Eighteen line female supporting 13-Let me see if your pussy injury is getting better

In the end, Sister Huang finally calmed down and listened to her nonsense. 'You said that you slept until a serious and innocent boss, who did you say! Just tell me the name so I can hear it. ’

There are no bigwigs in this circle that Sister Huang does not know. Even if it is a new bigwig in the circle, there will be an introducer to hold a party to let everyone know him well. Even if Sister Huang did not attend, there will be peers to tell him, Impossible to miss.

Zhuo Qingshan wouldn't tell her. Telling her would be like telling her mother, it would be telling the whole family, she was shameless!

Besides, this kind of bed partner contract for the five works suspected to come from Pengci is not really going to be married on a blind date. She will still be forced to marry by the whole family. To be honest, the act of forcing marriage is really fucked up.

'I tell you, don't give me all that mess, your mother made me stare at you! ’ Sister Huang was afraid that she would meet people in a bad circle and pick up bad habits, so she would secretly take her to the hospital for blood tests every six months.

I feel that taking her is more troublesome than her mother, this baby's temper is too explosive.

After leaving the studio, Zhuo Qingshan went back to the apartment she rented in the city and didn't contact Yanfu for several days. She was really afraid of this man and beast. it is good.

Yan Fujia's phone calls, messages, and videos all let her hang up and ignore them.

Until he sent a message and asked her to open a video, saying that the preparation of the next work had begun, and he wanted to discuss related matters with her.

Zhuo Qingshan considers herself to be a very dedicated and self-motivated actor, and immediately opened a video with him.

Yan Fujia seemed to have never been turned away by her, her tone of voice was still gentle and upright, and her dress was still very old-fashioned. 'I'll send you the script in an email, you can see first, whether you want a real role or a shallow role. ’

When Zhuo Qingshan heard this, she eagerly wanted to cut off his video and download the script, but Yan Fujia didn't let her go so easily.

'Is your body okay? Does it still hurt? ' Yan Fu asked her with concern.

Zhuo Qingshan's face froze. 'Let's keep talking about business! ’

‘You answer my question first, and I will analyze these two characters with you. ' Yan Fujia was not affected by her cold face, and smiled at her.

She lifted her lips, but finally gave in, and said with a dejected and sad expression: 'My body is much better, and it doesn't hurt anymore. ’

'Did you take the medicine? ' Seeing her uncooperative indifference, Yan Fujia explained: 'I want to know more about your situation afterwards, so as not to make the same mistake next time. ’

Hearing this, Zhuo Qingshan thought about it, too, she couldn't be wasted for half a month like being raped every time! 'Even if it hurts so bad that I can't walk the next day, you know that, it's you who sent me back to my apartment in the city and put me in bed. Then I applied the anti-inflammatory medicine you bought and took it orally. Then I bought lubricating pills online, put them in and let them melt, and the pain was gone the next day.

It took two full weeks for it to recover. During this period, it was painful to go to the toilet, bathe, and sit on a chair, which seriously affected my life. Fortunately, in the past two weeks, I did not have many announcements. I just made a small video and a small advertisement, which was not troublesome. ’

She thought that after talking about this in detail, she could end the topic and start discussing new works, but unfortunately she underestimated Yan Fujia's dedication to her.

'Take your pants off, let me see. ' Yan Fujia nodded after listening, with a pedantic attitude of "This student's explanation is good, but I want to see the real thing."

Zhuo Qingshan: ...I'll go!

'There is no basis for saying that, after all, it is more reassuring to look at it. ’ Yan Fujia didn’t urge her, just waited for her quietly.

Zhuo Qingshan gritted her teeth in the face of such stubborn, gentle and persistent gazes.