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Chapter 219 We must win glory for our country!

Hollywood paparazzi are far more rampant than those in China, and they use much better equipment.

The main reason Tian Xiaole chose the restaurant was that she only considered the environment and didn't choose one with good privacy.

The news that Matt Damon paid for Tian Xiaole's meal in just one day has already been reported by Hollywood media.

Qin Lan had little presence and was only mentioned briefly.

It was daytime in China, and the news quickly spread back, but the focus was exactly the opposite.

The photos are all of Tian Xiaole and Qin Lan having meals.

Red wine and steak—it looks like a date.

Of course, Matt Damon was also featured in the coverage.

He's no small-time actor; he's quite well-known in China, especially for his role in "The Bourne Identity," which has been hailed as comparable to "Mission: Impossible."

There are also so-called "experts" online who, based on the restaurant's location, explain the price of the meal.

The most eye-catching item was the bottle of red wine.

"Damn capitalism! This meal must have cost almost 150,000 yuan. Director Tian really goes all out to pick up girls."

"Director Tian's influence is really useful; even top Hollywood actors are willing to pay for his services."

"Now everything makes sense that Qin Lan was able to get this opportunity to participate."

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Tian Xiaole doesn't care about being exposed; it's abnormal for someone to have no scandals for a long time, and their sexual orientation should be questioned.

Netizens aren't skeptical that Tian Xiaole is truly innocent; after all, in the entertainment industry, a notorious cesspool, and with such outstanding achievements, what does sleeping with a few actresses matter?

For the media, sleep as much as you want, don't hold back.

This way, they'll have news material, and netizens will be willing to pay, which will boost their magazine's sales.

This is how some people in the industry talk:
"No need to think, so-and-so must have slept with Tian Xiaole, otherwise how could it be her turn?"

"That person looks really flamboyant, otherwise how could they have gotten that role?"

"I really envy those who get acting opportunities after sleeping with Tian Xiaole. Some people just like to get something for nothing...hehe."

"???"

This is the state of mind of most people in the industry, but some netizens are going too far.

"Tian Xiaole is really damned, did he sleep with my goddess?"

"I really envy Tian Xiaole, he gets to sleep with female celebrities..."

"In Hollywood, you should be flirting with those hot foreign women and bringing glory to the country, not turning your back on your own people..."

Tian Xiaole was unaware of domestic news, and even if he did, he would only chuckle.

He's busy right now and feels that Qin Lan has too much prejudice against him.

It was just a fleeting pleasure.

But that couldn't stop them from insisting on playing.

Tian Xiaole could only accompany him, and he enjoyed it.

Wow…

Qin Lan suddenly surfaced, gasping for air, her face flushed red from holding her breath underwater.

Tian Xiaole let out a breath, stood up, and stepped over the bathtub with her long legs.

He gestured to Qin Lan with his eyes and told her to stand in her familiar spot.

She wiped the bathwater off her face, her eyes unconsciously locking onto the person she was serving.

My legs started to feel weak.

Even in a capitalist bathtub, it's still too cramped for two people.

The bathroom space was alright, and Qin Lan braced herself against the frosted glass with both hands, as if she were wiping the glass.

In physics terms, it was subjected to pressure and was flattened.

From Tian Xiaole's perspective, her back was fair and smooth, her waist was bent at a ninety-degree angle, and her buttocks were fair and smooth.

"Give me your hand."

Tian Xiaole patted her pert buttocks as he spoke.

"Okay~"

Qin Lan's fair and delicate hands were held by Tian Xiaole on her back.

The whole process is truly enjoyable.

Bathrooms are always too restrictive, so sofas and beds are the best choices.

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In a state of blissful tranquility, Tian Xiaole smoked a cigarette and stroked Qin Lan's back, who was lying on top of him, looking utterly carefree.

But a text message shattered this beautiful moment.

"Are you leaving so late?"

Tian Xiaole pulled Qin Lan off him and got up to find his pants. The latter looked somewhat dejected; after all, she had just been violated and needed comforting.

"No need to see me off, it's inconvenient for you to get out of bed."

