Master’s a Byoukidere and Needs Pampering!

She backed away abruptly, but her foot caught the sofa leg, staggered, and sat down on the ground.

then--

She held the two lumps of'Plateau Red', her mouth was slightly open, her eyes were dull, the hand that was kissed could not move, she just held it up like that, and kept holding it.

Cute!

I want to kiss again.

Jiang Zhi licked his lips and dragged the crazy beast in his body back, but the timidity of spring rippling in his eyebrows couldn't help it.

"Ahem..."

He pretended to cough twice, with peach blossoms in his eyes, like a good watercolor, and the colors were too beautiful. He couldn't suppress the smile at the corner of his mouth. He got up and squatted over, then squatted beside Xu Fang.

He stretched his hands over, like holding a child, he huddled her up, put her on the sofa, and then squatted in front of her and looked up at her face.

She was like a stone sculpture without blinking her eyelids.

Jiang Zhi smiled so that his teeth came out, and his ears were blushing, but he didn't hide his eyes, staring at her carefully: "Why are you so careless, have you fallen pain?"

Her expression was still stunned, and the hand that had been kissed was still frozen, but when she looked closely, her five fingers were slightly curled up.

Jiang Zhi was afraid of her sore hands, so he pushed her hand down, and poked her in the face with a finger: "Silly?"

She looked at him silly, her face getting redder and redder...

Click.

The door was pushed open without warning, followed by a film of Beijing with its tongue curled up.

"Brother Weaver~"

It doesn't matter what it is, who else can it be, Master Xue Xiaoer.

So disturbed, Zhou Xufang's floating soul returned. She stood up abruptly, pushing Jiang Zhi out of her knees.

With a thud.

Jiang Zhi sat on the carpet and knocked over the box on the coffee table. The cotton candy in the box hit him all over.

Zhou Xufang squatted down, picked up two bags, and slipped away.

Jiang Zhi: "..."

It was his turn to harp.

"Tsk tut."

Xue Baoyi glanced at the windy girl at her feet: "Brother Zhi, what are you doing with a beast, look to scare the girl." He picked up the bag of marshmallows and was about to open it--

Jiang Zhi snatched it back and sat on the carpet, holding back his cough and returning the cotton candy packs to the box.

"A night."

A night came in.

He helped the coffee table to stand up: "Send this box of sugar to Zhou Xufang."

"Oh."

Xue Baoyi eyes turned almost to the God **** wanted to hit people, you can see the river weave being put forward that cough, eye pan peach light blue little face, and he **** Lianxiangxiyu the situation began to flood.

He's a person, just don't see beauty suffer.

Well, forgive him.

Xue Baoyi sat down, Erlang raised his legs, and pointed to the little virgin Jiang Meiren: "Your house is just a blank piece of paper. Don't attack too aggressively. You will scare away."

No, run away.

Jiang Zhi lay down and blew the short hair on his forehead.

Just now, he couldn't hold back.

He was a little dry: "What are you doing here?"

Xue Baoyi stopped teasing him and said the business: "You have chosen the role of your new movie." He called up the information on the phone and threw it to Jiang Zhi, "These three are not bad, you Pick and choose."

The first two are Baoguang's signatures, one behind the shadow and the other behind, and the last is the newcomer.

Jiang Zhi scratched the last page.

Xue Baoyi glanced at it: "Would you like to think about it again?" He had a headache. Why did he choose this one? "This girl is a bit wild and hard to control."

Especially when playing games, I was so mad, and even harder to curse, I didn't repeat the poems for half an hour.

However, in all fairness, this girl's acting skills are aura and she is a piece of jade.

Jiang Zhi lazily took his hand away: "It's her."

The girl's pulling hair just now was good and promising.

The promising Fang Ideal is eating soup dumplings, filling his mouth with one mouthful, and eating greasy.

Next to him, Zhou Xufang was holding two packs of pink marshmallows, his head down, motionless like a stone pier.

Fang Ideal stuffed the last soup dumpling into his mouth: "Xu Fang."

‘Stone Pier’ did not move.

Fang Ideal called again: "Xu Fang."

"Shidun" raised his head: "Huh?"

Fang Ideal looked at something wrong: "Why don't you stay away from home? Did Jiang Dao treat you?"

She immediately shook her head, clenched her right hand, and put it behind: "No!"

what happened? It sounds like there is no silver three hundred taels here?

Fang Ideal stared at her: "Why is your face so red?"

She didn't know either.

A little hot.

She took off the ear protection cotton cap, still clenched her right hand behind her, and fanned her small face with her left hand.

"Xu Fang, let me tell you," Fang Ideal said to her in an old mother's tone, "Director Jiang, you must be more vigilant."

