Chapter 6 Heartache

"Mr. Pang, you should be pitiful to me."

Jiang Xingxing said while crawling towards Shang Jie beside the bed.

"Mr. Pang, please... please don't kill me. I am willing to do whatever you want me to do."

Jiang Xingxing lay beside Shang Jie's chest, his collar was released, his shoulders were half exposed, and his face was filled with tears, which was charming.

Shang Jie's eyes became deeper and deeper. He stared at her obsessively until he was interrupted by Jiang Xingxing: "Uh, Mr. Shang, you want to say the lines."

"oh."

Shang Jie reacted, looked at the script in his hand, and said, "What a lovely little thing, follow me, and I guarantee that you will enjoy endless wealth and glory."

After reading it, he shivered: "Fuck, such a disgusting line."

Jiang Xingxing closed his eyes, lay down beside Shang Jie's chest, and said tremblingly: "I... all depend on you."

Shang Jie lowered his head and saw the girl's slender eyelashes trembling slightly. Her fear and helpless expression was vividly expressed by her. Every inch of her skin seemed to be able to act, and she completely integrated into the role.

Shang Jieqing couldn't help but reach out and put his hand around her slender waist.

And as soon as he touched her, her sensitive body shivered in cooperation.

Shang Jie looked at the line again and stretched his throat: "Since I don't want to, I don't want to force you. The melon is not sweet, and I don't have this interest in overbearing... Fuck, this is such a vulgar third-level film."

Jiang Xingxing was not brought out of the show by Shang Jie's complaints. She was still addicted to her character's emotions and quickly begged in a low voice: "Mr. Pang, this is the first time I have done such a thing. I have no experience. I am willing."

After saying that, Jiang Xingxing began to unbutton his collar buttons, one piece, one piece... until his collar fell to the chest and abdomen.

She also wore a small, close-fitting suspender inside.

Jiang Xingxing in the play is fully reflected in the quality of a professional actor. Even though Shang Jie had already carried her to his lap at this time, she could still continue acting in a mess.

"Mr. Pang, how about you want me?"

“Continue to take off.”

Of course, this is the line in the play, but it also fulfilled Shang Jie's wish, so Jiang Xingxing dragged his shirt down and threw it aside. In the play, she should have worn a slut under her, but now she is wearing a strapless suspender.

Okay, now she is going to start trying hard to seduce the eunuch general manager.

Jiang Xingxing bent down and gently kissed Shang Jie's Adam's apple. Then he moved upwards along his clearly veined neck until his sharp and handsome side face.

Suddenly, Shang Jie reached out and pressed her chin, turned over and pressed her under him, holding her hand tightly.

The line was thrown aside by him, and his breathing was heavy, and in his deep black eyes, a certain kind of man's wild power flowed.

He is not a eunuch.

Jiang Xingxing was still in the play and called out softly: "Master Pang."

Shang Jie reached out to hold her fair and slender neck, possessed her and wanted to kiss her. She quickly sideways her face to avoid it. Only then did she feel something was wrong with the man's body.

He was so hot, every muscle was twitching, and his whole body was extremely hot.

"Mr. Shang?"

He woke up like a dream, let her go, and went to the bathroom with a calm face without saying a word. Soon, the sound of water came from the bathroom.

Jiang Xingxing was stunned for a while, then continued to read the script, thinking about the lines and actions, without thinking too much.

As long as it is related to the performance, Jiang Xingxing will be very serious and focus without distraction.

Shang Jie took a shower in a cold shower, his face became colder and he went to bed and wrapped his quilt with his back facing her, not knowing what he was feeling sulking.

Jiang Xingxing practiced with his own directing and acting for a while, and yawned. It was already late at night.

Only then did she notice Shang Jie, who had not spoken since just now.

What's going on?

She pushed him with her elbow: "Mr. Shang, what's wrong with you?"

Shang Jie opened his eyes and still ignored her, like a tantrum.

Jiang Xingxing thought about it and thought he didn't thank him. He was angry, so he hurriedly said, "Thank you for accompanying me to play the show. You performed very well, really."

