All The Male Leads Have Blackened

The unit building in Fancheng District is not new but old. Fortunately, the facilities are very good, which is a few grades higher than the average community. The price is not too high, but it is enough to scare ordinary people.

So most people who live here usually have some money in their pockets, but they are not too rich.

Cen Simiao came out of the house, carrying two garbage bags in her hand, and dragging a trolley case, and her nose was covered with sunglasses, covering half of her face. Her hair was slightly curly. She went to the event yesterday to make her hair intentionally. After taking a bath, she had not straightened.

Throw it in the trash.

Drag the trolley case out of the gate.

Heels are almost eight centimeters high. Her walking posture is very flavorful and slow. Cen Simiao had a sore foot, and the original main shoe cabinet could not find shoes of about five centimeters, so walk faster, for fear of stomping.

The taxi driver stopped at the side of the road, saw Cen Simiao, rolled down the window, and extended his head: "Hey, beauties, don't you take a taxi? I ​​promise to deliver it to you."

He had a thick accent, which made him feel kind for no reason.

As soon as Cen Simiao was about to speak, she heard the phone ring, and she turned on, her face unconsciously smiling, and her voice was soft: "Guide Zhang, why do you remember to call me?"

Director Zhang flipped through the script at the scene and waited for the next shooting. Just now I suddenly got the news. Cen Simiao actually moved out of the house and frowned. "What do you mean, what was originally a good thing, you said It changes, it ’s not kind. ”

The high heels rang, and she went to the taxi: "Look at you, I'm afraid, the rice bowls are in your hands. I'm not going to find a cheap house and share it with people, which can reduce the cost.

Hearing this, Zhang Dao became even more angry. After a lively movie, she hadn't filmed for many years, and her stocks were full of locks. Recently, she didn't even have a place to live in. Poorly came over and begged him.

As long as she has a show and a shelter, she will definitely return to him after turning over.

How can it be so easy.

With so many people in the entertainment industry, if only one sentence can make the scenery endless, is this bowl of rice still so delicious? She has been mixing for so long, and after taking a picture with good luck, the follow-up is not possible, from the pinnacle to the current situation in just a few years.

Unexpectedly, his mind was so simple, Zhang Dao gave a stun.

There are more stars flying from his hand to Huang Tengda, and there are many people who turn their faces and don't recognize people. Director Zhang had someone throw her a house key and had a show, the conditions were obvious.

Cen Simiao got into the car. The driver looked at her and asked her voice, "Where?"

The person on the phone was very irritable, with a particularly angry temper, and was frowning loudly. She frowned and hung up the phone. The driver was listening a while ago.

He was in his early thirties, with a look of resentment: "It's all people. The little girl saw that she had just graduated from a film and television university or something. Don't be anxious and jump into the fire pit. These scums really lose men's faces."

Cen Simiao rubbed her forehead, and her red nail polish looked particularly white. Director Zhang asked the assistant to throw her the key, but he couldn't make a film from thousands of miles away. The original owner struggled for a long time. He moved in at midnight yesterday and stayed there alone. As soon as it dawned, Cen Simiao moved out again. .

Can he not confess?

Raised his eyebrows, offended anyway, opened WeChat, Cari still has a few thousand yuan, and turned him over two hundred.

Not black yet.

Think of it as money.

This district to go to is very old, compared with the road, it is shorter than a short section. There is an iron gate at the gate of the district, and a small door flashes out. People want to get in.

Cen Simiao was particularly struggling to drag the box.

The area is quite large, and there are many green belts, but looking at the gray, it should be left unattended for a long time. I particularly regret coming out wearing these shoes, waiting to climb the five-story stairs, panting, and waiting for the doorbell.

The smile on his face is especially delicate.

Wang Tianxi opened the door and frowned. "What's the matter, please?"

Cen Simiao dragged the trolley case behind her: "Hello, I'm a tenant, and the landlord should have said hello to you."

Entering the room, Wang Tianxi took a disposable glass and poured it with water, and delivered it to Cen Simiao's hands. The smile on her face was shy, and the whole person was a little shy.

Cen Simiao bent her eyes and took a sip: "Is there another person in this house?"

"Yes, he, he is my friend and hasn't returned from work." Wang Tianxi paused for a moment, inexplicably trying to say that he was a boyfriend, but couldn't help but feel guilty.

Cen Simiao looked at the living room, and there were pictures on the shelves of the TV wall. Wang Tianxi laughed especially sweetly, all in single photos, with a man beside him.

His eyes were open, and the smile on his lips was very cheerful.

Her gaze stayed on it.

