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Chapter 243 Filming

7:30 pm.

Han Qiao looked at the darkness, and there were many fans guarding the dim street lights.

"Students, thank you very much for your support. This is the end of today. We are destined to see you again."

Han Qiao waved goodbye and got on the car under the guidance of the staff.

Roll down the car window.

At this time, there were many fans outside the car window guarding the roadside.

The glow stick is shining like a galaxy in the dark.

The wind blew gently.

Han Qiao's eyes were red.

Maybe one day, I will disappear into the life of my fans, they will form a family with the people they love, work overtime until late at night, and go to the appointment of my life...

A busy life will wipe away your own traces.

But,

There is really such a group of people who like themselves without asking for rewards, which is enough.

And myself.

What you can do is to refuse drugs and gambling, be a high-quality idol, and repay your works.

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hotel.

Han Qiao was so tired that he didn't want to move a finger.

Completely exhausted.

The kind that can't be replenished with sheep eggs or leeks.

After two days of running-in, the crew of "The Golden Fen Family" officially got on the right track. As the male lead of this drama, Han Qiao's role is full.

After returning to the crew, Li Dawei also arranged a night scene.

but.

Fortunately, he and Dong Ji are very natural now in the scene and are almost unable to play NG.

I slept in a daze for no reason.

There was a knock outside the door.

Han Qiao opened the door angrily and prepared to educate Yang Mi.

"Xiaoqiao, it's so late, I won't bother you."

Liu Xiaoli stroked her long, wavy hair.

Han Qiao's hair was messy, his clothes were messy, he was wearing a white shirt, he had two buttons, and his lower body was full of shorts...

Li Xiaoli glanced at Han Qiao's strong muscles, and her eyes were stunned.

Han Qiao's chest and collarbone were covered with claw marks, and the blue-purple wounds looked like shells on a bronze beach.

"This kid..."

Liu Xiaoli pursed her lips.

"Sister, why are you here? Come in and sit down." Han Qiao cleaned his hair.

He took a glass of water and handed it to Liu Xiaoli: "Sister, I have no living assistant recently. I have been in a mess. Don't dislike it..."

Liu Xiaoli took the water, put it on her lap, and smiled: "I should find a living assistant. It's so late to get off the show, so how can I have time to organize my life."

As he said that, he looked at the covered clothing basket.

Put down the cup, walk to the dirty laundry basket, squat down and pick up the clothes, and said without saying a word: "This way, I will help you wash..."

Han Qiao was immediately panicked and stopped him: "Sister, I can do this myself, why bother you?"

Liu Xiaoli was picking up her own eyes and was about to turn back to speak, but her fingertips touched softly. She looked down and laughed out loud: "This... you really want to do it yourself."

Han Qiao pressed his toes against the ground and quickly packed up his pants. He squatted without caring about Liu Xiaoli and pulled Liu Xiaoli to the chair: "Sister, is there anything wrong with me so late?"

Liu Xiaoli looked at Han Qiao in her heart and couldn't help but think: "Don't be careless, Han Qiao is still childish in her temperament."

Looking at Han Qiao, Liu Xiaoli couldn't help asking: "Xiaoqiao, how old are you this year?"

"Oh, I'm on my ID card for 19," Han Qiao's sleeping mind became clearer after this.

He looked down.

Under the light.

Liu Xiaoli's long wavy hair, thin eyebrows, tall nose bridge, and cherry lips painted with lipstick are shimmering...

At night, the slim cotton and linen skirt, under the snow-white collarbone, the bulging chest was heavy. When sitting down, the waist was tight, the hem of the skirt was pulled to the knees, the skin was delicate, the white sandals, the instep was curved like half a month, pink and tender

On the toes, pink nail polish...

Han Qiao pressed Liu Xiaoli's shoulder.

My big shorts and my clothes were not buttoned up...

Didn’t Liu Xiaoli see everything?

Han Qiao suffered a loss of blood.

"Sister, sit for a while, I'll go change my clothes."

"Don't go, sit down." Liu Xiaoli looked at Han Qiao, but she didn't expect Han Qiao to be so young. She patted the bed beside the chair: "You are so polite to me, I'm so old, let's have a good chat."

Han Qiao fastened her clothes, sat cross-legged on the bed, supported her chin, and looked at Liu Xiaoli.

Liu Xiaoli has tight skin, good maintenance, and her figure is as slim as a girl. The only trace left by time is that the girl became a strong mother.

Han Qiao smiled and said, "Sister, you are not young, so I want me to tell you that many girls in the crew are not as good as those in my sister."

"Stop coming..." Liu Xiaoli was overjoyed and her eyes were turned charmingly. Maybe she thought this was inappropriate, and she straightened her back and had a dignified temperament: "I'm old, I can't compare to you young people."

Han Qiao was not afraid of Liu Xiaoli's misunderstandings.

Looking openly, it is worthy of having children, but the capital is different.

Liu Xiaoli smiled.

Not a hiding at all.

"Xiaoqiao, I'm here to find you this time, just to ask you to help Xixi."

