A Beautiful Misunderstanding

Eva fainted. Two minutes! Obviously, he didn't give her time to think about it.

'Well, who is King Jim? He is the Nine Heavenly Mysterious Gods in the entertainment circle.' Only someone knelt at his feet and begged him for a small role. How could she think over since he take the initiative to invite her?

Judging from the gloomy look on his face, she knew that his arrogant divine dignity had been challenged by her. He was very unhappy, and the consequences were very serious.

Seeing that the time had entered the countdown, she sighed helplessly. "Well, I'll take over the role. It's not difficult to play me." After all, she still owed him. If she irritated him and let her eat white bread or drink water to fill her hunger, it would be terrible.

Jim put down his arm and looked at her with a mischievous look. This heaven pepper was smart enough this time. If he dared to refuse her, he would let her eat air every day!

After drinking a piece of duck blood, Eva asked, "Scum Jim, aren't private detectives very smart? If she is stupid, how to solve the case?"

"It's a Scriptwriter's business. It has nothing to do with you," Jim replied indifferently.

"I thought you were the scriptwriter," Eva whispered in a low voice. Jim was an omnipotent man who liked to make up and act by himself.

"I don't have time to write the script," Jim said casually. He was busy now, and what he liked to do most was to tease this heaven pepper.

It never occurred to Eva that she would become his 'toy'. She said 'Okay' in a low voice. Anyway, as long as he could pass the script, it would be perfect. She didn't need to worry at all. The only question was...

"Do I need to play ugly? Bald or bucktoothed? Or anything else?"

"Do you still need to play ugly?" Jim sneered.

Eva wrinkled her nose. How could she be so ugly? Her eyes were big, her nose was high, and her lips were plump and sexy. She was very beautiful, but he was too picky. His eyes were above his head.

"Scum Jim, it's not that I'm ugly, it's you who are looking at me with a pair of colorful glasses. You only have Janice in your eyes. You will regard her as a reference unconsciously. Compared with me, of course you will think I'm not beautiful. My Vinton is different. In his eyes, I am the most beautiful person. "

A cold light flashed through Jim's brown eyes. "It's time for you to eat more banana and control the dopamine."

I'm not crazy about love. I'm awake!

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her eyebrows slightly, Eva looked like a happy woman in love.

extremely bad mood. His saliva was bitter. "Do you know

my love with Vinton in front

off in front of him intentionally or unintentionally, which was really annoying and hateful! Jim gritted his teeth and a trace of cruelty flitted across

have a honeymoon around the world. Although we went to several

is going to shoot a TV play called 'The Diary Of

leftover." Eva rolled her eyes

give me the feeling that you are the leftover one that want to marry so much,

I have gone through a lot of ups and downs. We finally get

with love? Why do you love him so much?" Jim felt that thousands of horses were galloping and trampling in his chest.

can pass my Platonic test. The first person who can love me wholeheartedly, and also the only one. I feel comfortable, happy and safe to be with him. Essie said that fate was a very fragile thing. People should cherish it, or once they

Every word she said just now made

sure, very sure," Eva said

corners of Jim's beautiful mouth twitched slightly. "Do you think we are destined?" These words were completely out of his reason, but directly reflected from his

another person is because of fate. If they have a deep connection, they would get along with each other for a long time. If they did not have a deep connection, they would get along with each

you owe

Then she chuckled and said, "Am I a man in my previous life? Did I a playboy who dumped his

You can try to be a scriptwriter." Jim sneered, "If that's what

abandoned by you. I will be loyal to you, suffer all kinds of love injuries caused by you, and live a worse life than death. At last, I will commit suicide. But it's not like that. I love Vinton and I

to laugh. At the same time, he felt himself like a parachuting soldier who jumped off an airplane, but the parachute was stuck and couldn't be pulled open. The great weightlessness made his internal organs twitch, and there

already turned into a lifeless scorching field, and he had already died. How could he be desperate again? How could he

she shook her head and denied herself,

very low, completely talking