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Chapter 302 Spring Festival Gala Rehearsal
"My good brother, you are a little hypocritical."

The backstage of CCTV was in turmoil, and the big stars who were usually hard to see had lost their veil of mystery, and their emotions and desires remained the same.

Normal people are the show, these people are the networking.

Milk Tea Lun sat in the corner arrogantly and coldly, a little withdrawn, not because no one came to talk to him, but because there were too many of them, he had a stuffy personality, with a sweater and hat covering his head, he ignored everyone.

Han Qiao sat down, looking at the dark circles under Naicha Lun's eyes, a little worried about Kun Ling's happiness.

Feeling a strong arm around his shoulders, Lunwei took off his milk tea cap and saw that it was Han Qiao. He shrugged his shoulders, and in the posture of a basketball charge, he bumped into Han Qiao and showed off his muscles: "It's worth trying Give it a try, if you have a chance to play basketball together."

"Okay."

Jay Chou's three treasures, basketball, games, and milk tea.

Han Qiao thought to himself that this is the first time for Brother Zhou to attend the Spring Festival Gala, so he must have a sense of ownership, and nonsense: "How are you and Yilin recently, have you confessed your love?"

"No way...we are good friends..." Jay Chou, an innocent young man, denied it flatly.

"Really?" Han Qiao wondered, Jolin Tsai was so obvious.

"Really not..." Zhou Jielun shook his head, a little cool: "Friends are the best, lest sometimes friends can't do it."

"You can't!"

"Then what do you say?" Zhou Jielun remembered that Han Qiao had three girlfriends.

"You just have too little experience with girls."

Han Qiao put his hands on Brother Zhou's shoulders, and taught by example and precept, he knows this matter well, and taught Zhou Jielun not to fall in love too easily.

Jay Chou couldn't pretend anymore, and opened his eyes: "Is this really possible?"

"Of course." Han Qiao tugged.

"Han Bridge."

Li Fei was holding up her skirt, with a camera hanging around her neck, smiling all over her brows. She came out to breathe, but she didn't expect to see her idol.

Then he stretched out his hand generously, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Hi Jay Chou, I'm Li Fei, I like your song very much."

"Thank you."

"Can I sign my name?"

"No problem at all."

Li Fei said, holding up the hem of her skirt, blinking at Han Qiao with her big watery eyes.

Han Qiao gave way tactfully.

Li Fei smiled softly, swayed her slender willow waist, and sat between the two of them. This girl was really socially obsessive, playing with the camera, and forced them to take a group photo.

The evening dress was light and thin, with a girly scent of perfume. After the photo was taken, Li Fei was very interested in Jay Chou and was looking for something to talk about.

Han Qiao watched Zhou Jielun's visible cramps, struggling to cope, sweating, and cast a look for help.

Han Qiao gestured with his eyes.

Come on.

………………

8:30 in the evening.

In a private tavern in the HD area, Han Qiao led Zhao Buffett, pushed open the door of the box, looked around, the atmosphere in the box was warm.

The tavern is in the Japanese style, with cherry blossom screens and the sound of the piano, everyone took off their shoes and sat on the ground.

"Han Bridge."

"Sissy."

Liu Yifei has long hair and shawl, a plump face, sufficient heating, a simple wool shirt, light-colored jeans, youthful and lively, she is only 16 years old, but she is a beauty embryo, when she sees Han Qiao, Liu Yuemei bends her eyebrows and greets her softly .

Han Qiao smiled: "Director Zhang, I just met Zhao Buffett at the rehearsal of the Spring Festival Gala. I don't mind joining us."

The bearded man was chatting with Hu Jun, when he heard this, he stood up and said enthusiastically, "Brother Han, you are welcome."

"Hello."

Zhao Buffett smiled and twisted his bag: "I came here uninvited, sorry for the trouble."

We exchanged a few pleasantries.

Liu Yifei took a sip from the water glass, moistened his dry lips, and seeing no one was paying attention, he held it up and said, "Han Qiao, how is the movie going?"

Han Qiao was a little surprised. Liu Yifei looked cold, but his brows were still a little girlish, and he smiled: "It's okay, little girl, don't talk like adults."

"you……"

"Ignore you."

Liu Yifei gritted her teeth angrily.