Wang Tianxi frowned, unhappy, and shouted Cen Simiao. She raised her corner of her mouth and smiled, only to find that her sunglasses were not taken off.

After winning it, Wang Tianxi was startled: "You, you are not the one ... how come here."

Cen Simiao sighed: "No way, it's not easy."

The three rooms seemed to be a room for one person, and Cen Simiao dragged her suitcase into it and packed her clothes. At about twelve o'clock, Wang Tianxi turned on the cooker hood, which should be ready to cook.

She put down her things, opened the door, greeted Wang Tianxi, and went out. Walking to the door of the unit building, she saw the man in the photo approaching from afar.

Cen Simiao bit her tongue, turned down the stairs and walked to the basement, and quickly avoided it.

Qin Zhongmo was wearing casual clothes, his sleeves rolled up at will, his hair was soft, and his eyes felt alienated, and he went up three steps.

Cen Simiao and others came out before coming up.

This is the former owner of the original owner. After the two graduated that year, they started a business together. Qin Zhongmo played computer programs and won many awards. His career was thriving and his feelings were particularly good.

But the original owner got the chance by chance, entered the entertainment circle, and his mind began to live.

He became more and more busy, and quarreled with Qin Zhongmo became more frequent. Later, he said he broke up directly, turned his back and took away all the money that was invested when he started the company together.

Qin Zhongmo spent a while, and later met Chen Hao, who are all people who want to start a business and have skills, and slowly make the company bigger. Chen Hao's girlfriend was Wang Tianxi. The three had a very good relationship, but then the company suddenly changed and did not know who leaked the secret. The business plummeted and the bankruptcy occurred.

Chen Hao jumped off the building and committed suicide.

Wang Tianxi was dumbfounded, hid his mouth at home, looked at the money on the card, and the text message on the phone.

But I didn't expect to kill people. Qin Zhongmo is in debt. He wants to earn some capital and then start over. However, companies that are slightly larger are afraid to train him and become an independent portal.

You can only rely on small companies to make ends meet.

Wang Tianxi had no parents, and all depended on Chen Hao to take care of him. Qin Zhongmuso rented a house, both of them lived in for easy care.

Today, he also just came in, and Wang Tianxi first came to clean up the house.

Cen Simiao went to the restaurant outside and asked for a burger and french fries. She took a bite and was particularly fragrant.

If the development progressed according to the original schedule, after a period of time, Wang Tianxi showed his heart to Qin Zhongmo, but was rejected. Later, Qin Zhongmo developed a new program. Wang Tianxi did not take the temptation and was assigned a pit Qin Zhongmo once.

He was hit and killed himself.

Wang Tianxi felt guilty, shed tears for a few days, and took money to marry someone.

Cen Simiao shook her head. She is now standing in front of Qin Zhongmo with Wang Tianxi, and she will be treated as the wicked.

All afternoon, Cen Simiao was strolling outside, looking at the mall and dared not go in, no money. But she did not dare to go back, because she was just at home when Qin Zhongmo was off work at night.

If you stay in the bedroom, it's not bad to say hello.

The system wondered: "Why are you hiding from him? Maybe Wang Tianxi has told him that a star has come in."

It was already two o'clock in the morning, Cen Simiao walked home, "You can rest assured, she will never say."

Expect Qin Zhongmo to find her existence.

Using the key to open the door, Ceng Simiao is like a thief. The room was dark and she pulled the curtains. She changed her slippers and quickly entered the bedroom.

The door of Cen Simiao's room was facing Qin Zhongmo, and there was still light shining through the crack, and she heard a noise, as if she was getting up from a chair, and she quickly opened the door to enter.

Qin Zhongmo was working overtime in front of the computer. He heard footsteps and stood up alertly. When he opened the door, he encountered Cen Simiao and closed the door.

Hear the sound of the light switch.

He didn't manage it anymore and closed the door.

Cen Simiao was relieved.

Early the next morning, before dawn, Cen Simiao woke up, opened the quilt, was a little cold, and sneezed. Wearing a suspender nightdress revealing the collarbone, she looked particularly delicate.

She sat by the bed and listened carefully to the movement. The skirt was not long. When she sat down, she could barely cover her thighs and her skin was white and tender.

The door lock rang and she frowned.

Qin Zhongmo was sleepy and listless, yawning and yawning, and opened the door with his head down, but suddenly heard the door rang, and looked up subconsciously.

He froze suddenly, his eyes frowning, his anger looming from his brows.

Cen Simiao's sling was crooked, the cloth outlined the curve, her waist was extremely slender, and her eyes fluttered: "Early."