Become a master of painting cakes in abusive essays

The room returned to tranquility, and lost the corridor light projected from the door. This dim environment made Bian Yingning's eyes dark for a moment.

At the moment when she lost her mind, Hua Jiangrong, whose head was controlled by her, broke free from her restraints. She leaned on her body with her weight, and sprayed her warm breath on her neck.

There was a sudden tightness in the chest, Bian Yingning's eyes widened, like an old turtle whose stomach had been turned upside down and then pinned down, no matter how much he flopped about, he couldn't escape the predicament.

"It's not Auntie, please calm down first, we can't do this!"

The place scalded by her breath seemed to be carrying hundreds of thousands of volts of electricity, slowly spreading from that point to the whole body, making it itchy and numb.

Bian Yingning pushed Hua Jiangrong helplessly, but a irrational person could not be so easily subdued by her.

If they didn't know the truth, Bian Yingning's pale and terrified appearance, those who didn't know would have thought that what was crouching on her was some kind of biting zombie.

I don't know whether to bite or not, but she can lick people!

As if catching a piece of ice that was difficult to hold in your hand, and gently brushed it like a goose feather, and landed on the back of her neck with a sticky and hot touch, Bian Yingning was almost frightened and cried: "Auntie, don't want it!!! "

This is too hungry.

She's just an innocent little girl.

She never thought that her innocence was not lost in Shang Qinghui's hands, but one day it would be lost in Hua Jiangrong's hands.

Sorry, this is too taboo for her to accept.

While Bian Yingning was struggling desperately, there were small footsteps at the door and the questioning voice of the bodyguard: "Who are you, please go away, interviews are not accepted here."

—The reporter is here.

There is a lot of voices outside the door, and the inside is hot and lingering, ah no, the water is in dire straits.

Bian Yingning didn't dare to hit Hua Jiangrong hard, but she was not polite to herself at all.

If the two of them stacked like arhats were photographed by the reporter, it would be different, but the plan set by Nangong Jinbu had been achieved.

"Help..." Bian Yingning cried and tried to escape from under Hua Jiangrong with difficulty, but Hua Jiangrong clung to her body as tightly as a dodder.

"Auntie, for the sake of my innocence, let's sacrifice your reputation first."

When Bian Yingning was about to make a sacrifice in despair, the system that had just been scolded as a waste made a soft voice: "Host, I'm here..."

Bian Yingning, who was shedding tears for her tragic experience and felt that she was about to be elected as one of the three world-moving figures: "?"

……

Coincidentally, Duanmu Zhenghao was on duty again tonight, and when he received a call for help from the masses, the officers from the bureau rushed to the police, and he followed.

After arriving at the hotel to get a general understanding of the situation, I found that the private room that the manager said was forced into by "bandits" did not suffer any damage, only the door was slightly crooked after being violently opened.

In addition, there was only one woman in the private room who was unconscious after being drugged.

As soon as the police officers entered the private room, they felt something was wrong, and the air seemed to be filled with the smell of aphrodisiacs.

They sent the unconscious woman to the hospital, and they went upstairs again. As soon as they got out of the elevator on the sixteenth floor, they were suddenly startled by the short guns and flashing lights blocking the corridor in front of them.

The captain who led the team drove people away with a dark face, already guessing in his heart.

"We won't become pawns in some conspiracy in the entertainment industry." I don't know who said that.

And Duanmu Zhenghao was staring at the two bodyguards who looked like door gods at the door. He always felt that they looked familiar, as if he had seen them somewhere.

The captain took out his ID: "Hello, the police are handling the case, please open the door, thank you for your cooperation."

The two bodyguards looked at each other and knocked on the door.

After a while, the door of the room was gently opened, the red cloud on Hua Jiangrong's face hadn't disappeared completely, but her eyes were clear.

Duanmu Zhenghao was taken aback when he saw Hua Jiangrong, and when he came in and saw Bian Yingning who was slumped on the bed, his eyeballs were about to fall out.

Look at Bian Yingning who was so tired that she was about to go west, then at Hua Jiangrong, then at the messy quilt under Bian Yingning, combined with the foreign land she just smelled...

Duanmu Zhenghao was so stupid that he rushed out the door immediately.

The others were taken aback by his distraught appearance, but the immediate priority was not to care about him.

……

After understanding the ins and outs of the incident, the police took Director Lei and Producer Chen away.

Bian Yingning directly called a well-known lawyer in the industry to take charge of the subsequent matters, and asked the police not to disclose any information about the woman in the incident.

