Chapter 122: No, it's not negotiable
Jiang Fanxing suddenly came to his senses, his eyes were burning, and he smiled intimidatingly, "Huo Huo, you're not good!" ”
When she said this, she also twisted her waist intentionally or unintentionally.
The delicate skin touches the roughness.
Causes friction.
Huo Han hissed, and his gaze was eager to immediately devour the little goblin alive.
"Little Huohuo is not well-behaved." Jiang Fanxing rubbed in his arms, neither of them was wearing clothes, her snow was soft and squeezed in front of his hard chest, a little deformed, but it was extremely tempting.
Huo Hanhuan's hand was on her back, and he walked upstream uncontrollably.
The rough fingertips brought up layers of trembling.
Jiang Fanxing curled the corners of his mouth, lowered his head slightly, and swept the tip of his tongue in front of his chest.
Wet and glutinous, soft.
Huo Han clenched his body, his fingers curled, "Seduce me, you can't bear it." ”
Jiang Fanxing went to tease the other one again, and said without raising his head, "Anyway, it's not the first time I've seduced." ”
Men like women to be dignified under the bed and debauched in bed.
Huo Hanhuan is no exception.
Little by little, go down, holding the little monster in the water.
"Hiss......" Huo Hanhuan roared uncontrollably, his eyes gradually turning scarlet.
Jiang Fanxing sensed his excitement, quietly stroked the wet hair in his ears, lowered his head, and held it.
Huo Hanhuan felt that he was about to go crazy.
A hook over the presumptuous woman, anti-customer-oriented.
"Huo Hanhuan, you bite lightly, I'm going to shoot the cover tomorrow!"
……
Following.
Jiang Fanxing was woken up by Song Zheng's life-threatening serial calls.
"Jiang Fanxing, have you forgotten to shoot the cover of Eilebasa today!" As soon as the phone was connected, Song Zheng's roar came in.
Jiang Fanxing rubbed his painful shoulder and exhaled.
I looked at the time on my phone, it was past nine o'clock, and it stands to reason that she should have been sitting in the dressing room at this time.
Song Zheng has always been rigorous in his work, striving for perfection in everything, and this kind of thing will never happen if he is late.
"I ......"
"She tossed late last night."
Before Jiang Fanxing's words were finished, the mobile phone was taken by another big hand, and then Huo Han's cold and dissatisfied voice came.
Song Zheng on the other side of the phone, "......"
Jiang Fanxing felt that he might have no face to appear in front of Song Zheng, so he pulled the quilt and covered his head, not wanting to pay attention to people.
"Two hours later, I'll send people over."
"If this little thing is not handled well, your agent can be replaced."
"That's something you should be thinking about!"
Huo Han hung up the phone and slipped the person out of the bed, "Go take a shower and change clothes." I'll take you to the filming location. ”
Jiang Fanxing's face was grieved.
The legs are also soft, the waist is sore, and the body is still full of tooth marks, how to shoot!
If this is seen, it may become what it will become.
"Do you want Song Zheng to come to the door to arrest people in person?"
"I ...... Get up now! "Song Zheng is a living witch, and if she falls into her hands, I'm afraid it won't be much better.
"In an hour, we'll be waiting for you in the restaurant downstairs." Huo Han got up and changed into clean home clothes.
"I won't eat breakfast anymore, I'll go straight over after I change my clothes." At this time, where did she get the face to eat breakfast?
"No, it's not negotiable." Six words completely cut off Jiang Fanxing's retreat.
"Overbearing!" Jiang Fanxing complained in a low voice, got off the bed and walked to the bathroom.
With every step, the inside of my leg hurts terribly.