Big-tailed wolf, how old are you? You are not only 20 years old!
With all kinds of dishes on the table, after a few glasses of wine, the atmosphere became more relaxed. The bearded man smiled and said, "The Eight Parts of Tianlong have been finalized. There was no finale banquet at that time, so I will make up for it today."

"Producer Zhang, when will it air? Is there a TV station?" Gao Hu put down his glass.

The bearded man is in a good mood, with a rosy face: "It will be aired in March next year. The TV station is currently in Zhejiang Province, Liao Province, and other important provinces."

"A drama with three stars."

Han Qiao couldn't help but be happy too. These days, there are only a few TV dramas that are really starred, let alone a TV series with three stars.

This time.

The atmosphere became more enthusiastic. A TV series is not only the hard work, but also the wealth and life of the actors.

The quality of Tianlong Babu is good.

The TV stations that broadcast it are also powerful, and it is almost foreseeable that everyone will benefit from this drama to varying degrees.

Gong chips are staggered.

Han Qiao toasted a few glasses of wine, and as the rice wine in the glass was empty, it was filled, and smiled: "Sister."

There is sufficient heating in the compartment.

Liu Xiaoli has big wavy curls, a white slim one-piece woolen skirt, a well-proportioned and slender figure, in a kneeling posture, her waistline is tight, her beautiful back is charming, and her slender legs are wrapped in fleshy stockings.

Looking at Han Qiao's wine glass.

Liu Xiaoli's eyes were sharp, and while no one was paying attention, she warned Han Qiao, and immediately snorted quietly: "I don't drink."

Han Qiao was too lazy to get used to it. Taking advantage of no one's attention, he poked Liu Xiaoli's fleshy soles with his fingers. It was soft. His fingernails ran across the silk stockings, and the texture of salsa was so frightening that Liu Xiaoli's face paled. Unable to control it, with a "kick", the wine glass fell on the table.

Water splashes everywhere.

"Ahem, I'm sorry, this tea is a bit hot." Liu Xiaoli's heart raised her throat, her face turned pale, she retracted her feet, endured the numbness of the soles of her feet, and stabilized her mind.

Han Qiao is daring.

"Mom, are you okay?" Liu Yifei asked with concern, leaning sideways.

"It's okay." Han Qiao cleaned up and poured a cup of tea: "Sister, this time the tea is not hot, you have to serve it."

"Thank you." Liu Xiaoli felt like sitting on pins and needles as she looked at Han Qiao's teasing eyes.

Just over an hour.

Liu Xiaoli was unsteady and guarded against Han Qiao, but Han Qiao was like a gentleman, keeping his eyes straight and keeping his back straight.

Talking and laughing.

The bearded man is very concerned about Han Qiao's movies. After all, Han Qiao's movies are released before Tianlongbabu. Stephen Chow's movie crashed, if you need help, just ask."

"Thank you Brother Zhang."

Han Qiao really has it: "When it's released, I hope Brother Zhang will say something nice."

"It's easy to say." The bearded man readily agreed.

The people sitting here are almost all first-line stars. Han Qiao risked his life to accompany Junzi, the wine was ready, and he was invited to join in the premiere.

Three rounds of wine, five flavors of food.

Each home.

The streets are deserted.

Han Qiao waved off with a drunken head.

Liu Xiaoli's high-heeled shoes and messy footsteps, regardless of Liu Yifei still looking for Han Qiao, dragged her away quickly as if she was fleeing.

The hustle and bustle dissipated.

Han Qiao lit a cigarette and prepared to slow down.

In a few minutes.

In the dim light, Liu Yifei ran over in a hurry, and when he saw Han Qiao, his nervous expression suddenly relaxed, panting: "Han Qiao, it's a good thing you haven't, go and have a look, something happened to my mother."

Without saying a word, Han Qiao threw the cigarette on the ground and stomped it out: "Where is it?"

"It's in the parking lot in front." Liu Yifei was on the verge of crying, speaking incoherently, and grabbed Han Qiao's hand: "Hurry up."

Han Qiao followed Liu Yifei to the parking lot.

There was chaos in the parking lot, a white small bridge car and a Hummer collided together.

The driver of the Hummer was five big and three thick, with a waist like a bucket, a face full of flesh, a gold watch on his thick wrist, and colorful breasts folded underneath. He spoke heavily: "Female driver, no matter how you drive, you can hit this."

