Chapter eight hundred and fiftieth seven pierced the window paper drunk
Poaching?
Are you kidding, of course it is impossible.
"I suggest you set up your own studio, so that your initiative and freedom will be higher. What's more, actors' studios are a trend now. Are you still worried about not having any movies to film?" He Xin said seriously.
"My own studio... I just think it's too troublesome. Forget it, I'll think about it. Anyway, after I finish filming your movie, I plan to take a break." Jiang Qinqin said lazily.
She is not the kind of female star who is particularly motivated and ambitious. She wishes she could work 365 days a year. She basically squeezes out two or three months every year to travel and spend time with her family.
"Where are you going to play this time?"
"I'm going to the United States. But this time it's not just for fun. The main thing is that there was an economic crisis in the past two years. The houses there have fallen sharply. My agent's family bought a house in the early years and it almost lost half of the value. I thought
If there is a downturn, there will definitely be an upswing. I bought a house in Los Angeles. It has been almost two years and I have never visited it. This time I thought about taking my parents to live there for a while.
Hehe, let them also experience the decadent life of capitalism."
"Oh, you can do it. I live in a villa here and I also have a house in the United States!" He Xin said in surprise.
"Tch, what's all the fuss about? Nowadays, many people buy houses abroad. I heard that your family, Cheng Hao, wanted to buy a house in the United States two years ago, but you didn't agree?"
These days, after some people make some money at home, they just focus on running abroad, buying properties abroad, getting green cards, etc., as if they have no sense of security at home, and must leave a way out for themselves. How early?
In 2000, this phenomenon appeared among wealthy people doing business, and in recent years it has gradually spread to celebrities, and it has almost become a popular trend.
"What's good about foreign countries, I think it's good to stay in China."
He Xin has always disapproved of this. Although it seems that owning a house abroad has become a very fashionable thing and something worth showing off. In a few years, you will find that it is still the best in China.
"I didn't say that foreign countries are good for investment." Jiang Qinqin said.
"Investment? If you also spend so much money on investment, in a few years you will find that the value of a house bought in China appreciates much faster than abroad." He Xin hummed.
"Really? The news talks about this regulation and that restriction all day long, and they all say that housing prices will fall in the future. Just like in the United States, when the economic crisis comes unexpectedly, housing prices immediately fall by half. I just think that eggs cannot be put in the same basket.
Here." Jiang Qinqin said, blinking like a fool.
"What you said sounds like you are uneducated. Haven't you ever taken a politics class in junior high school? Economic crisis is a shortcoming of capitalist society. It occurs every few years. This is a rule. But we are a socialist society, socialism
The advanced nature of the economy lies in that... that, anyway, just look at it, as long as our economy gets better and better, housing prices will only go up, not fall. And the more they talk about regulation and restrictions on TV, the more
It means that housing is in short supply, how could it possibly fall?"
This guy scolded Fang Qiu in front of the beauty with a stern look on his face. As for what the advanced nature of socialism is, he himself couldn't explain it.
Jiang Qinqin obviously didn't buy it, especially after hearing this guy say that he was uneducated. She rolled her eyes at him unhappily and said angrily: "It's true!"
"You must be right to listen to me."
This guy drank some wine and became more and more relaxed. Men, or males in nature, are born with the desire to perform in front of the opposite sex they like. He raised his head and glanced at the room, and said proudly: "That's what you are doing.
The house will double in a few years, do you believe it?"
"..."
Jiang Qinqin's expression clearly showed disbelief, but she opened her mouth, but she didn't know how to refute. After all, He Xin's mouth is sometimes quite accurate. When they were filming "Qiao Family Courtyard" together that year,
I heard him talking about Moutai stocks all the time, and by some strange coincidence, I actually bought some too. Within a few years, I made a lot of money, and I even regretted why I didn't buy more at that time.
"Whether you believe it or not, I bought this house for my future retirement. Forget it, let's not talk about it, let's take a walk."
Perhaps because the word "old age care" was mentioned, Jiang Qinqin suddenly lost interest and picked up the cup and gestured to him.
This guy keenly noticed the change in the other party's mood, clinked her cup, and easily changed the subject: "Hey, you said you have an apartment in Beijing, a villa in Shanghai, and a luxury house in the United States. It's considered a house in Chongqing.
, you are now a proper house sister and rich woman!"
"What kind of rich woman am I? Fan Xiaopang is already rich..."
Halfway through, Jiang Qinqin suddenly paused, looked at him with a smile and said, "Hey, you seem to have a good relationship with her, right?"
I don’t know why, but female celebrities in the industry generally don’t seem to be too interested in Fan Xiaopang.
