Sister Mai heard something was wrong with her voice: "Qingsi, you're not going to give up, are you?"
"Give up? Are you kidding me?"
She has reached this point and there is no way out. No matter what means she uses, she will never get what she wants.
She would not hesitate to suffer a bloody head and bruises, even if it meant death. As long as those bitches who owed their mother and daughter received their due retribution, she didn't care about anything.
Sister Mai suddenly couldn't bear it anymore, "Qingsi... Otherwise, forget it, you can come back, or I can pick you up. If this role is gone, I can help you pick up other roles."
Yan Qingsi looked at herself in the mirror. She was really beautiful. A twenty-five-year-old woman is at her most beautiful when a flower blooms.
Yan Qingsi reached out and touched her face, "Others? Without this Mr. He, there are Mr. Li, Mr. Wang, Mr. Zhao, Sister Mai... It's useless."
"Green silk..."
"Don't worry, I won't let myself suffer."
After hanging up the phone, Yan Qingsi felt drunk. She took out a pack of cigarettes from her bag, smoked one and held it in her mouth. She touched around but couldn't find a lighter.
Yan Qingsi staggered out with a cigarette in her mouth. She saw a man standing at the door of the men's restroom. He was quite tall. The light was a little dim and he couldn't see his face clearly, but Yan Qingsi could clearly see that his lips were opening and closing as if he were talking on the phone.
Yan Qingsi narrowed her eyes, this person has a good mouth.
It looks like... it makes people want to kiss him, and... there is an inexplicable sense of familiarity about him.
Yan Qingsi walked over: "Brother, is there any fire?"
The man looked at her, and Yan Qingsi raised her head. The effect of alcohol made her dizzy and her vision blurred. The more she tried to see the man's face clearly, the harder it became.
A man rushed out of a private room not far away, cursing: "Damn it, I spent so much money, you just let me play with a salt water bag or something, fuck... Believe it or not, I will call you on the 3.15 platform to complain."
The noisy voice made Yan Qingsi even more dizzy. She giggled and straightened out her breasts: "Hey, guess, am I a salt water bag?"
Snap, a small cluster of flames lit up, approaching Yan Qingsi.
Yan Qingsi leaned forward and lit the cigarette: "Thank you."
"Want one?"
"Need not."
The moment the flames went out, Yan Qingsi saw clearly the appearance of the lips, which were thin and cold, red and bright in color, glowing with cold light, with an unknown temptation, as if they had known each other before.
Alcohol seemed to be transformed into an aphrodisiac in the body in an instant. He started to feel hot, dizzy, and... couldn't control himself.
Yan Qingsi's mouth became dry and she suddenly became very thirsty. She stared at the man's lips,
Suddenly she pushed him against the wall, stood on tiptoes and kissed his lips.
In the dark bathroom door, with the yelling and cursing behind her, Yan Qingsi kissed a man whose face she couldn't even see clearly, and she felt a little crazy.
But... she is a crazy person, so what does this mean
Instead of being taken advantage of by Mr. He, she preferred to eat the handsome guy's tofu. This kind of revenge made Yan Qingsi deepen the kiss. This feeling was so... familiar. When had she kissed this person before
The aroma of alcohol filled the lips and teeth of the two of them. The feminine scent was more intoxicating than the aroma of wine.
The kiss was so blurry that Yan Qingsi let go of the man.
"This is a thank you gift, it tastes good..."
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