Zhou Xufang did not understand: "Why should we be more vigilant?"

Fang Ideal looked around, then mysteriously approached Zhou Xufang, and whispered, "Isn’t he gay? This year is twenty-four. The family will definitely promote marriage and birth. A family like the Jiang family must be Jiang Zhi won’t let Jiang Zhi marry a man back. If that’s the case," she insisted, "he will definitely find a woman to help him continue the incense."

Zhou Xu's fan movement stopped, and then suddenly realized.

Oh, it turns out that Jiang Zhi wants her to help him continue the incense.

The right hand that was kissed by Jiang Zhi made her sweat. She wiped a hand on her body and said, "I won't continue the incense for him."

She is a monster herself, how can she regenerate a little monster.

Fang Ideal is very pleased: "We spin awesome!"

Zhou Xufang was still immersed in the continuation of incense, with a complicated expression.

"Oh, there is one more important thing."

Fang Ideal hooked his fingers, Zhou Xufang leaned over.

"That Luo Yinghe, you must stay away from her." Fang Ideal said earnestly, "That bad woman is very vengeful, and I'm afraid she will trouble you."

Luo Ying and the reputation of being overbearing and domineering are well known in the circle.

Zhou Xufang covered his hot face with his cold hands, trying to cool down: "I see."

Fang Ideal still has an expression of worrying about the country and the people. It's rare to change from the usual dangling, and solemnly instructed Zhou Xufang: "It's not just Luo Yinghe, you must avoid any surname Luo."

Zhou Xufang asked why.

Fang Ideal's eyes floated open: "I heard," she told Zhou Xufang quietly, "The people of the Luo family are all beasts."

If it weren't for a beast, how could he not let go of even a child.

"Oh."

Zhou Xufang nodded, a little absent-minded.

Fang Ideal then realized that there was sweat on her head: "Why is your face so red?"

Zhou Xufang looked blank.

"I don't know." She tugged at the collar. "I'm so hot."

Fang Ideal looked at her carefully and found that she not only blushed, but also the skin on her ears, neck and wrists. Fang Ideal quickly touched her head.

A touch, incredible!

"Assistant director, we have a high fever at spinning!"

Assistant Director Zhao asked who?

Fang Ideal hurriedly pulled Zhou Xufang over and asked if there was a doctor accompanying him.

Assistant Director Zhao saw that it was Zhou Xufang, the extra actor that Director Jiang was most concerned about, and quickly asked his assistant to get a thermometer.

I was taken aback.

Forty degrees!

The crew did not have an accompanying doctor, and Fang Ideal was so anxious that he jumped up: "Spinning, hold on, I will call you an ambulance now!"

Zhou Xufang blushed with blood, but there was no expression on her face: "No need." Then, she carried her backpack and said, "I'll go buy medicine and take it." Afraid of being detected by the doctor.

Zhou Xufang asked for leave and wanted to leave, Fang Ideal wanted to follow her life and death.

Zhou Xufang just... ran away, running fast.

Because she was going to buy medicines, her heart was a little uncomfortable, she didn't dare to go to the hospital, and it was difficult to drag her, so she bought a lot of anti-fever medicines and hid secretly and took a handful of medicines.

However, it was useless.

Her body temperature is usually only 20 degrees. This is the first time that she has burned to 40 degrees.

There is a scene today, and there are more than 500 group performers alone. Deputy Director Zhao spent a lot of effort to arrange the positions of the group performers, and he just played the board——

Jiang Zhi called to stop.

Deputy Director Zhao asked: "What's wrong?"

He set his eyes on the group performers, circling around, frowning, "Where is Zhou Xufang?"

"..."

Assistant Director Zhao is very curious. I don't know how the big director can tell from the five hundred groups that one of them is missing: "She is on sick leave."

When Jiang Zhi heard this, he got up from the chair and moved too quickly, even knocking over the thermos cup next to her: "Where is she uncomfortable? Is it serious? Where is the person now?"

A pair of peach blossom eyes suddenly followed like fire, and the burning light inside made people afraid to look directly.

Deputy Director Zhao shivered: "She, she has a high fever." The rest did not know.

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Later, Jiang Zhi learned about Zhou Xufang's special physique.

Jiang Zhi: Fang, do you love me or not?

Zhou Xufang:

Jiang Zhi: Love or not?

Zhou Xufang:

Jiang Zhi: I'm sorry to say that it doesn't matter, I will know the answer if I kiss you to forty degrees.

Zhou Xufang: ...love.

The genetic mutations and abnormal chromosome arrangement involved in this article all have virtual elements. A Fang's supernatural powers are purely brain holes, brain holes! Unrealistic, don’t be careful.