: It’s better not to enjoy this blessing

Author: Baishang Prawn Rice

: It’s better not to enjoy this blessing

The three Chinese awards, Golden Rooster, Golden Horse, and Golden Image Awards are the most authoritative and influential. In 1992, Golden Rooster and Baihua jointly organized and launched the "China Golden Rooster and Hundred Flowers Film Festival".

The two awards are very different. The Golden Rooster Award is the "Expert Award" and the Hundred Flower Award is the "Mass Award".

Han Qiao's nomination this time was awarded the Golden Rooster Award for "Director's debut", "Best Supporting Actress", "Best Music Award", and "Best Feature Film" for the Hundred Flowers Award.

In Yinchuan in September, the heat has not subsided.

"Sister Yuanyuan, Sister Ran." Han Qiao felt a little chilling on his spine and he coughed and said, "You are here just right."

It's so fatal!

Qin Lan put his hands on Han Qiao's arm, leaning on half of his body, with a combat readiness posture, curved eyebrows, and said with a smile: "Husband, are you happy?"

"I'm calling here." His hands poked and twisted the soft flesh around his waist, and his smile was sweet: "There's a special show."

The tone is elongated.

Special show?

How special it is.

Han Qiao was righteous and stern: "Xiao Lan, I am not a person who wants beauty and enjoyment comfortably."

"You are so beautiful." Qin Lan heard this, twisted Han Qiao's soft flesh on his waist with both hands, and spat angrily: "Shameless."

Seeing the two of them coming, for some reason, they let go of Han Qiao's arm.

"Xiaoqiao, congratulations." Nishimiya orange-red turtleneck sweater, she is tall and wears a khaki woolen coat on the outside, gentle and elegant.

He let go of his small suitcase, raised his head, carefully tidying up Han Qiao's collar, and his scallion-white fingers stroked across the collar, whispering softly, saying softly: "All of them are big men, and they can't take good care of themselves."

"Sister Yuanyuan."

The lips were cold, the soft palm of the Xigong Niang was, and the Xigong Niang Niang chuckled with red lips: "Xiaoqiao, your first Golden Rooster Award, the Best debut award, I am the award presenter."

Hanqiao's movie "Lost in the Road" had a box office of 65 million yuan and the Golden Rooster Award for Best First Girl, which was almost the best thing to win.

It is undoubtedly very memorable that Xiaoyuan can present him with an award. Han Qiao felt warm in her heart and promised: "Sister Yuanyuan, this award is a no-brainer."

Two eyes were as bright as fire.

Han Qiao's spine was cold.

"So affectionate." Empress Beigong tilted her lips, held a small suitcase, and a white dress, pure and enchanting, with a cold white skin glowing, with a belt around her waist, red lipstick, and Nunu's lips: "Or you two can just stay here for the night, I'll bring you two to you."

"Yes." Xiaolan's tone was sour and rolled her eyes: "The first prize is the first Golden Rooster Award."

It's deadly.

"That..." Han Qiao looked left and right, and waved his hand: "Go together, the car is big, you can sit down."

A little unexpected.

No trouble.

Han Qiao sat in the front row, and in the rearview mirror, three women faced to the left, one faced to the right, and one pretended to wear lipstick.

No one looks down on anyone, he is a bit distant, and he is still so compatible.

Too abnormal!

When we arrived at the hotel, three women were carrying small suitcases, whispering to each other, and looked at Han Qiao from time to time.

"Han Qiao, we'll come to find you later." The three of them discussed, Xiao Lan's face was bad, hesitant, and his voice was barely: "Well, you'll go back later, clean up."

"Not good." Han Qiao flatly refused: "I am an unmarried man now, so I have to abide by the morality of men, how about..."

"So much nonsense." Xiaolan stared at her eyes and said angrily: "It sounds nice to say, but I may think what I think in my heart."

"That's it." Xiaoyuan's face was not good, she changed her gentle personality and urged: "Go back and prepare quickly."

Han Qiao looked at Xiao Ran with his eyes.

