Movie/TV: How could my sister be Qiao Jingjing?

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Mo Xiangwan also looked at him.

Qiao Yu said, "We'll see."

Qiao Jingjing secretly pinched Qiao Yu.

Qiao Yu immediately retaliated, and his sister almost cried from the pain, her little brows furrowing.

But they dared not play around like they did at home.

She needs to be mindful of her image when she's out in public.

Qiao Yu had this in mind.

A short while later, the planning department sent over a new advertising slogan.

"Drink to revitalize yourself, embrace youth, embrace beauty."

The director casually tossed out the advertising slogan: "We make functional drinks, not health supplements."

"Life lies in movement, and I only choose Liehuo energy drinks. I am Qiao Jingjing, and I only drink Liehuo energy drinks."

The director then threw out the advertising slogan again: "What's the difference between this and the original advertising slogan?"

"Fiery energy drink, sweet and sour, that's me."

The director tore the advertising copy to shreds: "Don't let the yogurt lines show up."

Thinking of advertising slogans is also a brain teaser.

We need to give the planning department some time to work out.

Then Qiao Jingjing and Qiao Yu continued to wait, with the director personally accompanying them.

Qiao Jingjing was extremely bored, so she asked her younger brother beside her:

Do you have any good ideas?

Qiao Yu nodded: "Yes, yes, I have a lot of classic advertising slogans."

The director's eyes gleamed with interest:

"tell me the story."

Qiao Yu said in a serious tone, "Director, you can have Qiao Jingjing wiggle her butt a few times and then say to the camera: Not every drink is called 'Fiery Blaze'."

The director was stunned.

Mo Xiangwan glared.

Qiao Yu said again, "Not satisfied? I have more here."

Feeling completely drained? No problem, have a bottle of Fireball.

"I want it, I want it... I want fire."

"Smooth on the palate, a single thread down the throat."

"Don't be afraid of backaches and pains, drink it early and feel better sooner."

"If you drink 'fiery liquor' every day, you'll definitely be more powerful and stronger than you in the future."

"Fiery Brand Beverage, one bottle a day, for fair and plump skin."

What kind of advertising slogan is this? It's incredibly vulgar.

Qiao Jingjing couldn't stand it anymore and smacked her younger brother on the head, "Shut up!"

The director secretly wiped away sweat, forcing a smile:

"Great idea, great idea, but it's not quite suitable for our product."

Mo Xiangwan's lips twitched.

I thought to myself that Qiao Yu was probably a pervert.

The director treated us to lunch at noon.

I ordered takeout from a well-regarded Hunan restaurant nearby.

Then at 1 p.m., the planning department finally came up with a relatively creative advertising slogan.

With the advertising copy in hand, filming went much faster.

But it's also a long process.

During this time, Qiao Yu's gaze kept lingering on Mo Xiangwan.

Qiao Yu's gaze followed her retreating figure.

Notice her upright posture when she walks, and the leg lines that are faintly visible under her suit pants.

3pm.

As filming enters its final stage.

Qiao Jingjing needed to change into three outfits for shooting from different angles, and the entire photography studio was in a flurry of activity.

Qiao Yu and Mo Xiangwan exchanged a glance.

Then they left the studio as if by telepathy.

The temporary rest room at the end of the corridor was empty.

Qiao Yu pushed the door open, then locked it behind him.

Take a deep breath.

He knew what he was waiting for.

Less than two minutes.

There was a soft knock on the door.

Three strokes, pause, then two more strokes.

Qiao Yu opened the door, and Mo Xiangwan slipped inside.

The moment the door closed, she was pinned against the wall by him.

Their lips pressed together eagerly.

The kiss was intense, almost violent.

Mo Xiangwan ran her fingers through Qiao Yu's hair, pulling him closer.

"Ayu, do you know how dangerous this is?"

She whispered during a breath.

The voice was no longer as calm as usual.

"know."

Qiao Yu's lips traced along her jawline to behind her ear. "But Sister Xiang Wan, you still came."

Mo Xiangwan chuckled softly.

Suddenly, she took the initiative and pushed him down onto the sofa.

She straddled him, loosened her hair from her bun, and let her black hair cascade down like a waterfall.

"You're too young, Qiao Yu."

She leaned close to his ear and whispered, her breath hot on his skin, "You don't know the consequences of messing with me."

What consequences? These consequences?

I like it even more now!

Qiao Yu's hand touched her waist, feeling the curves of her body through her shirt: "I'm willing to bear all the consequences."

Clothes fell to the floor one by one. The sofa in the lounge was narrow, but just enough to accommodate two bodies that longed for each other.

Mo Xiangwan's fingernails left red marks on Qiao Yu's back.

Qiao Yu's kisses traveled down her collarbone.

It left its mark on her fair skin.

"We only have twenty minutes~".

Mo Xiangwan spoke breathlessly, but pulled him even closer.

……

Afterwards, they hurriedly tidied their clothes.

Mo Xiangwan put her hair up again, regaining her meticulous appearance.

However, there was very little lipstick left on her lips.

Qiao Yu helped her button up the top button of her shirt.

He gently touched the pulse in her neck with his fingers.

"When is the next time?" he asked in a low voice.

Mo Xiangwan put on her watch and checked herself in the mirror: "It depends on my mood!"

Qiao Yu hugged her from behind, resting his chin on her shoulder: "Sister Xiang Wan, your mood seems to have been... intense?"

He could feel that her heartbeat had not yet calmed down.

Mo Xiangwan turned to face him, her eyes filled with complex emotions:

"Take it easy, don't let Jingjing find out. I don't know how I'm going to face her yet!"

"Okay, okay, once isn't enough!"

Qiao Yu kissed her lips again.

This time it was gentle and lingering.

……

When they returned to the filming location one after another, no one noticed anything unusual.

Qiao Jingjing was touching up her makeup when she saw Mo Xiangwan and waved: "Sister Xiangwan, the brand just called and said they are very satisfied with the sample photos!"