Sweet Nothings

Huo Yunshen has bought this ring worn by Yan Qing for three years.

At that time, Qing Qing was nineteen years old. At the university, she was smart and had good grades. When she was in high school, she was ranked first in the whole year. She was successfully admitted to the university at the top of the pyramid. As soon as she entered, she was a school flower. There are countless suitors around her. Compared with the people she met before, these boys are better and have more topics with her, in the same small circle that symbolizes excellence.

However, he was restricted by the Huo family, stayed in grade and dropped out of school. In order to prevent him from jumping out of the prison, he maliciously left him forever before the college entrance examination and did not allow him to take the exam.

She was in the clouds, he was in the dirt.

Even if he has the ability to make money, in the eyes of others, it is just a scum that can't even be read in high school.

He doesn't care, but fears that she is not worthy of Qing Qing, and one day she will slip away from her fingers, no longer see him no longer love him, and treat him as a stranger.He couldn't sleep at night, holding her asleep, and waking up in nightmares countless times, so he waited until daytime to ride a heavy motorcycle, which was so dramatic, and went to school with a gloomy face waiting for her.

Many people are watching and watching, whispering, he is just standing there stubbornly, waiting for his clean girl to walk towards him in front of everyone.

He was expecting hotly in his heart, but he was even more frightened. The bones of his hands were sore. I don't know how he should bear if Qing Qing saw him and Wan Xianyi showed hesitation or scorn.

She can make him go to hell with just one look to avoid.

He did not stand in the crowd, and finally saw the figure of Qing Qing from afar.

She was very white, covered in light at night, and the men and women around him chatted and laughed. He looked down at himself. Suddenly, if the irritability was not dressed well enough, he gritted his teeth fiercely and rang the car horn.

After seeing countless light for a time, he raised his eyes, staring at her stubbornly and fragilely, his lips pale with nervousness.

Qing Qing also turned her head, squinted in surprise under the street lamp, and ran straight to him, the skirt corner was like a rippling water wave in the wind, her long hair fluttered, Ruyan threw herself into his arms like a forest, and raised her face sweet Said: "Yun Shen, you come to pick me up."

The humble and painful knot in his heart was filled with great happiness at this moment.

Qing Qing is not afraid of others watching, Qing Qing loves him.

On the way home, he bought cotton candy for Qing Qing. She touched his eyebrows on tiptoe and made him laugh: "No frowns will be allowed in the future. Look, there is a cloud in the same name. I am this cloud-like cotton candy. What about you, the dark clouds—"

He lowered his head and kissed her face: "Black cloud is also very good, black cloud loves cotton candy."

"Wuyun will not make marshmallows embarrassed, they can make a lot of money, buy a big house for marshmallows, buy a full house of skirts and jewelry, get a special recording studio, and let marshmallows save all the songs I like to sing."

"We won't live in rental housing all the time, what the Yun family can give, and the dark clouds can give it."

He worked hard outside, saved a lot of money, secretly bought a ring for Qing Qing, and picked the most expensive one in the store.

Put it in the box, don't worry, press it under the pillow, and then rest in the palm of his hand. After working for a long time, he was too tired to sleep. Thinking about waiting for the next morning, he put the ring on Qing Qing.

In the early morning he woke up, Qing Qing hugged him and said softly: "You are tired, sleep a little longer, I will buy milk."

He refused and hugged people around and said vaguely: "It's cold outside, wait for me to buy."

The girl's lips kissed him tenderly.

When he woke up again, the house was empty, with a handwritten note on the bedside table, saying that she went out to choose breakfast for him and would come back soon.

He held the ring and waited, unable to wait to go out and find everything he could find.

But his secretary never returned.

If it weren’t for him, Qing Qing wouldn’t go away or disappear from him. From that day on, he couldn’t fall asleep, keeping his eyes open all night and staying at the door, fantasizing to hear her footsteps coming home.

