Wan Shaohu complained in his heart: Is your eyesight bad? It’s obviously your brain that’s bad!
After Wan Shaohu left, Sang Ning was the only one left in the living room.
Sang Ning felt very bored, so she kept squatting until late at night, and he was always the only one in Qingyue's house.
Qingyue left the living room once in the middle, but came back half an hour later. He also changed into pajamas and probably went to wash up.
After washing up and coming back, he continued watching ghost movies.
While Sang Ning was squatting that night, Qingyue watched two ghost movies, the kind of restricted and uncensored ghost movies.
Sang Ning was so bored that she used a high-power lens to watch ghost movies with Qing Yue. She was finally able to desensitize herself to ghost movies, which was the biggest gain tonight.
Until early in the morning, Qingyue was still watching ghost movies, with no intention of sleeping.
Sang Ning couldn't stand it anymore and kept pinching her thighs to try to keep herself awake. This was too torture for someone like her who desperately longed for sleep.
No one came to Qingyue's house all night long. Normally Sang Ning should go to bed first to regain her energy, but her intuition told Sang Ning that there must be something fishy about Qingyue staying up so late and watching ghost movies. She didn't have time to waste.
Even if you are sleepy to death, you must persevere and catch Qingyue in the next two days.
At one o'clock in the morning, Qingyue, who was sitting on the sofa, suddenly turned his head and looked in the direction of the entrance. Sang Ning quickly shook her head and cheered up.
When Qingyue got up from the sofa and opened the door, Sang Ning quickly turned off the chandelier in the living room, like a falcon dormant in the dark night, firmly following Qingyue's every move.
Huangtian paid off, and Sang Ning finally found the person she wanted to squat with.
When Qingyue walked back to the living room again, he was followed by a woman dressed as a lady.
But the woman kept facing the camera sideways, and Sang Ning couldn't see her face clearly.
Sang Ning kept adjusting the angle, trying to capture the woman's front face, but the lights in Qingyue's living room suddenly went out.
Sang Ning:???
What the heck? Are these two planning to flirt in the dark?
Sang Ning felt suffocated and let out a deep breath. Qingyue turned off the light, and if he dared to love her, tonight would be in vain.
Sang Ning was desperate. There was no light, and even a high-magnification camera would not help.
Just when Sang Ning thought that tonight would end like this, a purple light suddenly lit up in Qingyue's living room, spreading on the curtains, reflecting a hazy halo.
The purple light flickers on and off, creating an extremely ambiguous atmosphere.
Sang Ning began to adjust the angle of the camera. The weak purple light was still not enough to capture the faces of Qingyue and the mysterious woman, but she could vaguely tell what they were doing through their outlines.
Through the dim purple light, Sang Ning saw from the camera that the curtains in Qingyue's living room were opened again, and this time they were pulled wide.
Sang Ning also felt strange that Qingyue, a cautious person, could raise the curtains again.
Until she vaguely saw two overlapping bodies in front of the floor-to-ceiling window on the balcony of Qingyue's house, Sang Ning's face went from expressionless to falling, and finally she became numb.
"Fuck!"
Sang Ning couldn't suppress the urge to curse, so she stretched out her hand and suddenly closed the curtain in front of her.
Out of sight, out of mind, the floor-to-ceiling windows have become a part of the play between Qingyue and the mysterious woman, and Sang Ning doesn't want her to become a part of their play anymore.
Qingyue is really a contradictory person. He is worried about privacy leaks, but also enjoys the excitement of being spied on.
It's already early in the morning, and the rich woman still comes to Qingyue to do this kind of thing.
Sang Ning said that they were having too much fun and she couldn't understand.
Shooting this kind of video would definitely beat Qingyue to death. After all, this is Qingyue's family, but Sang Ning couldn't watch it without conscience, so she simply gave Qingyue a full hour.
Before an hour had passed, the light in Qingyue's living room came on again.
Sang Ning yawned loudly. She really couldn't hold it anymore. After seeing the lights on the opposite side, she quickly opened the curtains and adjusted the angle of the camera.
This time, she finally captured the rich woman’s true face.
She was wearing a silk suspender nightgown and nestled in Qingyue's arms with a contented look on her face. She was obviously older than Qingyue, but she looked like a little bird.
Damn! Qingyue has something on him!
Sang Ning didn't expect that the rich woman next to Qingyue was actually Duan Wenhui, the boss of Haichuan Entertainment!
No wonder Qingyue dares to be so arrogant.
Sang Ning clicked the shutter frantically to record the "all kinds of sweet" moments between Qingyue and Duan Wenhui.
She sees how Qingyue can deny this time!
Sang Ning frantically took countless photos, and in each one she could clearly see the faces of Qingyue and Duan Wenhui.
When Sang Ning was almost finished taking pictures, Qingyue stood up from the sofa and closed the curtains again.
This time, Qingyue not only closed the white transparent gauze curtains, but also the thickest layer of curtains.
This time, Sang Ning couldn't see anything at all. The second layer of curtains in Qingyue's house was too light-blocking, and even people couldn't be seen.
But it’s not a big problem, I already got everything I wanted.
**
Qingyue's living room.
"Sister, can you please stop doing this next time? It's too dangerous. If someone sees it, it'll be over." Qingyue felt very unhappy, but he didn't dare to complain too much. He felt that Duan Wenhui's demands were getting more and more perverted, and he
It’s almost impossible to satisfy her.
"It's okay. The lights in the buildings opposite you have been turned off, and everyone must have gone to bed. Who would be lying on the balcony to peek at other people's homes in the middle of the night?" Duan Wenhui chuckled, feeling that Qingyue's worries were completely
Superfluous.
She is really under a lot of pressure recently and needs a special channel to release her stress.
Duan Wenhui gracefully crossed her legs, picked up the cigarette case and knocked it on the coffee table, then picked up the knocked-out lady's cigarette and put it to her mouth.
Qingyue took out a lighter, knelt on the ground, and lit a cigarette for Duan Wenhui meekly.
Duan Wenhui rubbed his head with satisfaction: "Xiaoyue, do you know what sister is most satisfied with you?"
"I don't know." Qingyue shook his head.
"I like you to be fierce when you should be fierce, and lick the dog when you should be licking the dog." Duan Wenhui raised her foot and stepped on Qingyue's chest, with an arrogant attitude, just like treating her own private slave.
Qingyue felt nauseous and physically uncomfortable, but he always had a flattering smile on his face: "Sister, this is what we should do."
"Sister, I really want to cooperate with Director Qin. Do I still have hope of joining the cast of his new movie?" He also paid what was due, and Qingyue began to ask Duan Wenhui for the rewards he deserved.<
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"Xiaoyue, do you have to fight this crappy movie?" Duan Wenhui took back his foot and moved his eyes to one side unnaturally.
She also felt very angry when she mentioned this matter.
It had been agreed at the beginning that Haichuan would enter the entertainment sector and that this part of the affairs would be fully handled by her.
But now the investor behind Director Qin's new movie is clearly Haichuan, but she has no right to interfere. This is a clear plan to slap her in the face!