Sweet Nothings

Yan Qing's feet were slightly itchy, but not uncomfortable, and a bit strangely comfortable, which made her heart rumpled.

Most of the intense emotions were consumed by Huo Yunshen's repeated touching.

Min Jing is right, even if a person like Huo Yunshen is holding him with a pistol, he will not get into the disgusting things.What he wants to achieve can be done in a more straightforward way.

But Mr. Huo seemed to be omnipotent, but he was helpless about his wife who had escaped from him, lowered his price in front of the public, and set him up. He recognized it, and he didn't care about his face.

He would rather go through the twists and turns of the process and not hesitate to be a critic on the show, only because... He is maintaining her in a clumsy and warm way, hoping that she will resist less.

Yan Qing once again felt that she was too difficult.

Sour?Sour, for Huo sour, sweet?Also sweet, sweet for Yun Qing.

She is sour and sweet, so difficult to get in between.

"Huo Yunshen, I won't quarrel with you, let's calmly say," Yan Qing's voice is dumb, but the tone is always sweet, "Thank you for helping me, but the last part you specifically spoke for me, it is really not suitable for broadcast. Go, it’s not good for you and me, it will cause too much speculation, you can let the program group cut off, and don’t let the people on the site circulate on the Internet. Let’s make up a normal section, okay?”

Huo Yunshen's eyelashes were pressed very low, and a dark shadow cast under his eyelids.

He rustled and asked, "What's wrong with the last paragraph."

"You fight for me so much, give me all S, can it be normal?" Yun Qing has a headache. "There is something you don't know. I was seen in your car that day, and there was a girl in a yellow dress in the show crew. I have a very close relationship with President Huo. After I denied it, Song Xueran, who just happened to be wearing a yellow suit, claimed the identity of this gossip girlfriend. Now that you personally exposed her, she was still cruel, and she was so partial to me. The little girl must turn her eyes to me."

Huo Yun deeply frowned.

Yan Qing bitterly said: "I am a small player, and I will be busy every day. I have to work hard to get worthy of the S-level rating given by President Huo. I dare not be your gossip girlfriend. When the time comes, the whole network will scold me. , I really can't stand the stimulation."

Huo Yunshen said nothing, she lowered her head and continued to massage her.

His palms were broad and fiery, rubbing his injured foot, and then pressing upwards, the girl's weak, snow-white calf had no grip in his hand.

Yan Qing almost shouted, his body was crisp, and he collapsed backwards.

Fuck, President Huo has practiced, right?It was too cool, the pain of dancing was pinched out by his fingers.

Huo Yun saw her well, so she raised her eyes and looked directly at her wet eyes: "The word gossip girlfriend is wrong. You are a fiancée, and there is nothing wrong with the recording. For Huo Shi, Huo Yun Shen is good. , Originally meant to be able to eccentrically favor you."

Yan Qing stayed, the alarm level jumped ten times in a row: "Wait... fiancee?!"

"At the age of eighteen, in the autumn, you promised to marry me when you are old," he said, his lips closed, unwilling to reveal the pain, "I have chosen my day, and I look forward to you growing up, but you are gone, After three years of walking, that day has long passed..."

Yan Qing is desperately anxious and unable to explain.

Huo Yunshen is so determined that even if she counts herself from one year to twenty-two and her mouth is broken, he will not listen, and she will be treated as Yunqing.

She could see through it, he was a paranoid paranoid, the show could not become her haven, but instead became his control.

To really want to come to an end, she had to find a point for him to give up just like using a pen to force the artery.

The person he loves is Yun Qing, is that... as long as she can prove that she and Yun Qing are only similar in appearance and name, and the others are completely different, you can let him recognize the reality and die early.

Lest she... in case one day you accidentally get stuck.

Yan Qing figured it out, the spirit came, and took a seat: "Mr. Huo, you tell me, in what way does Yun Qing like you?"

"Every."

Yan Qing expressed another way: "What do you love her for?"

"No reason."

Yan Qing was inexplicably fed with a mouthful of dog food, but reluctantly worded: "I mean, is Yun Qing good to you?"