Sincere and sincerity.

Shang Jie still ignored her and closed his eyes: "I'm asleep."

Jiang Xingxing was puzzled: "Mr. Shang, please carry the sofa into the house and then sleep on the sofa."

Commercial Ring:...

Pretend to die.

Jiang Xingxing pushed him, and he continued to move, wrapped in a quilt like a mummy.

"Mr. Shang, you can't do this."

Isn't this a fool? Could it be that I'm going to drive her out of bed?

She pushed his back again and said calmly: "Shang Jie, please keep going!"

The tiger doesn’t show off her power and thinks she is a little rabbit!

Unexpectedly, Shang Jie suddenly sat up and looked at her with a cold expression. His appearance was exactly the same as Shang Jie I saw on TV in the past.

Jiang Xingxing suddenly shook his voice softened immediately: "Well, you also said that this is my home, and the rules are up to me. If I sleep on the bed, you sleep on the sofa. This is the rules, the rules."

Shang Jie said: "I don't allow you to act that drama anymore."

Jiang Xingxing was stunned for a moment and realized that they didn't speak on the same channel at all: "Why aren't you allowed me to act?"

Shang Jie picked up the line book and looked at it: "If you act in this kind of third-level film, it will be a stain on your life in the future. You think, when one day you become a film queen, people will take these films you made in early years and comment on your body and talk about it with relish. You are happy to call you a third-level film queen?"

Of course she was not happy, but she always wanted to live. If she didn't ask her to act like this now, what should she do? Will she starve to death?

"Mr. Shang, you seem..." She made her tone sound as gentle as possible: "You seem to be a little wider!"

"I won't allow you to go to work tomorrow."

After he said that, he sat down at the door with a stool: "I guard the door, you can't even think about going out at a single step."

Jiang Xingxing was really angry now: "You don't need to worry about me in the future. I want to support myself now and support you, a big man. You eat too much, of course I have to work hard. Of course, you eat too much is not the point. The key is that I like acting, whether it is a third-level film or an illusory female lead in the future, as long as I can act, I am willing!"

Shang Jie had a calm face, his temples thrust out. As long as he thought about what she had done to him just now, his heart would explode!

"Did you know, that was so cheap just now."

He looked at her and said word by word: "Tick your head, take off your clothes, show off your charm?

That kind of movie is sold to spam websites and for countless men to watch. Do you still think you are noble?"

With the word "silly", Jiang Xingxing's heart was poked into a hole. She protected her body with a quilt, held her knees and sat on the head of the bed, staring at Shang Jie by the door fiercely.

"I am acting. There are no high-level or low-level acting. There is only the difference between being able to act and not being able to act. I have nothing noble, but I rely on my own abilities to make a living. I am doing what I like. I am not inferior..."

The air was silent for a long time, and with a "bang", Shang Jie reached out and turned off the light.

In the darkness, the girl was lying on the bed alone, her body trembling slightly. She also knew that it was not a good movie, but what could she do? Acting was her dream.

A few minutes later, she felt the bed sinking slightly, and it seemed that a man was sitting next to her.

Jiang Xingxing moved his body away from him.

A pair of warm and thick palms fell on her shoulders, and she shrank for a moment, but did not dodge.

Then, he heard the man say, "Shang Jie has never bowed his head to a woman in this life..."

He breathed deeply, as if he was still in a psychological struggle, his voice became deeper and deeper, melting into the night—

"I hurt you without saying anything, I'm sorry."

Jiang Xingxing was actually very soft-hearted, and she wasn't really angry with him, knowing that he was caring for him and considering her.

She was gambled with herself and the helpless reality.

She lay down and turned her back to him: "I'm still angry now and don't want to talk to you for the time being. Maybe tomorrow will be fine. Go to bed quickly, good night."

Good night to him, he is such a girl with such a good breasts.

Shang Jie's hand gently stroked her soft hair and continued, "I want to discuss something with you."

"Tell me."

Her voice was dull and she sniffed.

"I feel sorry for you. Be my woman, I will give you everything."
Chapter completed!