After three years of imagination, he thought he could not wait and took the ring to the bridge.The story he read with Qingqing said that if he jumped at midnight, he would see his lost lover.

The story really didn't lie to him.

Huo Yun's deep eyelashes dripped into Yan Qing's hair, and he called again: "Wife."

Yan Qing's ears are about to become pregnant.

She was surprised by the voice of President Huo at the earliest time. Now she is so close to shouting at his wife that the stimulation is too great to bear.

Yan Qing fluttered in his arms like a baby cub, with red ears and strongly protested: "Mr. Huo, calm down, the newly married is newly married, but we both know what is going on, we don't know how to be too high."

"Come here, be obedient, relax, take your hands away," she knew that the man loved to coax, and said softly to him, "We need to get along peacefully and maintain a friendly distance in order to make the relationship harmonious and stable, right?" "

The arms around the waist matched slightly.

Yan Qing continued to work harder: "That's right. No matter what, you can use another method to communicate, right?"

He let go a little more.

Yan Qing looked down, waiting for an opportunity to escape, and continued to appease: "When you are quiet, we can have a good chat. I don't know much about you. Shouldn't you scare me less and talk to me more?"

Huo Yun deeply rubbed her neck and asked low, "Are you ready to wait for me to let go, so that I can run into the bedroom and lock me out?"

Yan Qing's scalp is numb, Huo Yunshen has become a fine!You can't cheat.

She was worrying about how to deal with it. Huo Yunshen had already opened the restraint as she wished. When she was able to run, she instinctively moved forward, rushed into the bedroom and closed the door with a backhand, "slamming" the dangerous elements.

Through a thick door panel, Yan Qing finally felt safe.

Huo Yunshen seemed to be smiling outside the door: "The wife at home is the biggest, and I want to listen to you whatever I want."

Yan Qing immediately asked: "You are not allowed to come in without permission! There are so many rooms, you choose one to sleep, it is best to stay away from me."

"can."

"You... you don't have to take advantage of the language anymore. When you say intimacy, ask me in advance, and I'll get my consent."

"it is good."

"I'm still recording the show. It stands to reason that you can't leave the team casually. I can't always come here with you at most once a week."

"I will pick you up every week today."

He cooperated so well that Yan Qing couldn't say anything. He murmured softly: "That's it first, then remember what to say, you go to bed early..."

Huo Yunshen stopped talking at the door, but did not leave.

Yan Qing put his ear against the door and listened, and suddenly his voice hit him, as if he was close at hand: "Wife."

She pursed her lips and couldn't answer.

This name is too nauseous.

He insisted, and called again, the most intimate appellation between men and women buzzing in her head.

Yan Qing could not bear it: "What are you doing."

Huo Yunshen leaned on the door and asked: "If you respond to me once, I will let you go."

The night breeze was very soft, shaking the curtains and hanging colored lights, blowing into the room from the terrace window, rolling a light fragrance, and then drilled into the corridor from the gap, stroking Huo Yunshen's nose.

He was wrapped in Qing Qing's taste, his lips slightly picked up, and asked the light that overflowed the door: "Wife, are you there?"

Her nose sounds glutinous: "...I'm here."

Huo Yun closed his eyes deeply.

Wu Yun got his cotton candy again tonight.

Then no matter how much pain, all will be cancelled.

Yan Qing lay in a soft big bed, looked at the small string of lights flashing in the window, and took a sigh of relief.

Putting aside other questions, she did become a wealthy daughter-in-law. At present, it seems that there is no trouble between the mother-in-law and the family. The married husband is Huo Yunshen, a large group of women. The three years from now on, this She can roll around the bed, step on the carpet, and use the recording room downstairs!

Yan Qing remembered the professional equipment inside. At that time, Huo was there, and she was embarrassed to read more. When she got up early tomorrow, she slipped over and felt addicted before he got up.