Liu Yifei pulled out a handful of her hair, and she was distracted all night. She didn't expect a car accident, and yelled annoyedly: "What's wrong with the female driver, why are you yelling, isn't it just losing money, how much is it, I'll give it to you."

talking.

He pulled his bag and pulled out a small stack of red banknotes: "Are these enough?"

"Stinky bitch, you think you're the only one with two stinky coins." The Hummer driver drank a lot of wine, took the money with his fat hand, threw it on the ground, coughed a mouthful of phlegm, and spat it out: " Today I will tell you that money is not everything.”

Seeing to do it.

Han Qiao shouted, "The police are here."

The fat driver raised his hand in a daze. The next moment, Han Qiao put his arms around Liu Xiaoli. Liu Xiaoli was out of her mind and didn't notice. Han Qiao opened the car door, stuffed Liu Xiaoli into the car, and turned to smile at Liu Yifei. : "You take good care of my sister, I will handle it here."

"Hmm." Liu Yifei worried about her mother's injury, looked at the fat driver, and said worriedly, "Don't fight."

Watching the two get into the car.

"Who are you?" The fat driver glanced at Han Qiao, guessing that he was not the opponent, and his tone softened: "Dude, I didn't say that, your sister is too insulting."

"Isn't it money? I'm already driving a Hummer, so I'm missing her crookedness."

"I'm sorry." Han Qiao handled the matter very happily: "It's so late, it's cold, you can handle it, but the beauties around you can't. This matter is indeed our problem. In this way, I will give you Leave a call, and my assistant will take care of any losses."

The fat driver was stunned.

People are imposing.At first glance, Han Qiao was not an ordinary person.

I went down the steps: "Okay, I see that you are too angry, if it's not for my girlfriend's sake today, I have to talk about it."

Han Qiao handles the accident well.

Turning around and opening the car door, Liu Xiaoli came back to her senses and saw Han Qiao with sharp eyes and angrily: "What are you doing here?"

"Mom, I found Han Qiao, I'm afraid something will happen to you." Liu Yifei hurriedly said.

"I'm fine." Liu Xiaoli looked straight ahead, with a cold face: "I will transfer the money to you when the time comes."

"Sissy, fasten your seat belt."

"Mom..." Liu Yifei dissatisfied: "Han Qiao helped us, we can't have this attitude."

"Then what kind of attitude do you want?" Liu Xiaoli gritted her teeth: "If it wasn't for him, how could I be so ashamed today."

"Mom." Liu Yifei shouted: "Don't make trouble out of no reason. It's obvious that you bumped into someone else. What does this matter have to do with Han Qiao?"

"Liu Qianqian!"

"You give me a seat right now, right now!" Liu Xiaoli glared, almost gnashing her teeth: "Listen carefully, I know you have a crush on Han Qiao, unless I die, you should die as soon as possible."

"Mom, what happened to you today!..." Liu Yifei's face was on fire: "You are unreasonable, I..."

"That..." Han Qiao was a little embarrassed, poking his head: "Sister, Qianqian..."

"Han Qiao, get out." Liu Xiaoli opened her eyes angrily, her tone cold.

Han Qiao's face darkened: "Sister, I think you may have misunderstood."

Done.

He opened the car door, sat down, and said with a smile: "Sister, I remember that you invited me to be a guest last time, don't you forget..."

"The moonlight is good today."

"You..." Liu Xiaoli's face was suddenly embarrassed. Looking at Han Qiao's smile from the rearview mirror, she couldn't help but feel cold, this devil.

"Mom, what's going on?" Liu Yifei looked at his mother, then at Han Qiao, confused.

Obviously Liu Xiaoli hates Han Qiao so much, why would she invite him as a guest.

"You're right." Liu Xiaoli put on her seat belt expressionlessly, "Sissy, sit down, we're going home."

"Oh." Liu Yifei retracted his head, honestly, after a few minutes, his eyebrows stretched, and he lay on the back of the car, looking at Han Qiao: "Han Qiao, will you play in Legend of Sword and Fairy?"

"Bangdang."

The car shook for a while.

Liu Yifei screamed in fright and quickly sat down.

"I won't act." Han Qiao looked at Liu Xiaoli's profile.

"Oh."

