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Chapter 207 Master, You Are Too Modesty
Zhou Zhi lowered her head and stepped forward a few steps. She slowly put her slender fingers on his palm and wiped it lightly.

Xie Kun suddenly clenched his palms tightly to stop Zhou Zhi's unscrupulous seduction.

At this time, Xie Kun pulled her closer and hugged her deeply from behind.

Xie Kun smiled slightly, resting his chin on Zhou Zhi's alluring collarbone.

Zhou Zhi slowly closed her eyes, and although the corner of her mouth was also smiling, it was completely bitter.

She reached out her hand and landed on the phonograph beside her, the music played slowly, it was a beautiful farewell song.

Zhou Zhi's body moved slowly, Xie Kun followed her steps and kept up with her tune.

"Brother Kun, can you dance another dance with me?"

"it is good."

Zhou Zhi turned around, and seduced Xie Kun with charming eyes.

She raised her hand and took the wine in the glass to her mouth.

Suddenly and lightly tiptoed, Xie Kun slowly lowered his face.

The two lips touched, and there was a strong hint of drunkenness passing between the teeth.

Xie Kun swallowed the taste of wine in his mouth, and with a sudden force on his hand, Zhou Zhi stood up and got closer to him.

Zhou Zhi's wrist turned lightly, and the remaining wine in the cup fell to the ground.

Xie Kun took out a cigarette and lit it for himself, and the smoke filled his hazy eyes.

His eyes were very cold, but they also made people feel affectionate, which made Zhou Zhi feel more guilty in his heart.

"Azhi, have you ever liked me? But it's just a little bit."

"No."

Zhou Zhi's eyes were acidic, and his mouth was wrong.

Even if she is a well-trained agent, she should be emotional.

But she didn't want Xie Kun to meet her in the next life.

There was a little hatred in life, but there was no obsession at the side of the bridge, facing the water of Wangchuan hate, he drank it as soon as he said it.

The lighter in Xie Kun's hand ignited, and it fell to his side at this time, and the wine that touched the ground burst into flames in an instant.

"You should go!"

"Who said I want to leave, since the day I, Zhou Zhi, entered Xie's mansion, I have never thought about leaving. I am greedy for all the glory here, and I am also greedy for all the love you gave me."

"it is good."

Zhou Zhi and Xie Kun looked at each other with smiles on their faces.

The two of them are the last people who should not meet each other, but they happen to have to.

Between life and death, the eyes of the two gradually softened without fear.

I have never said the word "love" in this life, but the feeling between the two of them when they get along can't be fooled at all.

Why use words to express Du Heng's love, maybe the unspoken words are unforgettable.

The flames of war are raging outside, and some people are robbing the power of Xijing City.

But those are no longer related to the two people who are snuggling together in the Xie mansion.

……

Lin Ran came out of the play and came to Li Hong at this time, looking at the appearance shown in the screen.

She smiled gratifiedly.

This borrowed kiss does not prevent the picture from being beautiful, especially since both of them have wine in their mouths, it is so realistic, as if it has been passed on.

Lin Ran bowed deeply to everyone in the crew to express his gratitude.

"Thank you for taking care of me these past few months."

Xin Lan and Li Hong looked at her with a smile, "Where is the heroine so humble, and you are not annoying, how can you take care of me?"

Yang Yi came over to help Lin Ran up, "Master, you are too modest."

"People have to be humble, maybe they will ask them for help next time."

"Oh! Teachable."

"The age of an actress is so young, but she has to be a good person."

When Xin Lan said goodbye to Lin Ran, she read all the manuscripts that Lin Ran sent to her, and replied: "Xiao Ran, remember to write well, don't waste your talent."

"Thank you, Aunt Lan."

"The life of an actor is very short. You have to plan for your own future. Being an author may be a good way out, and choosing what kind of actor to be is also a philosophical thinking."

(End of this chapter)