She was tired all the day, she turned and fell asleep, unaware of the sound outside the door, the alarm clock vibrated at five in the morning, she was dizzy and climbed up, her brain was full of recording studio, rubbing her eyes and went out .

As soon as I opened the door, I was taken aback, and covered my mouth before I heard anything.

It was still dark at five o'clock, the lights in the hallway were on, and she had some more chairs by the door. The man was sitting on the suit, leaning his head slightly, sleeping quietly, and the light from the roof slanted on him. Cut and scratch out large scar-like mottles.

Yan Qing woke up suddenly, and her heart seemed to soak into the deep sea, salty and astringent.

How uneasy he was, how afraid he was that the people in the house would leave.

She turned back to take a blanket, leaned over carefully, and gently covered him with her fingers. She accidentally scraped her lips with her fingers and itchy it with a soft touch.

Mr. Huo has a strange temper, but his mouth is cool and soft, very cute.

Yan Qing couldn't help but think of the feeling of being kissed by him, and slapped himself. It turned out that it was cold and soft, and when it was attacked, it was hot and hard.

Fierce?

Yan Qing didn't dare to read more, got up and wanted to go, and then took a small step, his hand was grasped.

She panicked, turning her head to meet the man's clear and deep eyes.

He raised his eyebrows and his voice was low-magnetized: "Leave the quilt on and leave? Don't you give a good morning kiss?"

Yan Qing is about to cry.

Just now, she actually thought this gentleman was cute?!She is really crazy.

In the end, Yan Qing didn't open her face to see the recording studio. President Huo personally prepared the breakfast for the chef. While she was sitting opposite President Huo and drinking milk, there was news from the program team that she was going to shoot some of the location tomorrow morning. There are two big-name flying guests on the scene to help out, and everyone needs to make preparations.

She hadn’t been home for the night, she was wrong, and now she had a new mission, let alone delay, and rushed back to the program after dinner.

When he arrived at the destination, Yan Qing immediately opened the door and got out of the car. Someone who came to see him coughed a little. She stiffened, she stiffly stopped, twisted her body reluctantly, and tickled her finger at him.

Mr. Huo was very kind and leaned closer.

The handsome, angular facial features zoomed in infinitely in front of Yan Qing.

Yan Qing was forced to open his business, squeezed his chin, kissed his face in a perfunctory manner, hurried off the road, rushed into the dormitory like a burning tail, and WeChat arrived at the same time.

Yun Shen: "Sweet."

Sweet sweet!Sweet big head ghost!

Yan Qing stuffed her cell phone in the corner to train with everyone. She returned early and lived in a single room. No one found her abnormality last night.

In the practice room, little curly hair found her at a glance and jumped over with excitement: "Yan Yan, why did you leave without watching the show last night."

Yan Qing touched her head: "Uncomfortable, go back to rest, how about the premiere?"

She was full of coping with Huo Yunshen, and forgot to watch at all, only then began to be anxious.

Small curly hair beat with both hands, and began to praise her crazy with a rainbow rainbow fart that was never heavy. Yan Qing heard to laugh, Ouyang reached out and hooked her, and half-truttled her teeth: "Don’t snatch my family’s words, rainbow fart. I will also boast."

Everyone's mobile phone is turned in, and they can use it freely one day a week. Last time Song Xueran tricked her out, it was also an empty day. Usually, they can't go online, and naturally they don't see public feedback. They can only hurry.

Yan Qing was able to steal it, but remembering the shameful topics before, she decided not to think better.

Continuing to talk down, Yan Qing knew that the location to be recorded tomorrow is a group game. From the second round of the knockout, the players will be divided into nine small groups to perform, and each group A will lead a group. She is one of the captains. .

The program group didn't want to make the grouping too serious, so they chose the location and games to shoot.

"Here are two flying guests, one is Tong Yan and the other is Yun Ling, they are very red!"

The surname that Yan Qing sensitively captures is not very common: "... Yun Ling?"