Thinking of Liu Yifei, Liu Xiaoli was melancholy, and her straight back bent a little, and said earnestly: "It's your cousin, after all, it's your first acting career, and you don't know anything. You've been filming so well these two days, she's very stressed, how many

Time, I saw her holding the script in a daze."

"Can you help her?" Liu Xiaoli stretched out her hand and grabbed Han Qiao.

Han Qiao felt the warmth and nodded and said, "Sister, don't worry, Xixi is not that fragile, she is so outstanding, you have to believe her..."

As he said that, he couldn't help saying, "The road of life is very long. Sometimes, some roads have to be walked alone, and none of us can help her."

"Sister, we can't harm her."

Under the light,

The two of them shook hands with each other.

Han Qiao looked at Liu Xiaoli sincerely.

"I know." Liu Xiaoli was under great pressure during this period. Can Liu Qianqian still talk to her, who can she find?

I couldn't hold it anymore, my eyes were red, and I patted Han Qiao's hand: "Xiqi was the one I pulled when I was a child. At that time, she was still so young. Now, she is a big girl, if I

If you don’t help her, who else will help her?"

Han Qiao was silent.

Mother's love is the greatest emotion in the world, transcending everything, even life and death.

After a moment, he solemnly said: "Sister, don't worry, I will find Xixi. With me on the crew, she will not suffer any grievances."

As he said that, lowered his head and said dullly: "Sister, I really envy Xixi for having a mother like you. I have been an orphan since I was a child. Therefore, if I don't come to see me, I won't stand by."

Liu Xiaoli looked at the depressed Han Qiao.

I don't know why I feel a little sad.

In the afternoon, she saw Han Qiao so energetic and standing in the light, but now the bright light has lost its color, so all she left was a single reflection.

Liu Xiaoli thought of Han Qiao so affectionately towards Liu Qianxi.

Without thinking, he pulled out his hand and hugged Han Qiao in his arms. He gently stroked Han Qiao's back with a gentle voice: "Xiaoqiao, you have been an orphan since you were a child. If you want, I can be your family."

Han Qiao almost suffocated.

Sniff gently, a faint fragrance lingers on the tip of the nose. When you smell it, there is a ripe musk fragrance. If you smell it carefully, it will smell the sweet fragrance of roses...

Han Qiao couldn't help but hug Liu Xiaoli gently.

After a while.

Liu Xiaoli let go of Han Qiao and looked down. There were some water marks on her white skirt. Looking at the tears at the corner of Han Qiao's eyes, she subconsciously stretched out her soft hand and wiped off the tears at the corner of Han Qiao's eyes. Her red lips were exhaling heat, and her mouth was around her

With a smile on his face, "Why are you still crying? Don't look at you calling me sister, you are about the same age as Xixi..."

Can Han Qiao say he is holding it back?

That's not allowed.

He blushed and said embarrassedly: "Sister, I'm just so moved. I haven't been so kind to me for so long."

Liu Xiaoli smiled. Thinking of Liu Qianxi, she couldn't help but treat Han Qiao as her baby daughter. She nodded Han Qiao's head with her finger and smiled charmingly: "It's so big, there are many women, and she's so blushing, too

Not ashamed.”

"Sister?" Han Qiao said hurriedly.

"Okay, look at the traces of women on you."

"Sister is not talking about you. You are still so young and have your current status. So many women outside are jealous. Don't lose their big shots because of small things."

"Besides, you are still young, and alcohol and sex hurt your body... Do you know?"

Liu Xiaoli was nagging.

Han Qiao finally realized Liu Qianqian's mood. However, Liu Qianqian had a headache, but Han Qiao was moved and felt warm.

He couldn't help but hug Liu Xiaoli, rested his head on Liu Xiaoli's chest, and obediently said: "Sister, I know."

"You." Liu Xiaoli was not shy. Whether it was interests or emotions, Liu Xiaoli was willing to treat Han Qiao as her child. She held Han Qiaotou in her hands and coaxed her and said, "It's not your fault, you look so good.

He is handsome and so talented, even a girl will fall in love with you."

Han Qiao couldn't help but say, "Sister, will you do it?"

"What stupid words are you saying?" Liu Xiaoli burst out laughing, like the rose in the early days, the swaying dew, bright, charming, mature feminine, and a little sour in the girlish green plum.

Looking at Han Qiao's stubborn eyes.

Liu Xiaoli smiled and said, "Sister has become your mother, but if she is twenty years younger, she will definitely like you, okay? She is so mature, but I didn't expect to be like that girl from Xixi."

Han Qiao smiled.

He rubbed his head: "Sister, you are so good."

The two of them kept warm for a while.

Liu Xiaoli stood up and said goodbye.

I looked down at my skirt, which was messy, especially the chest collar. I didn't know why I pulled it down. Under the light, the pink breast meat was like a ripe lychee with shells, full and moist.

Han Qiao stood honestly.

Liu Xiaoli laughed in her heart, thinking that she was thinking too much, but Han Qiao was so big after all, so she had to avoid suspicion.

Send Liu Xiaoli away.

Han Qiaotou was buried in the pillow.

I fell asleep in a daze.

(End of this chapter)