Maybe it’s because they are too beautiful!
Alas, it is an eternal truth that a tree that is beautiful in the forest will be destroyed by the wind, and a gun will kill the first bird.
Jiang Qinqin's words simply came from the last time he and Fan Xiaopang were photographed by a dog, and he was "honored" to be listed as one of the many "cavalry companies".
"This is all about old sesame seeds and rotten millet. Do you believe this?" He Xin couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook his head.
"That's not true. She's so beautiful. Are you really not attracted to her at all?"
The more he spoke, the more outrageous he was. He simply drank the wine in his glass, put down the glass heavily and said, "According to what you said, you are also very beautiful. I should have been attracted to you a long time ago!"
As a result, Jiang Qinqin blurted out immediately: "Don't you have one?"
"..."
This guy opened his mouth wide and didn't know what to say for a moment.
After Jiang Qinqin said this, she immediately realized that something was wrong, and immediately blushed with embarrassment, lowering her head and not daring to look at him.
The atmosphere suddenly became subtle. After so many years of ambiguity, who would have expected that this layer of window paper would be suddenly pierced inadvertently.
He Xin felt that his throat was dry, so he subconsciously picked up the cup and drank it empty. He had already finished it just now.
"oh!"
Jiang Qinqin happened to see this scene, and quickly helped him pour wine into his cup, and then shook the wine-warming pot: "I'll warm it more."
After saying that, he ran into the kitchen like a frightened deer.
He Xin sat there in a daze, constantly thinking about Jiang Qinqin's words in his mind: "Don't you have one?"
Of course there is.
But he could never say the word "you".
Naturally, he couldn't do such a thing as running away in the middle. He wanted to say goodbye and leave in advance, but he was afraid of hurting the other party. The most important thing was that the two of them had to cooperate next, so they had to at least finish the meal before leaving.
Fortunately, when Jiang Qinqin came out again with a scalding wine pot, her expression was as usual. After all, she was not a girl in her late teens or early twenties, and her ability to adjust her emotions was still very strong.
"Come and eat." She greeted warmly as if nothing had happened.
"Hey! You can eat that too!"
He Xin finally breathed a sigh of relief. Faced with Jiang Qinqin's ease, he felt a little unnatural. He accidentally poked his chopsticks into the plate of Mapo Tofu. In Jiang Qinqin's surprised eyes, he also picked up the tofu with a smile.
Pop a piece into your mouth.
"Oh...cough cough cough!"
It was so spicy that I couldn't even vomit. I swallowed it whole and choked in my throat. I quickly turned my head and coughed violently.
"Oh, you said you can't eat spicy food, so what else can you eat?"
Jiang Qinqin quickly stood up and brought his tea cup, and patted his back gently to help him calm down.
After taking a big sip of tea, he finally came to his senses. He was a little embarrassed and said, "I didn't pay attention just now!"
"Pfft! Why, are you scared?"
"Uh...no, no." the guy said hurriedly.
"Don't worry, I'm just kidding you!" Jiang Qinqin stroked his back and smiled.
But while she was speaking, a trace of loneliness flashed through her eyes.
"Okay, okay, thank you!"
Jiang Qinqin took a deep breath, a smile appeared on her face again, walked back to her seat, picked up the cup: "Here, drink!"
"Hey, good!"
Today's rice wine was delicious and not too stressful, so I quickly picked up the cup.
Jiang Qinqin's joke was enough to cover up the embarrassment just now. During the exchange of cups, one person was clearly hiding something but pretending to be fine, and the other was feeling guilty. Unknowingly, they both drank a lot.
He Xin rarely blushes when drinking. It's simply because he doesn't drink well, but today he was as red as if he had rouge on his face.
"Okay, it's almost done."
After drinking the last glass, the guy stood up shakily. Originally, he felt his face was very hot while sitting, but when he stood up, he suddenly found that the entire ground tilted, and his body also fell to one side.
"Be careful, be careful..."
Although Jiang Qinqin also had a rosy complexion, she didn't care about her drinking capacity. When she saw He Xin was about to fall sideways, she hurried over and supported him.
"I'm sorry, uh, I'm not...it's okay, I'm just shaking a bit!" The guy put his arm around Jiang Qinqin's shoulders and said with a smile.
It's just that it seems that even my tongue is not very flexible at this moment.
"Hey, hurry up, sit over there on the sofa for a while, drink some tea, and relax."
This guy obviously drank too much, but that's weird, he looked normal just now.
"Okay, okay!"
This guy let go of Jiang Qinqin's shoulder and waved his hand, wanting to walk to the sofa by himself, but his steps stopped working. He took a step forward, but it turned into a cross step.