Regardless of whether Hua Jiangrong is a victim or not, in such incidents, even the victim, the woman will be criticized and re-victimized.

The best thing to do is not reveal a word.

With the pressure from the Bian family, Producer Chen and Director Lei couldn't stand it at all.

Before people could react, the well-known director in the circle was arrested and disappeared.

The police reported it from the hotel, but the reporter said that they had received news that there was a major revelation in the place, so they gathered there.

The police tried to find out who was behind the crime, but they could only let it go due to lack of information.

This is information on the bright side.

……

After the noisy people came and left, Hua Jiangrong looked at Bian Yingning with complicated eyes.

This room is very simple, there is not even a sofa, only an egg-shaped hanging chair, so that Bian Yingning can only sit on the bed.

Bian Yingning clutched her old waist and got up like a disrepaired robot without lubricating oil.

Seeing her like this, embarrassment flashed across Hua Jiangrong's face.

She only remembered that after she had a quarrel with Director Lei and the others in the private room, before she had time to leave, her body began to feel limp and weak, and the roiling heat wave hit her again and again, burning her out of her senses.

In the final scene, Bian Yingning appeared at the door, appearing like a god.

"You..." Hua Jiangrong opened her mouth and realized that her voice was so hoarse that she couldn't hear clearly.

When she woke up again, she and Bian Yingning were lying on the ground, and she was still holding down Bian Yingning's posture.

She couldn't remember exactly what happened between the two of them.

Bian Yingning's feet went limp as soon as they landed on the ground, and she almost knelt down to pay homage to Hua Jiangrong, but she managed to grab the edge of the bed.

It's too difficult. I am the one who is Lei Feng, and I am the one who is injured.

Her body suffered physical damage from Jiang Jiaotao, and then suffered physical and magic attacks from Hua Jiangrongfang in a short period of time. It is lucky that she is still alive.

Looking at Bian Yingning's miserable state after being hit by the torrential rain, Hua Jiangrong bit her lips: "We...you..."

Bian Yingning waved her hand to stop her, not daring to look at her again.

"It's okay, aunt, nothing happened to us, you don't have to blame yourself too much, it was an accident tonight, I happened to pass by and saw you being taken away by them..."

At this point, Bian Yingning stopped talking, and if she continued to speak, she might expose her ability as a "prophet". It is better to speak vaguely to avoid trouble.

"I...I'm leaving first. I've already contacted Cancan. The Hua family will be here soon."

After finishing speaking, Bian Yingning limped out with her head down.

Seeing her avoiding her eyes, and her stumbling and exhausted appearance, did nothing really happen between them.

Her body doesn't seem to have any strange feeling... However, she can't guarantee whether she has... made others feel strange.

Why is she walking so fast.

Yes, run away?

I thought that I could make a fortune in the entertainment circle by my own strength without relying on the power of the Hua family, but I didn't expect that the water in it was so deep that even people who came to her position were almost swallowed.

She didn't disclose her family background, because she didn't want people to know that she was from the Hua family, the leader of the media.

If the audience knows her identity, no matter how hard she tries, when others mention her, they will only say: "Oh, Hua Jiangrong, the lady of the Hua family of the information media, there must be many resources to pick Hua at will. Is it normal for people to hold all kinds of praises?"

Instead of saying, ah, is that Hua Jiangrong who is very good at acting?

She wanted to be her own Hua Jiangrong, not Hua Jiangrong with the prefix "Huajia".

Looking at the messy bed, Hua Jiangrong closed her eyes forcefully.

Entering the bathroom, in the large and transparent mirror, his own lipstick was in a circle.

... She just now... actually saw everyone with such an image.

She pulled a paper towel and wiped it little by little.

Wiping and rubbing, the movement stopped, and her fingertips turned into touching the red lips. She looked at herself through the mirror.

The feeling of the red lips being rubbed is somewhat familiar.

……

In the end, Bian Yingning was carried out of the hotel by the bodyguards. I'm sorry, but she couldn't move anymore.

Bian Yingning, who was lying in the doctor's pharmacy and enjoying a massage, received a call from Hua Cancan.

"I picked up my aunt, what's the matter, I dare not ask her..." Hua Cancan's voice was less energetic at this time, and it sounded like she was in a depressed mood.

Bian Yingning sighed.

The two were silent on the phone.

Bian Yingning tried her best to speak in a humorous tone: "It's okay, it's just that she was being targeted and someone wanted to harm her. Don't worry, I showed up very timely when she didn't do anything."

It's just that she is the one who is treating the illness now... and she has lost three hundred points.

Thinking of this, not only her body is in pain, but her heart is also in pain.