Huo Yun stared at her deeply: "Good to me, everyone treats me as a patient, as a lunatic, afraid of me, resenting me, but she loves me."

It was crazy that Yan Qing talked in silence, but after a second thought, he felt that his sentence was bitter, and the only person who loved him was gone.

She asked again: "Yun Qing's character is very good? It must be the kind of gentle and considerate little angel who doesn't love money and only loves people."

Seeing President Huo's nostalgic look, she knew she was right.

That being the case, she tried it instead.

Yan Qing prayed quietly with her hands folded together. The goddess was sorry, President Huo was sorry. I was forced to help but could only take a bad route.

For the rest of the journey, in order to change the image, Yan Qing kept his face blank and silent, and ignored Huo Yunshen's subsequent questions about "the physical condition of the spring and autumn seasons" and "what's the relationship with He Meijin".

Ten minutes later, the car drove into the underground garage of a high-end private hospital. The privacy was good, and Yan Qing had more room to play. When Huo Yunshen was about to hug her off, she used her strength and waved her hand "snap" He has a stab in his eyes and a fierce tone: "Huo Yunshen, can't you ever move your hands! Can't I go?! Stay away from me!"

After talking about her, she shook off his hand drastically, preparing to go forward with pain, but looked down, it was awful, Huo Yunshen did not wear shoes for her!

Yan Qing was dead, but she must not lose her momentum, landing on one leg and jumping forward step by step.

Huo Yunshen's face was dark, and she went up to hug her, Yan Qing frowned and pushed away, choking people, "Are you endless? I have wanted to tell you, don't touch me casually, I hate people like you most, no Understand respect, do whatever you want with a little money, and you all touch me..." She tried her best, "I feel sick!"

"Hate" and "nausea" should all be words that hurt Huo Yunshen.

She really saw the pain in his eyes.

Yan Qing turned his eyes away and turned to jump to press the elevator. His attitude was even worse: "Your big group is okay? Are you afraid of bankruptcy? Going to work or not? Don't follow me like a dog skin plaster and get annoyed!"

Her expression and tone matched her body perfectly. She secretly wriggled her heart and apologized. She felt that she might develop into an actor...

When the elevator arrived, Yan Qing moved in and pressed the door-close button urgently.

This attitude is so, President Huo is so proud of someone, you have to make a temper tantrum.

However, at the next moment, the gradually closed elevator door was supported by the hand, Huo Yunshen came in her disgusted gaze, picked her up with brute force, her white lips curled up, and she did not speak.

Yan Qing struggled decisively, decently, her elbow accidentally hit his stomach several times. At first she didn't react, and later noticed his patient snorting before she was frightened and converged.

The VIP elevator is empty all the way, and after walking out, it is also a quiet special passage.

In the surgical office, doctors and nurses were waiting for it. Yan Qing meditation Amitabha several times, picked a tray that was the easiest to clean and did not have fragile products, and pushed down with a brutal face. Do you know if it hurts me?"

The pretty little nurse apologized repeatedly, grievanced and said that she was not, and she forgot tears to look at Huo Yunshen and moved closer to him.

"What are you aiming at him for?" Yan Qing's upper body tried hard to adjust the bitter sarcasm. "Like? Want to climb high branches? Why don't you have patience?"

The nurse was stabbed and denied in a panic. The room-wide medical nurse was silent, not knowing what to do.

Huo Yunshen raised her hand over her head and turned her face to signal: "You go out first."

Then he crouched down, disinfected his hands and put on medical gloves, personally handled her.

Yan Qing didn't expect him to do this. His feet shook and wanted to hide. When he held his ankle, his voice was obviously darker than before: "Don't move."

Huo Yun deeply removed the gauze, exposing the deformed wound on her sole, blowing gently.

Yan Qing couldn't help but tremble, and the unspeakable numbness rose from the warmth and rushed to the limbs, her ears turned red, and her lips bite her face. She said dumbly, "You... are you sick? !"

Huo Yunshen did not say a word, and cleaned her up silently, using gentle techniques to smooth her pain.