The car arrived at the villa.

As the car door opened, Liu Xiaoli stroked her hair beside her ear: "Qiqian, you go in first, Han Qiao and I will deal with what happened just now."

"It's cold outside, why not go in?"

"Are you my mother, or am I your mother?"

"Oh." Seeing that his mother was really angry, Liu Yifei shut the door behind her back.

The villa garden is quiet.

under dim lighting.

Liu Xiaoli stepped on her high heels, with a cold face, walked up to Han Qiao without saying a word, slapped Han Qiao hard on the face, stared intently at her, and clenched her fingers: "I warn you, I will definitely kill you!" you."

Han Qiao touched his cheek, the slap was really cruel, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he bullied Liu Xiaoli, and tightly grasped Liu Xiaoli's slender wrist with both hands: "Sister, your hands are so soft, they are not for hitting Human."

"You..." Liu Xiaoli was struggling desperately with her breasts bulging, Han Qiao's hands were like steel bars, and his face was bloodshot in an instant: "You motherless beast, devil, why don't you die."

"Sister, you are going too far."

"Obviously it was you who proposed the deal, but you blamed me for fulfilling your wish." Han Qiao slid his fingers down Liu Xiaoli's cheeks, tucked her hair behind her ears, and smiled at the corner of her mouth: "My wife, let's make a deal now." ,here we go."

"Enjoy it."

Han Qiao let go of Liu Xiaoli, touched her cheek, and stretched out her hand: "Sister, please."

"You will pay the price sooner or later." Liu Xiaoli rubbed her wrists, Han Qiao was like a devil, took a deep breath, stepped on the cold cobblestones with high heels, and said in a cold voice: "I said, the time can only be decided by me, if you dare today, I will I don’t mind letting Lao Chen come over and take a look.”

Han Qiao liked to see Liu Xiaoli's confident look, and shrugged, "Sister, you don't want Qianqian to know about our relationship, do you?"

"You..." Liu Xiaoli gritted her teeth: "Very good, you are very good."

mock up.

The Achilles' heel is pinpointed.

Liu Xiaoli was going crazy with anger, she was confused last time and made a big mistake, now it's hard to recover, she can only hope that Han Qiao won't go too far, striding her legs, angrily walking towards the villa.

Han Qiao followed behind.

Liu Xiaoli has a slender figure, with shaved shoulders, long wavy hair draped over her shoulders, a charming back, slender and well-proportioned legs, under a woolen skirt, flesh-colored silk stockings wrap her calves, and straight high-heeled shoes. She walks step by step. Shake stepped on the tip of the boy's heart.

Usually dignified and delicate, but also has a mature charm.

Liu Xiaoli tried her best to control her walking arc, Han Qiao's eyes were shining like a ruler, holding a small sachet, walking fast.

With a snap of high heels.

Liu Xiaoli's face turned pale, and there was a severe tearing pain in her ankle. She staggered and was about to fall down.

Han Qiao caught it and smiled: "Sister, why do you always sprain your feet in front of me?"

"Let me go." Liu Xiaoli gritted her teeth in pain, she was unlucky, and punched Han Qiao hard in the stomach with her arm.

"Okay." Han Qiao let go and looked at Liu Xiaoli with great interest.

Liu Xiaoli touched her leg, limping, the pain in her ankle made her sweat profusely, she walked a few steps, her lips were blue and white.

next moment.

Turn around.

Subconsciously grasping with both hands.

Han Qiao hugged Liu Xiaoli by the waist, put his hands on his hips, an upright gentleman said, "Sister, if you continue to move, I won't be able to tell with my hands."

Liu Xiaoli was honest immediately.

to the door.

Han Qiao put Liu Xiaoli down and rang the doorbell. As the door suddenly opened, Liu Yifei's hair was hanging down, and she put her hand on the doorknob.

"What are you looking at?" Han Qiao supported Liu Xiaoli: "My sister sprained her ankle, go get the medical kit."

"Mom, are you okay?" Liu Yifei ran into the room.

Han Qiao supported Liu Xiaoli to sit down, stretched out his hand to hold Liu Xiaoli's little feet in his hand, without any delay, his fingers hooked, and with a tear, the flesh-colored stockings became tattered, and the belly of his fingers pressed on the snow-white ankle.