Bian Yingning couldn't help questioning the system: "Why do I only get 280 points for completing a task, and it costs 300 points for me to redeem a Yuqing Jiedu Pill!"

What the hell is this loss-making business? No one with a little brain will do it well.

Bian Yingning, who had just completed this task, thought bitterly.

"Darling, if it's useful, please give it a five-star rating."

"Did you look at the situation at the time and raise the price urgently?"

"Dear, please don't look at this system with colored eyes, this system is not this kind of person."

"Nonsense, you are not human."

"..."

At that time, when Bian Yingning was caught in the choice between wanting her own innocence or Hua Jiangrong's reputation, the system suddenly prompted that there were items in the points mall that could be exchanged.

There is no need to think about it, of course it is to be exchanged immediately.

Bian Yingning got a small pill in her hand and immediately wanted to stuff it into Hua Jiangrong's mouth.

But her lips and her face kept floating on her neck.

There was no other way, Bian Yingning grabbed Hua Jiangrong's hair with one hand and forced her to raise her head, covered Hua Jiangrong's mouth with the pill in the palm of her hand and stuffed it in for her.

In order to prevent her from spitting out, Bian Yingning pressed her lips hard with her palm, pressing them in various ways.

Later, I saw that my aunt's lipstick was all in a mess, which was really a sin.

When Hua Cancan hung up the phone, she said to Bian Yingning softly and solemnly: "...Thank you."

Bian Yingning smiled indifferently: "Thank you, what's the use of just saying thank you, it's better to have something practical."

Hua Cancan: "...I gave you a pole, did you really climb it?"

Bian Yingning was puzzled: "Is there a problem?"

"Heh, what more practical expression do you want?" Hua Cancan gritted her teeth, she shouldn't have thanked her for the sensational feeling that she saved her aunt in the last second.

Bian Yingning, who was enjoying the master's seasoned technique, let out a snort in comfort, and said calmly, "Well, it's good to promise with your body."

Through the mobile phone, Bian Yingning's muffled groan seemed to explode in his heart, and Hua Cancan was taken aback: "You... what are you doing?"

It's past twelve o'clock in the evening.

Late night, sexy snorting, it's hard not to think too much.

Bian Yingning closed her eyelids slightly, feeling drowsy: "Me? I'm doing massage."

Massage?Midnight massage?What kind of massage should be done at midnight?

"Bian Yingning, I didn't expect you to be this kind of person!" Hua Cancan gritted his teeth and hung up the phone, not giving Bian Yingning a chance to say another word or make a sound.

Bian Yingning, who was hung up on the phone, was very confused.

What happened to her, what has become of her.

Do you think that she is angry if you don't make her massage, and you don't want to call her if you feel alone?

Serious people don't have anything to do to do massage. If her waist was twisted and her whole body was sore, she wouldn't want to do it.

Is it uncomfortable to go home and sleep at this point?

The woman is really too strange. One second she was still apologizing to you delicately, and the next second she wanted to bite you to death and hung up on your phone.

After thinking about it for a while, Bian Yingning didn't think she was a petty person, if Hua Cancan really wanted to experience it, there would be no problem at all.

So she sent a message to Hua Cancan: "What's the matter, why are you so angry, I'll call you next time I come, I invite you."

Hua Cancan smiled back at her.

Bian Yingning frowned, and said in a domineering CEO's tone: "Woman, I advise you to stop in moderation."

Speaking of Nangong Jin, the leisurely expression on Bian Yingning's face faded.

The male protagonist is indeed the male protagonist, and he does everything without leaking.

Lei Dao was the only person who was instigated by Hua Jiangrong in this matter. The producer Chen was just a forward who was called by Lei Dao to be a gunman.

Director Lei didn't know what was in Nangong Jin's hands, so he was very strict and refused to say anything.

The group of reporters who appeared later was different from the situation in the original text, which did not have this episode.

Bian Yingning guessed that it was probably because Nangong Jin hadn't received the photo of the paparazzi and became suspicious, or he was nearby at the time, even if he wasn't there, he still had eyeliner.

Knowing that things had changed, he simply rushed all the reporters over and wanted to broadcast live.

Unfortunately, he was driven away by the police.

This matter should have come to an end with him, and he definitely wouldn't dare to reveal any more information, as long as he dared to reveal the information... The police are worried that they won't be able to find the mastermind behind the scenes.

If this blow fails, what method will he come up with.

[The task of preventing female supporting role Hua Jiangrong from breaking the scandal was successful, completion rate: 100%, points earned: 280]

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