Chapter 89 (1/2)
”Ai Qianqian, how does it feel to be a heroine?”
The woman who suddenly appears in the mirror is coming out of the toilet and approaching AI Qianqian step by step.
The charming heavy make-up conceals the pale and dead face. The dry lips are coated with a layer of crimson lipstick. Under the light, it seems to be suffused with a layer of red and purple black.
The state of the whole person seems to have an indescribable feeling, which makes AI Qianqian feel very uncomfortable
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AI's small face returned to its original state, floating on a thin layer of indifference, mingled with a few strands of sympathy, and said in a faint voice,
”It's sudden.”
”Hua La” the sound of running water, AI shallow slightly lean over, open the faucet on the washing table, gently wash hands.
”Is it?”
In the mirror, the woman slightly lowered her head, her long hair fell off a wisp, covered her eyes, suddenly across a trace of fierce poison, and then---
The charming red lips smile slowly and continue to say,
”I also felt very suddenly, suddenly, I was blocked.
All of a sudden---
You will become the female owner of ”the princess of the golden age....”
The woman's voice is full of inexplicable smile. AI Qianqian is more uncomfortable when he hears it.
What does Duan Bingbing have to do with being banned by the entertainment industry?
Although they had some conflicts on the set the day before, she was just a transparent shrimp. In Xie Qian's provocative words, she really didn't have that great ability.
To blame, only Duan Bingbing himself, as an artist, has done so many things to abuse himself.
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AI Qianqian's sympathetic little face was slightly unhappy. He looked down at the water flowing down through his fingers. His pink lips pulled slightly, and his tone was not good,
”What are you trying to say?”
With the landing of the voice, AI shallow low cheek, also straight on the woman who has walked to the side.
But I saw it---
On that gorgeous face, I was looking at myself with a jealous smile.
Looking at the ugly face of the woman, AI Qianqian immediately thinks of the old witch in snow white, just the same,
”You...”
A pungent smell suddenly hit. AI Qianqian felt that his whole body was suddenly soft, just like the strength that had been taken away. Even his legs were so soft that he couldn't support the weight of his body. His vision began to blur
”What are you... What are you doing?”
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AI Qianqian fell on the woman. The woman's slender fingers were scratched on AI Qianqian's back, and her sharp nails were scratched on chiffon, making a ”hissing” harsh sound. The joints of her fingers were a layer of dead white,
”Ai Qianqian, I just want you to experience what I feel now.”
In the glass mirror---
The woman holding AI shallow shoulder, deep red lips, suddenly smile more creepy, demonic cheek is like the decay of flowers, exuding a strong hatred.
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On the dark corridor,
”I told you not to drink so much. I'm drunk now...”
No one noticed that a woman carrying another woman, one side, into another box, a dull sound of heavy door closing---
On the corridor, the sound was lost.
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In the bathroom, the sound of ”Hua Hua” water is very clear in the quiet space.
There is a note on the top of the wash desk.
Splashing up the small droplets, messy flying down, slightly wetted
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