Tian Xiaole touched her face, kissed her forehead, put on his coat, and left. It wasn't that he wanted to leave so late at night; wouldn't it be more pleasant to sleep with her fair, delicate body in his arms?

His assistant sent him a text message saying that Tang Yan was looking for him everywhere and wouldn't sleep until she got back.

Pregnant women are a hassle; they need to be comforted.

Otherwise, you might give birth to a child who will also be a doormat.

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When Tian Xiaole returned to the villa, Tang Yan was sitting on the living room sofa with her eyes red.

There was a pile of used tissues on the coffee table; it looked like the person had been crying.

Two young assistants were comforting her; both were quite young and had no experience with pregnancy, so they were also feeling overwhelmed.

Tian Xiaole sat down next to him and said with concern:
"What's wrong? Why are you crying all of a sudden?"

"Brother Le, it's getting dark. I'm worried you won't come back."

The two assistants exchanged a glance and disappeared into the living room without getting in the way.

"Don't talk nonsense, I'm back now."

Tian Xiaole was speechless. When a woman is pregnant, she can always come up with some inexplicable reasons.

He pulled her into his arms, patiently comforted her, and talked about his work for the day.

Explain to her first that she may not have to come back every night during filming, so that she can be mentally prepared and not cry like she is now.

A moment later, Tang Yan laughed again, carefree, leaning on Tian Xiaole's shoulder, her mouth starting to water.

She's a bit spoiled and arrogant because of the baby in her belly.

"Or grapes?"

"Ah."

Tian Xiaole took the fruit basket from the coffee table, picked out a big grape, peeled it, and put it into Tang Yan's mouth.

"Brother Le, I want more."

Tang Yan opened her small mouth and patted her round belly, as if to say that the baby in her belly wanted to eat.

Tian Xiaole smiled and went along with her.

I peeled another grape for him, but this time I didn't pull my fingers out of my mouth immediately.

Clearly, Tang Yan was still not satisfied; her hormones were surging, making her even more aroused.

Seeing her like this, Tian Xiaole got playful and said in a serious tone:

"It's time to sleep. Staying up too late is bad for the baby."

"Brother Le, you're so mean!"

Tang Yan shook her head, her eyes filled with coquettishness, and said something with a double meaning.

After holding back for so long, we can finally eat meat again. But when I tell her to go to bed early, she just won't listen.

My face turned so red it was burning, and my legs trembled involuntarily.

Tang Yan wrapped her arms around Tian Xiaole's neck, rested her head on his shoulder, and said in a shy tone:
"Brother Le, you need to lull me to sleep."

"Hehe, just sleeping, nothing else?" Tian Xiaole pinched her cheek.

"No, you can stick me!"

Tang Yan whispered, her rapid breathing making Tian Xiaole's ears itch.

"What did you say? I didn't hear you!"

Tian Xiaole smiled, her tone deliberately teasing, her hands already wandering.

Tang Yan is very sensitive and can no longer cope.

She sprawled on the sofa, her sexy lips opening and closing, as if she were hungry and wanted to eat.

In the living room, Tian Xiaole was a little hesitant, after all, there were two assistants present, and if they saw this, they would be the ones who felt uncomfortable.

Overwhelmed by desire, Tang Yan frantically unbuttoned Tian Xiaole's clothes.

I was in a rush, and since I couldn't solve it, I started to get a little impatient.

"Let's go back to the bedroom first."

The situation was like an arrow on a bowstring, ready to be released.

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After calming down, Tang Yan belatedly realized what was happening. Touching her round belly, which was as big as a basketball, she said with some concern:
"Won't what we just did hurt the baby?"

"Probably not, it's been almost four months, a little exercise will be fine."

Tian Xiaole hugged Tang Yan and gently comforted her.

"If it's a son, he can't be as fickle as you," Tang Yan said sadly, gently touching her belly.
"If I have a daughter, she can't be as foolish as me."

"I'd like to see who dares to do that, or I'll break their legs."

Tian Xiaole got anxious. If she really gave birth to a child with a love-struck mind, she would crack open the child's head.

Being affectionate is fine, but being foolish and stubborn is not.

(End of this chapter)