Yan Qing's emotions rolled back and forth, blocked in his throat, astringent and sore.

After re-bandaging, she sniffed her nose and tried to be a demon: "I am hungry and don't want to move. You can buy me pineapple cakes. I want Dingxiang to remember. No others are allowed."

She has seen it online, it is a net red shop, I don’t know if it tastes good, but the queue is very long.

Huo Yun touched her hair deeply, and the people outside the door guarded her and went to buy it alone. It was very cold. He wore a coat with a hat to cover his face and waited in line for a long time to buy it.

Returning to the clinic with a chill, he was afraid that it would reach her. He first took off his coat and showed the warmth inside before going in. Yan Qing took a look and threw it on the table in disgust: "I'm just out of the pot , How to eat cold, no appetite, you go buy me tea."

Huo Yun said low and deep, "Okay."

She made it difficult to speak complex tastes, and she couldn't remember it. Huo Yunshen went without complaint. When she came back, the cup was hot, but his cheeks were pale.

Yan Qing was tortured to death by a sense of guilt, took a sip of indignation, and pushed away again, ignoring his conscience: "It's hard to drink and die."

She looked up: "You are so demanding, so accompany me to the mall, I did not bring any clothes and jewelry when I returned to China."

Yun Qing is a cute little boy who must be distressed by Huo Yunshen, his heart, emotions, body and money.

But she was trampled.

I urge President Huo to hate her.

Huo Yun squinted deeply, picked her up again, and carefully opened her broken hair sticking to her cheek: "Which one do you want to go to?"

"... Expensive! The more expensive the better!"

Swipe his card!

It turns out that it is not explosive.

Yan Qing was inconvenient in his legs and feet, shaking his body stiffly in the major brand stores, and quietly said in advance that Mimi could return the goods for no reason. His little hand was squandered and pretended to be the most money-loving.

Huo Yunshen followed her all the way, except forcing her to change into a pair of trousers, always letting go, and helping her when she was unstable.

Handsome, sensible, portable ATM with no bottom line and no quota.

Yan Qing was tired after buying, and was too tired to pretend.

She was afraid of losing her head and proposed to go back to the program group. Huo Yunshen took her back to the car. She quickly got into the co-pilot to prevent him from being next to him, and commanded the driver high: "Go."

It's annoying enough, it's annoying enough, it's not good enough.

She was about to collapse.

How do you know that Huo Yun opened the door neatly, grabbed her arms to lift her out of the co-pilot, and supported her knees against her shoulders.

Yan Qing was so frightened that he was pushed into the back row.

The door "banged" closed.

The partition is lowered in the middle of the rear row and the front driver seat to form an enclosed space. Huo Yun's deep complexion condenses and reaches out to touch her porcelain white neck.

Yan Qing slobbered: "You, what are you doing? Even if you understand that I'm not your Qing Qing, you don't have to kill people!"

Huo Yun moved her fingertips deeper, pulling away the dust on her neck.

The skin sticks together and the heat spreads out of control.

Huo Yunshen asked: "Is it enough?"

"you……"

"Can you be good?"

"Huo Yunshen! I'm like this, are you still upset?" Yan Qingshui Mengmeng's eyes were rounded, "I'm so grumpy and unqualified, vanity worshipping gold and spending money, and tossing you, do you still think I am Yun Qing? "

"you are."

Yan Qing was crazy, pinching his face and said angrily: "What else do you say to love Yun Qing, I think you only love Yun Qing's face!"

Huo Yun's eyes deepened, and Yumei deliberately added fierceness.

He grabbed Yan Qing's wrist and put her on his lap.

Yan Qing lay prostrate, his chest pressed against his solid muscles, and the ass lifted.

Huo Yunshen's hand was slightly raised with a hot temperature, and fell gently on the buttocks wrapped in her cloth, with a "slap" whisper.

Yan Qing was photographed, his face flushed, and he was completely silly.

When she was so dizzy, she heard the men's threats ringing in her ears.

"Dare to talk nonsense anymore and pick your pants to fight."

The author has something to say: A bird's-eye view from the author: You just say it on your lips.