Third-rate actress GL

Chapter 47

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When she said this, she couldn't restrain the expression on her face.

Zhuang Yan turned her head and saw that her face was flushed, and felt a little funny.

She smiled: "Okay, I'll try."

Although Wen Zhan didn't have much talent in design, he was very good at observing words and expressions. He looked at the strange atmosphere between the two and said, "Xiaobai did it all by himself. We didn't even touch the sewing machine."

Zhuang Yan laughed.

She picked up the skirt, unfolded it and looked at it.

It was indeed a beautiful dress, solemn yet elegant.

There is no fitting room in the studio, so Wen Zhan pulled Cai Yi up: "Director Zhuang, you and Xiaobai can take a look here, we have all finished the clothes, so we will go back to rest first, call and inform We'll do."

Zhuang Yan nodded indifferently: "Okay, thank you for your hard work."

After the two left completely, Zhuang Yan started to undress her own clothes.

Bai Heyu felt her breathing became short of breath, and her cheeks began to blush again.

"Wait, wait a minute..." She covered her mouth and whispered.

"What's the matter?" Zhuang Yan raised her eyebrows, "Don't you want me to try it on? There is also a fitting room here?"

"No... oh, yes..."

Zhuang Yan laughed: "Is it 'yes' or 'no'?"

Bai Heyu took a deep breath, then ran to the door with small steps, carefully locked the door, took the opportunity to exhale, and then stammered: "Okay, okay..."

Seeing the movements of the white crane taro clearly, Zhuang Yan found it very interesting, she smiled: "This is the point, no one will come down here to see it."

Bai Heyu was about to say something, but saw Zhuang Yan move.

She stood facing the white crane taro, turned her head slightly, raised her hands, and began to unbutton her shirt one by one.

Bai Heyu heard himself swallowing saliva very clearly.

Zhuang Yan smiled slightly at this moment: "Are you shy? It's not like you haven't seen it before."

White crane taro: "..."

Zhuang Yan took off her shirt, revealing her black lace underwear and her slender waist.

Her hands moved to the buttons of her skirt.

"I..." Bai Heyu felt that he should not say anything.

Zhuang Yan seemed to understand her thoughts, she grinned: "If you don't know what to say, then just don't say anything."

She took a step forward and untied her short skirt. She picked up the red dress on the workbench, and when she was about to put it on, Bai Heyu got the courage from nowhere. She stretched out her hand and pressed Zhuang Yan's waist. hand.

Both her eyes were moist, and she looked at Zhuang Yan pitifully.

Zhuang Yan looked at her expressionlessly.

Bai Heyu couldn't help biting his lips tightly.

Zhuang Yan stretched out her finger, and her thumb gently stroked the lips of the white crane.

She leaned her face closer and whispered in Bai Heyu's ear, "Don't bite your lips."

Her tone was low, as if it had indescribable allure, Bai Heyu let go of her lips, and in the next second, Zhuang Yan's lips stopped her.

It's a kiss.

Her kiss was rude and hasty, and Bai Heyu opened his mouth to bear it.

She heard Zhuang Yan panting slightly in her ear.

"They'll all leave me, and you too, won't you?"

Bai Heyu felt suffocated in her heart, she wanted to say no.

But the other party's violent movements made her not able to breathe smoothly, and she couldn't speak properly.

She can only use actions to express her thoughts----

She hugged Zhuang Yan and pressed her on the workbench with brute force. She was rarely so brusque, which greatly exceeded Zhuang Yan's expectations. She felt that the white crane was like a brave Little shou, innocent and wronged.

Baiheyu is still too young, and she still hasn't experienced as much as herself.

Zhuang Yan sighed, turned over, and pressed the white crane taro under her body.

Baiheyu obviously had a lot of emotional ups and downs, her chest was heaving up and down, and she couldn't even breathe smoothly, she needed to open her mouth to breathe.

Zhuang Yan looked at the white crane taro under her body and smiled slightly.

She bent down, kissed the lips of the white crane, and kissed the neck and chest of the white crane inch by inch. She took off the dress that the white crane was wearing, and kissed her body carefully.

"You're not suitable for it." Zhuang Yan threw the skirt to one place, she leaned closer, and whispered in her ear, her voice was hoarse, like a spell.

The white crane taro's eyes were wet at that moment, she couldn't help touching Zhuang Yan's cheek, just when she touched Zhuang Yan's cheek, Zhuang Yan grabbed her hand, and she kissed her hand delicately , but a pair of frighteningly bright eyes were looking straight at the white crane taro.

Bai Heyu took a deep breath, she wanted to say something, but Zhuang Yan reached out and touched Bai Heyu's lips.

"Do not talk."

Bai Heyu could only hug Zhuang Yan tightly, all her sorrows and joys were drowned in her passion.

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Bai Heyu came down from the workbench, the studio was underground, without windows, Zhuang Yan leaned against the door frame and smoked.

She was wearing the red dress made of white crane taro, with a pile of cigarette butts under her feet, and she was barefoot, stepping on black high-heeled shoes, leaving the white crane taro a shapely back.

Bai Heyu opened his mouth.

Zhuang Yan turned her head at this moment, her gaze rested on the skirt that Bai Heyu was holding in her hand.

"It's not your style." She stubbed out the last cigarette.

Bai Heyu lowered her eyes and looked at the skirt.

She smiled a little. "Yeah, you said it wasn't for me."

Zhuang Yan smiled.

There was nothing about that smile.

White crane taro doesn't understand, she always doesn't understand Zhuang Yan.

Who would understand Zhuang Yan and Shen Huai Ling? Does Zhuang Yan understand herself?

Zhuang Yan's words interrupted Bai Heyu's train of thought: "These clothes are very good and can be mass-produced."

Bai Heyu was slightly taken aback.

Zhuang Yan smiled. She walked over and pinched the white skirt with two fingers.

"Except for it."

The white crane taro seemed to be under a spell, she looked at the red dress on Zhuang Yan: the color is very good, it matches Zhuang Yan's skin very well, and it also complements Zhuang Yan's extraordinary temperament.

"It's beautiful." White Crane Taro murmured.

Zhuang Yan raised her eyebrows and asked, "Are you talking about me, or your clothes?"

After packing up the studio, they drove home.

The room was quiet, and Bai Heyu turned on the TV, which gave him a sense of life.

The evening entertainment news on TV was rebroadcasting, and Bai Heyu and Zhuang Yan saw Shen Huailing again.

This is a video of Shen Huailing being interviewed by reporters.

She looked a little haggard, but still charming.

Bai Heyu suddenly remembered that it was reported that this was the first time she had admitted to her boyfriend.

She turned her head and asked Zhuang Yan: "Will they get married?"

Zhuang Yan was lazily nestling on the sofa, she tilted her head, the previous affair made her a little tired, her eyes showed a trace of fatigue, and her voice was hoarse: "Marriage, how is it possible?"

Her voice sounded weird, a little dry.

Bai Heyu poured her a glass of water, but still couldn't hold back, she asked, "Then have you... considered getting married?"

Zhuang Yan took a sip of water, her expression remained unchanged, her eyes were still fixed on the TV screen, she couldn't tell her emotions clearly.

"Marry?" Bai Heyu heard Zhuang Yan answer, "Who am I going to marry, you? Do you want to?"

Bai Heyu's heart skipped a beat, even though she knew that Zhuang Yan said it casually, she couldn't help but tremble.