Healing Quick Transmigration: Blackened Male God, Come For a Hug

After speaking, he turned on the hair dryer and continued to blow her hair.

After the hair was dried, Qi Luan rubbed it and it felt good.

Yun Fanfan happened to see a place that he didn't understand, frowned, imagined the picture, and substituted emotion.

Seeing her tangled look, Qi Luan glanced at the page casually, and without looking carefully, said: "Is the script difficult?"

He just chose the script roughly.

The other dramas are relatively regular heroines. In comparison, the heroine of this script is much more eye-catching, and the characters are well-built, which can be an instant hit.

But it's also a test of acting skills. Once the acting is done, it will be popular.

The acting is broken, I'm afraid I will suffer.

Before, I just thought that the acting would be broken, and then I would choose a new script for her. The big deal would be to pay for a screenwriter, which is the same.

The money to raise a little lover is still available.

But now his thinking has changed, and he hopes she can succeed in one go.

When Yun Fanfan heard Qi Luan's words, he suddenly remembered that the man in front of him was not only the president of Xinghai, but also a big star, with the title of actor, and a good resource. Of course, he should not miss it.

Sit up quickly and show him the script.

"What do you think is better here?"

Qi Luan saw the plot only now.

This paragraph is about the kiss scene between the heroine and the hero. The heroine brings the hero who has exhausted her martial arts back to her turf, and the hero is also dissipated.

The heroine itself is a casual and unrestrained personality, and she has a good impression of the hero in her heart. When the person she likes is in her hands, there is no reason to let it go, so she pinches the hero's chin and gives a deep kiss.

Qi Luan was inexplicably annoyed when she saw that she was still thinking seriously.

His little lover, still thinking about kissing others?

Don't even think about it.

Qi Luan suppressed the anger in his heart and said, "I will play for you."

Yun Fanfan was even more happy in her heart. There was a playmaker, and she would soon understand what to do.

Qi Luan is indeed an acting school. The first second was the cold and cold president, and the next second he leaned against the bed, looking weak, like a lamb to be slaughtered.

He looked at her, struggling between his brows.

With a trace of humiliation and unwillingness in his eyes, he bit his lip and said in accordance with the line: "What do you want to do? My martial arts have been ruined, and I am no longer the master of Qingfeng Villa with high martial arts. For you, it is a little useful. nothing."

His voice was very emotional, and he quickly entered the scene.

She approached him, sneered, and said nonchalantly, "What does it matter? What I want is your people, not your martial arts. If you are willing to join me, no one can insult you or hurt you. If you pass you, I will make him pay, and if you hate it, I will not keep one."

After speaking, she approached, and they were very close.

Yun Fan stretched out his hand and pinched Qi Luan's chin.

Qi Luan looked up very cooperatively, completely as if he had been hit by the cartilage.

Yun Fanfan was still thinking about what angle would not be too dramatic. When she met Qi Luan's dark eyes, she was stunned. Those clean and beautiful eyes, like colored glass beads, hooked people.

Yunfan somehow thought of the script.

The next second, the lips kissed directly.

Qi Luan didn't kiss back fiercely like before, but remained motionless. When she was kissed, there was still a slight mist in her eyes, which made people want to be ravaged hard.