Messy dreaming of female TV man

Dream content: I was upstairs at the rehearsal scene of a particularly large party. The director L specially went upstairs to find me, and took me to a particularly secluded place to hug me. There were one or two people around, and I kissed his neck and touched him. He was particularly happy and said, "Let's change places in the future." After saying this, I found that a large group of people around were all migrant workers.

I returned to the scene and found that my bag was lost. L said coldly, "Why are you not optimistic about yourself, and I can't help it if I lose it." I was unhappy. When I went back upstairs at the rehearsal scene, I found that the bag came back and there was one more. I think it was L who brought it back to me, and I was particularly moved. The extra bag is a bag I haven't used in years, and it's especially expensive.

The next day, I went to the rehearsal site again, and was officially recording. L winked at me and asked me out. We drove for a long time. I asked, "You are the director, can you leave? What should I do if something goes wrong?" L said, "You are so stupid. What else can go wrong when you are already on this line? Besides, there is a small director . When it is easy to go wrong, you have to stare at the manuscript, and at the same time have your own show. "Saying we have driven down a mountain, L holding me up the mountain. The mountain is steep, but L climbs very easily, as if flying.

When we reached the top of the mountain, L wanted to have sex with me . He took off my pants. It was strange that he had to take off my socks. I also took off. When he was about to have sex, I objected, afraid that someone else would come. Just then someone really came. This man is my dad. He came by bike, wearing the usual clothes and a hat. I buried my face in L's arms, afraid of being seen by my dad. My dad rode past and didn't notice me.

It seemed like a different scene, my dad became a king, and I became his daughter. A foreigner was present, and I was surprised to find that he was L who had sex with me on the mountain just now. There is a grand celebration party on a mountain, and many people climb up the mountain. The mountain road is too crowded. I found myself flying , flying very high, flying over others. It makes me feel particularly good. I do not know why there has been murder case, related to the foreigner with my sex. I met TV host A in the crowd up the mountain and she was combing her hair. I told him, B said to make her hair. A happily ran to the mountain. At the party on the top of the hill, my dad was sitting in the stands. He saw the foreign man fighting with other girls on the ground and recognized him as the murderer.

I went to the bathroom , so did my male colleague Y. The toilets are separate cabinets, and the men's and women's toilets are made of frosted glass and are transparent. Y pours me with a faucet, and my body is soaked. I changed my clothes and hung my jeans. I went out and wore new jeans. I sat at the front to watch the show. My dad was sitting on the podium. The front row was all my colleagues from the original unit. I saw foreigners teasing girls again.

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