Yan Qiuzhi's face, he lazily said, "Very good."

Guan He said to herself, "Is it good to have a rest at home these days?" She lifted her hair, revealing her white collarbone, and said with a little regret: "Unlike me, my busy feet do not touch the ground these days."

Yan Qiuzhi said "Oh", there was nothing to say.

Guan He's face was slightly stiff, feeling her indifference again. The several artists sitting around didn't speak, just watching them come and go.

Guan He was not discouraged, and continued: "Are Qiu Zhi interested in this endorsement too?"

Hearing that, Yan Qiuzhi didn't even bother to give her a look, and said indifferently: "You are not interested in what you are doing here?"

"Can you bring your mind before asking?"

Guan He's face paled.

What she hates most is not Yan Qiuzhi's attitude, but the last sentence, "No brain" is extremely lethal to Guan He, and what she hates most is that others say that to her.

She came into the entertainment industry by mistake after graduating from high school, and she has a low degree of education.

Of course, the bigger reason is that she often can't speak her brain, making people laugh and laugh. Once in a more important place, she used the wrong idiom and misled many people.

Later, she was evaluated by the media-the most mindless artist.

After that, the label can't be thrown off.

In fact, it would be nice to say that Guan He was safe, but she happened to belong to the kind of person who didn't understand but had to pretend to understand, but ended up embarrassed.

This is a story that many artists and even fans in the circle know.

...

Guan He was stimulated by her, and her temperament changed drastically: "You have a brain, how noble are you? Isn't it the same to sell."

As soon as the voice fell, the expressions of other artists also changed.

"Guan He."

Someone shouted: "What did you say?"

"Yes, who sold it out? This is our job. We just have a meal in the normal process."

"We are celebrities, where are we going to eat with the brand?"

Someone around muttered, "It really doesn't have a brain."

Listening to the discussion around him, Guan He bit his lip and clenched his clothes, his face turned pale.

Yan Qiuzhi ignored Guan He's provocation and waited while playing with his mobile phone.

The brand hasn't come over yet, so it's no wonder that the boxes are in such a mess.

After a while, someone from the brand showed up, the disputes in the box disappeared, and the moment quieted down.

After saying hello, Yan Qiuzhi sat down on his own, bowing his head to eat seriously.

Suddenly, the topic didn't know why it got to Yan Qiuzhi.

She raised her eyes, her delicate brows shining in the light.

After several conversations, Yan Qiuzhi looked at the wine delivered, lowered his head, and drank it refreshingly.

The brand side looked at her like this, with a hint of surprise in his eyes: "Miss Yan is a refreshing person."

Yan Qiuzhi smiled slightly, and when the second cup was delivered, he gently refused: "Sorry, I'm average drinker."

The brand side stared at her beautiful face for a while, and said, "It shouldn't be enough, Miss Yan try another drink? Everyone drinks a lot."

Guan He also said next to him: "Yes, Qiuzhi, I'm here to toast you, I haven't told you clearly about the endorsement before."

Hearing this, Yan Qiuzhi leaned back in the chair lazily, raised his eyes and looked at the brand, and then at Guan He.

like a statue.

Guan He held the cup in the air, looking at her unmoved, especially embarrassed.

She pursed her lips and deliberately said, "Qiuzhi, would you not want to drink it?"

The words fell, and the people around looked at Yan Qiuzhi as if they were watching a play.

Most people will not refuse this kind of hardship.

But Yan Qiuzhi is not an ordinary person. She raised her eyes and sneered, folded her arms and asked, "Which green onion are you?"

She coldly said, "I have to drink if you toast?"

Guan He's face turned dark, and she was startled by her words: "Qiu Zhi, what are you talking about? I really want to apologize to you."

"Oh."

Yan Qiuzhi slowly took a sip of the juice: "Then I will substitute the juice for the wine. Accept it, you can drink the wine."

"..."

Everyone looked at each other, never thought that Yan Qiuzhi would be so shameless.

The brand party was also blinded by Yan Qiuzhi's operation, and his face sank, and was irritated by her insensitivity.

"Miss Yan, don't toast or eat fine wine."

Yan Qiuzhi smiled slightly: "I don't want to eat it, you eat it."

Brand side: "You——"

The people around couldn't help but laughed.

Yan Qiuzhi was too lazy to talk nonsense with this group of people. At first, he was interested in endorsements, but if it is such a brand person in charge, this endorsement is not enough.

Thinking about it, she straightened up, turned and left.

As soon as the door of the box was opened, Yan Qiuzhi was stunned.

She looked at the people who appeared here suddenly, and asked without controlling her tone: "Why are you here?"