Little Curly said: "She burst into popularity for a while, and she didn't know how to retreat last year. Many programs please do not move her. This time, she is willing to go out and give her a face."

Ouyang frowned: "Looking like it, Yun Ling looks a little bit like words, but she certainly has no words, beautiful, low profile."

The girls sneered and laughed, and Yan Qing cared about it. When she returned to the dormitory after the training, she turned over her phone and searched for Yunya’s photos online. The woman’s face was faintly traced. Ninety is sure that most of them are related to her goddess Yun Qing.

She curiously searched Yunya's background again. Most of them were very official. Only one old post mentioned that Yunya seemed to be a side branch of Haicheng's Yunjia. Unfortunately, she once shared with Huo's Yunjia, the chairman of Yuncheng. Ze accidentally died after being killed in an air crash.

Too many words, Yan Qing saw her hair swell, and her eyes hurt. The phone just vibrated. It was a voice invitation, and Yan Qing took it with a shake.

The devil's voice rarely showed joy: "It's very good today."

Yan Qing said calmly: "Sorry, you are wrong."

Then he hangs up with courage and shuts down his phone, and sleeps refreshed.

In the dream, Huo Yun's blood-stained eyes stared at her, and asked hoarsely, "Qing Qing, you have to throw me down a few times."

She was awake, and she had a headache and groaning at night. After a few minutes, the pain became weak, and like an illusion, it seemed to have never hurt.

It is estimated that President Huo retaliated against her.

Yan Qing pulled out the phone again and turned it on, and weakly sent him a confessional voice: "You didn't make a wrong call. I was wrong. I was deeply apologetic, go to bed early, and don't curse me."

The next morning, the group assembled and took a bus to the location of the location.

The venue was in a large playground on the outskirts of the city. Since the show crew had Huo's title, the money was too big to be enough. The excitement of the girls skyrocketed to the highest when they saw the large number of support groups in front of the playground.

"Aid?"

"We already have fans on our show?!"

"No, it must be for the instructor."

"But what we said is kapok, and bring your own traffic! Look at that banner-Qing Bao does not cry, Su Yanmei is so jealous of Song Go!"

The whole car yelled, and Yan Qing's sleepiness was gone, so I followed it. The banner was huge, with a large screenshot of her on the show. It was a little wildflower without makeup when reporting.

When everyone got off in sequence, the security guards separated the passage, and Yan Qing was shoved into two small fans in the strange shouts on both sides.

The one on the left is that she squatted in the toilet and asked Ouyang for cosmetics. She only cut a face, her eyes were pitiful, and she wore cute characters: "Give me some love."

The one on the right is that she sang on the stage with her chin raised and her eyes full of exquisite makeup, with the dragon and phoenix dance: "Give you a chance to love fairies."

The girls waved their banners enthusiastically, and the long guns and short guns snapped: "Qing Bao, you are super beautiful! Don't be influenced by bad guys! We will accompany you to debut on C!"

Somehow, Yan Qing's eyes were hot, and she turned around and raised a fan towards everyone, bent her lips and smiled, her eyes bright and bright.

In a car parked not far away, the woman wearing sunglasses was almost stuck on the window, staring at Yan Qing's disbelief in disbelief.

how is this possible……

How can people who have died for three years appear here alive!

"Sister Lingya, the company has prepared all the drafts," the assistant whispered. "Although you have a big coffee, this speech is new and the heat will definitely continue to rise. Let's speculate that she looks like you, yes 'Xiaoyun Ling' is good for your comeback."

Yun Ling's face was pale and she had no energy to respond to her.

She must know that this Yun Qing is a man or a ghost.

Before the program was officially recorded, there was a preparation period of about half an hour. The site was large and crowded, and there were some COSPLAY anime characters in the hot field.

Yan Qing blinked and saw a slender and tall man figure, wearing a pure black tuxedo suit and a half mask, her heart jumped, anxiously chasing to look over.