Xiaoran was carrying a suitcase, blinking her eyelashes, and carrying a small jar in her sachet, emphasizing: "You eat more when you go back."

Han Qiao looked down and saw that he was so good.

"Okay."

Han Qiao turned around in one step: "It was your request, we won't settle the score later."

The hotel is arranged in a unified manner with the Golden Rooster Award, and the Hanqiao treatment is good, and the big bed room is available.

Open the window.

In September in Yinchuan, the autumn is clear and the sky is clear.

After taking a shower, lit the aromatherapy, sitting for a few minutes, I simply opened another bottle of red wine.

I was so itchy that I said that there was a special show, it would definitely not be a "Shura Field".

Good days are coming!

Life is like years old, Han Qiao started squatting, her waist is tight, her butt is facing down, and her waist is hot.

Temporary forging guns, even if they are not happy, they will shine.

After a century, the long-lost knock on the door finally came. Han Qiao calmed down, unscrewed the door lock, pretending not to care: "Why is it really coming? I'm ready to go to bed."

"You go to bed at 3 pm." Xiaolan held the small box and sniffed it with his nose. He glanced at Han Qiao with a smile: "It's not bad, I even ordered aromatherapy."

"Where is red wine?" Xiao Ran sat on the head of the bed, holding the red wine, her figure was attractive, her dress was raised, her high heels were picked up, her two green onion fingers pinched the goblet, and she shook the red wine. The standard concubine lay on her side: "It seems that someone is not honest."

"Since that's the case, he can't be disappointed."

Han Qiao suddenly felt bad. The three of them were sarcastic and coughed and said, "Well, Hongdou just called me and asked me to try out the suit..."

"Stop talking nonsense."

"Sit down quickly."

He pressed Han Qiao and sat on the chair.

Han Qiao looked at Xiao Ran’s rope binding his hands and immediately shouted: “Sister Xiao Ran, what are you doing.”

"Honey, obedient." Xiao Ran's eyes were charming and her red lips opened lightly: "There will be fun soon."

Said.

He pulled the rope with both hands and pulled it hard. The rope was tightened and wrapped around Hanqiao for more than ten times.

"No..." Han Qiao was almost crying: "There is no need to be so tight."

I have become a silkworm.

Xiao Ran pulled up the curtains and it was dim.

Several people opened the box. Han Qiao's eyes were sharp, and the box was full of clothes.

Xiaolan's box is full of cheongsams. She has a slim figure and has a gentle temperament in the Republic of China.

Xiaoyuan's box contains various skirts, Han Qiao's sharp eyes, and JK.

Xiaotian's box was messy, and she was lazy to clean up. She held a small white suspender in both hands and picked light blue hot pants.

The three of them chose good clothes.

Xiaolan and Xiaoyuan's faces were hesitant and their ears were blushing.

"At this time, I'm still shy." Xiao Ran was careless: "I'll go first."

In just a few minutes.

She changed her clothes and walked out, like a model's catwalk, and took Han Qiao's chin with her fingers: "Does it look good?"

"nice."

It's really good looking.

Her skin was already good. Under the hot pants, she had a pair of slender and well-proportioned long legs, a charming V-neck, a high ponytail, and a sports girl. She was bold and unafraid of the eyes of the other two women, and her lips were lightly opened: "Is your figure good?"

Han Qiao couldn't figure out what the three women wanted to do, so he nodded: "Okay."

“Beautiful?”

"pretty."

"It seems that there is no problem with your vision." Xiao Ran sat on the bed and said, "Xiao Lan, go."

"If I go, I will go."

Xiaolan hugged the cheongsam and came out a little hesitantly within a few minutes.

The cheongsam is elegant in blue, with a slim fit style that suits the figure, exquisite and stylish, with curved eyebrows and eyes, and it seems to be frowning and frowning.

She was shy about having an outsider and finished her task, and urged her to ask: "Han Qiao, how about it?"

Han Qiao said honestly: "It's very beautiful, very beautiful."
To be continued...