"Okay, okay, slow down, I'll help you over!" Jiang Qinqin quickly supported his body and moved towards the sofa.
Then he quickly made another cup of strong tea. When he brought it over, he found that this guy tilted his head and fell asleep leaning on the sofa.
Jiang Qinqin was speechless. She really didn't expect him to be drunk. She even wondered if he was pretending. Hey, pretending to be drunk? Did he want to...
Jiang Qinqin couldn't help feeling that her face was getting hot, and she tentatively pushed the person on the sofa: "Hey, wake up, don't sleep here, I'll help you go to the room to sleep."
Like a dead pig, he didn't react at all. He let out light snores between his breaths.
I really fell asleep, not pretending.
Jiang Qinqin suddenly felt a little disappointed. But looking at him like this, he stretched out his long legs and just sat on a single sofa and slept like this!
She was really worried. To be honest, inviting him to her house for dinner today was just a temporary idea, but her subconscious seemed to be waiting for something to happen. But she never thought that the final outcome would be like this.
She had no choice but to run to the guest room next to her and get a blanket to cover him.
No one had ever lived in the guest room on the ground floor, so she had to re-lay the bedding, sheets, and put on a new quilt.
This guy is sitting on the single sofa, tilting his head and not even changing his posture, and is sleeping soundly!
Jiang Qinqin could only grit her teeth and push him hard: "Hey, wake up, let's go back to the house and sleep!"
"Um... don't make trouble!"
"Oh, wake up!"
Jiang Qinqin had no choice but to grab his arm, lean over and put it on her shoulders, and forcibly dragged him up from the sofa.
This guy finally opened his eyes in a daze and looked at Jiang Qinqin who was holding him up: "Ah, Sister Qinqin, oh, it's almost done, I should go back!"
"Why are you going back? How can you go back like this? Come on, go back to the room."
Jiang Qinqin gritted her teeth. Don't look at her thin body, but she was actually very heavy. It almost crushed her.
"Oh, where are you going back to?"
"Here, right here. I can't get you upstairs, just a few steps, hurry up!"
"Why!"
He Xin is good at this. He feels sleepy after drinking too much. He doesn't make any noise and is very obedient.
After finally getting him into the guest room, I helped him pull off his jacket. As soon as he let go, the guy fell down on the bed with a "plop".
Jiang Qinqin had to take off his slippers for him and look at the way his limbs were spread apart. He wore a white shirt on his upper body with three buttons unbuttoned. His strong chest could be vaguely seen through the open collar. Below was
A pair of tight jeans with a belt tied around the waist.
Her legs were really long, and she was a little envious of them.
But it was uncomfortable to sleep like this. She hesitated for a moment, then gritted her teeth and reached out to untie her belt.
This guy may have been used to being served when he was drunk. When I helped him take off his pants, he actually lifted his butt very cooperatively, but the angle was a bit too large, and the big lump in front almost poked Jiang Qinqin in the face.
"ah!"
She instinctively ducked back.
When she saw clearly, her heart jumped suddenly, her breathing paused for a moment, and her legs subconsciously tightened.
Although the two are familiar with each other and have filmed kissing scenes, this is the first time they have met. She is no longer a little girl, but this penis is obviously bigger than she has ever seen before, just like those foreign male models wearing underwear in magazines.
They look almost the same.
"call!"
She shifted her gaze and took a breath. She pulled her trouser legs, finally pulled down her jeans, and covered him with the quilt.
After finishing her busy work, Jiang Qinqin was already sweating on her forehead. She sat on the edge of the bed and took a breather. Looking at the person lying on the bed, she was a little absent-minded. After a long time, she finally let out a long sigh.
Just as she stood up to leave, He Xin suddenly turned over, opened the quilt covering her body, and randomly connected the buttons of her shirt with her hands.
"What's wrong? Is it hot?"
Jiang Qinqin quickly came closer and touched his forehead, which was wet. Seeing that he had his eyes closed and his hands had no choice but to help him unbutton his shirt.
Ouch! This was not the first time she had seen his naked upper body. It was the scene in the movie when filming. But this time the changes were obvious. From top to bottom, the bulging pectoralis major muscles and the well-defined eight-pack abs, all of a sudden
Spread out, it has a great visual impact. Especially when I took off my jeans just now, I pulled the waist of the underwear very low and exposed a few, uh, let's call it "threads".
"Gudong!"
Such a scene made this long-awaited woman swallow her saliva subconsciously.
After finally getting rid of the uncomfortable shirt, He Xin's hands groped for the bedside table again.