Passing by the entrance of the carousel, her arm was suddenly grabbed by someone and was pulled into the hidden passage of the umbrella canopy, and walked around behind the game equipment in a few steps.

Yan Qing subconsciously shook his hand: "Who do you--"

She was startled, and the face in front of her was strange and familiar.

It was "Yun Ling" that I just checked last night.

really……

Yan Qing rubbed his arms, straightened his back, and stared straightly at her: "What's wrong with me?"

Yun Ling looked at her from a close distance, and was even more frightened and puzzled. Listening to her asking this question, she couldn’t hold up any stars, and yelled angrily: "Yun Qing, what do you pretend to be! After three years of death, you suddenly appeared, and you asked me to find Are you okay?"

Yan Qing looked at her.

In contrast, it is the same to see the dead person, look at the attitude of others Huo, and then look at you.

Do you want to show hatred so clearly.

The enemy of Goddess Yunqing is her enemy.

Yan Qing smiled: "Who is Yun Qing? Are you confessing the wrong person or having a bad memory? Since we are our guests, we should know my last name."

"You still pretend?" Yun Ling couldn't help but increase the volume, "Huo Yunshen maintains you so! You dare say you are not Yun Qing! What kind of rich world friends, what appreciation, cheat? Huo Yunshen is what kind of person I know too! You If it weren’t Yun Qing, he wouldn’t even see it even if he looked like it!”

A woman with a somewhat similar face, said this, Yan Qing understood, it seems that this Miss Yun Ling tried it in person.

It's a pity that she is Yun Qing's high imitation. As for Yun Ling, it's just a low-profile rough imitation. Huo Yunshen doesn't look too normal.

Yan Qing didn't want to be entangled with her and turned to leave.

Yun Ling gritted her teeth and said: "Yun Qing, are you the Yun family! The entire Yun family's industry was destroyed by Huo Yunshen's own hands, and the family is about to be killed by him, suicide, and the prison sentence, do you still follow him?!"

The words fell and Yan Qing stopped.

The space behind the game equipment is not spacious, and there are also channels on the left and right.

At this moment, the tall man in the dovetail suit stood silently in the shadows, slightly lowered his eyes, his hands slowly tightened, and the fierceness in his bones was about to move.

On the other side, He Meijin was holding a cup of hot drink that was supposed to be given to Yan Qing. The unexpectedly heard sentence was set around the corner.

Yan Qing thought, wow, there is such a thing.

President Huo was so powerful that he wiped out his wife's house.

Yan Qing knew it was the best policy to ignore it, but the reason was not to see that the woman was extremely uncomfortable and wanted to stand up for President Huo.

She turned her head calmly, revealing a profile with superior lines: "I repeat, I am not Yun Qing, but with my understanding of President Huo, if he wants to kill anyone, it must be the other party deserve to die."

Yun Ling was stunned. This is definitely not Yun Qing's tone and attitude. She never hates the Yun family anymore.

... Isn't it really her?

But it is so similar.

How could Huo Yunshen find such a similar face!

Yun Ling endured the anger and sneered from the top: "Not Yun Qing? Then you are more sad. Do you know that your face is exactly the same as the one Huo Yun loves so much? You are just the least valuable avatar. If one day Yun Qing appears, you are not as good as the garbage he throws away!"

Huo Yunshen's eyes behind the mask turned into ice, and his disgust and hatred of the surnamed Yun swept over him. He moved his footsteps to pull Yan Qing behind him to protect him.

But at the next moment, Yan Qing suddenly smiled.

The sunlight in the morning hit her, showing her charming.

She walked slowly back to Yun Ling, her delicate eyebrows were as if they were painted, her red lips bent out of an excellent arc, sweetly said—

"I am a substitute for President Huo, I am proud, I am happy, I am particularly glorious."

"Than you," she asked with a lifted chin and smiled, "Does it matter?"