Chapter 695 (1/2)

It can really be described as escape.

Because she was very embarrassed and her face was not normal.

There was no noise outside, but there were waves of footsteps coming and going.

She held her breath against the closed door and heard the low voice outside.

”What about people? You can't see a woman! ”

”Sorry...”

”I'm sorry. Is it useful? Where are the people now? ”

”Do you want to look one by one? She must be in the hotel...”

”What are you looking for? Don't you know where it is? How many filmmakers live here, and there are paparazzi from time to time. Do you think death is too slow? ”

”There's still a chance in the future.”

Listen to outside completely quiet down, those footsteps did not appear again, she was very relieved.

She didn't dare to think what would have happened to her if she hadn't met the unopened door.

She wanted to leave immediately, but she was not sure whether those people really left. She was afraid that they were still outside the hotel, and she did not dare to act rashly without her mobile phone.

At the same time, she didn't know if there was anyone in the room. She could only keep still.

But those people left, nervous past, physical discomfort came up.

She can't be quiet at all.

When she felt hotter and fainter, she went to the bathroom and washed her face in cold water.

I woke up for a moment, but then I got cold.

The body is getting softer and softer.

”Hold on.” She patted herself secretly and thought about going to the refrigerator equipped with the hotel. She took out two bottles of iced coke and put them on her face.

The whole person is sober again.

The woman went to bed, looked at the quilt, but no one, wanted to lie up.

”Just have a rest, just have a rest, I'll leave soon...”

Coke slowly warming, the effect began to decline, half asleep thinking of a new ice cola, thinking of a hand stretched over, really feel very comfortable, very cold existence.

It feels better than iced coke.

She couldn't help rubbing slowly.

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Yan Mingsheng had a dream.

I wake up with a pillow.

For a moment, he was ashamed and helpless.

”How to have that dream...”

He hit the pillow and felt refreshed for no reason.

Anyway, I'm in a good mood.

The next second, Yan Mingsheng was helpless again.

”Why did the clothes come up, so did the pants...”

He felt strange, and there seemed to be an indescribable aroma in the air.

”I don't know. I thought a woman had been here.”

When he finished, his face changed, and then he looked for it quickly, only to find that there was nothing.

”I don't think so. I stayed awake last night and went back to the hotel. Don't think about it.”

Whether he used to be an actor or later a director, someone always pasted it, but Yan never paid attention to it.

If it is calculated, the one who calculates will never run, but stay to get what he wants.

”You think too much, Yan Mingsheng, you think too much.”