It's all lightning and flint.

Liu Xiaoli subconsciously leaned back, regained her senses, her feet felt cool for a while, subconsciously twisted her toes, and growled in embarrassment: "What are you doing, you still don't let go."

"No." Han Qiao is a gentleman: "Sister, you are injured and must be dealt with immediately."

"Sissy will handle it."

"Sissy can't handle it well."

"Then why are you tearing my stockings?"

"Sister, are you stupid?" Han Qiao said with a funny expression, "How can I help my sister press through the silk stockings?"

"Stop talking nonsense." Han Qiao patted Liu Xiaoli's calf and gently pressed her ankle.

Liu Xiaoli subconsciously withdrew her legs and pulled her hands together: "Let me go, no need."

"Snapped."

Liu Xiaoli's eyes widened in disbelief, her body tensed up instantly, she touched her butt, and growled in her throat, "Are you crazy?"

"I think you're crazy." Han Qiao didn't care. "You don't want her to see Sissy when she comes out."

Liu Xiaoli lost her strength all of a sudden, nestled on the sofa, her face was cold, she squinted at Han Qiao holding her foot, pressing her fingers on the sensitive acupuncture points.

Han Qiao felt Liu Xiaoli's legs tremble slightly. Liu Xiaoli's jade feet were slender, her toes were as round as garlic heads, and the back of her feet were white and delicate, almost transparent. You could clearly see the tender green veins in her complexion, and her toes were fleshy. Soft and bouncy.

Han Qiao pressed it slowly.

"Han Qiao, the medical kit is here." Liu Yifei hugged the medical kit.

Han Qiao searched for red wine: "Sissy, go prepare a cold towel."

"Oh."

Liu Xiaoli watched Liu Yifei disappear, and said indifferently, "You are such a good slave, you are very happy holding your stinky feet, aren't you?"

"Sister, when will your mouth be as soft as your hands?"

"You..." Liu Xiaoli was ashamed and angry: "You are not allowed to talk about this again."

"Let's see how you behave." Han Qiao smiled and said, "Sister, look, we are friends and comrades-in-arms, and we don't want Qianqian to know, right?"

"Don't mention her." Liu Xiaoli was used to Han Qiao pressing her feet, with her hands crossed over her chest, her expression indifferent: "If your fans know that you are holding the mother's stinky feet..."

"Sister, you're being stubborn again."

Han Qiao pressed hard, and Liu Xiaoli suddenly let out an ouch in pain, her body was weak, her eyebrows were furrowed, and she bit her red lips with her white teeth.

"Look, you are obviously the one who suffers, so why did you fight against me?" Han Qiao said gently, "Follow me, and you will be happy."

"I'm happy for you, uncle." Liu Xiaoli swayed in big waves, and cursed fiercely: "Animal who lacks mother's love."

Han Qiao's face was cold, and he was immediately rude. Liu Xiaoli was sweating, her face was sullen, her eyes were fierce, and she just refused to admit defeat.

"Mom, why are you sweating so much?" Liu Yifei touched her in distress.

"Mom is fine." Liu Xiaoli was weak.

Han Qiao took the cold towel and rubbed it slowly. Liu Yifei looked at it for a while, and suddenly couldn't sit still, and shouted: "Han Qiao, I'll be fine if I come, thank you."

"What's the mess?" Han Qiao snorted coldly, "Come and rub it, okay?"

"But." Liu Yifei's butt was on fire, and Liu Xiaoli let Han Qiao rub her feet. Seeing her frightened, she couldn't help but say, "No, Han Qiao, I'll do it."

"Sister, what do you say?"

Han Qiao looked threateningly.

"Cissy stop making trouble, let Han Qiao come." Liu Xiaoli wished she could draw out her knife and hack Han Qiao to death, she looked at Liu Yifei, turned her head away, her face was covered by big waves: "Cissy, go back to your room and sleep, Han Qiao I'm leaving now."

"No way," Liu Yifei burst out, "Mom, you don't hate Han Qiao the most."

Han Qiao was not happy: "I am so far away, and I also help deal with car accidents, and I also need to help deal with sprained feet."

"Han Qiao, I didn't mean that." Liu Yifei felt that she was thinking too much, she sat on the sofa, resting her chin on her plain hand, her eyes widened.

(End of this chapter)