Sweet Nothings

Yan Qing's white porcelain-like face rose to red, and the whole person was half lying on Huo Yunshen's body. A soft hand pressed his hard texture, and he couldn't resist the good feel, rubbing twice without any trace.

Fortunately she is fast enough!It's going to get other women to touch it!

She quickly complained with the sound of a small mosquito: "You are so embarrassed! Almost asked someone to touch it!"

Huo Yunshen ripped off the song brand name, attached it to her coat, and naturally attached it to her ear: "Impossible, I know my wife will come over to save me."

The man's superior shape makes any movements particularly eye-catching. Now he bends down so actively, accommodating the picture of Yan Qing's height, and makes a group of watching girls scream at the scene.

"What's the situation, I see the CP feeling from the most popular S God and the ordinary working world?! The sisters wake me up!"

"You don't need to wake up, the shape and the aura are too good, and I feel thank you."

"Hey did you find it? He seemed to be the one who said that he fell into the water in the playground last time and jumped to hug her as soon as possible?"

"...In this way, every time he appeared in the past, it was an occasion related to words and words? Isn't that affection deep?"

Someone was worried and sighed: "Although I also want to knock, but he clearly has a worrisome way forward, how popular his words are, and his relationship with President Huo is confusing, and he went to a special He Hejin to her, and came to an ambiguous one. Su Li, no matter how bad it is, there are tall and handsome men who are chasing her everywhere, how can it be a staff member's turn."

"What's wrong with the staff," some people are not angry, "Maybe the red actress returns to the original, and I want to find a poor one."

Huo very poor Yun Yunshen stared at Yan Qinghong's ear tip across a mask and said lowly: "If I don't come, are you going to keep hiding from me?"

Yan Qing turned his head guilty.

It turned out he felt...

Huo Yunshen smoothed the last corner of the song's brand, and the temperature of her fingers penetrated her clothes, to penetrate her skin: "find me."

A decisive tone, even with a little repressed command.

Yan Qing found that she was going to die, did not reject or say anything, and wanted to nod.

The captains who were not snatched by the side saw that the lyric song was not successful, and immediately went to fight for the other five songs. They did not pay attention to the two people’s dark tide. After the allocation was completed, they collectively angrily pointed out: "You didn’t see the words. Fascinated by the beauty! Can you be a little philanthropic, let's get rain and dew!"

The camera swept over, and Yan Qing used a decent arm to cross his arms: "No! Anything can be shared, beauty can't!"

That is her beauty...

She does not give it to others.

Huo Yunshen's thoughts were said in Yan Qing's words, and he dared not look at him more and walked back with his head down.

She felt sore when she stepped off her leg. She just ran too hard to take the first step.

The follow-up group recording lasted for nearly two hours. Yan Qing was always uneasy, trying to support the state until the shooting was completed, and hurriedly found a small corner to pull out the phone. Seeing the above information, Huo Yunshen was in the lounge on the first floor Wait for her.

As the recording came to an end, the environment on the first floor was the most complicated. Everyone had to pass by, and there was noisy laughter and laughter everywhere.

Yan Qing wandered for a long time, and finally found an undiscovered opportunity to push open the lounge door, sliding in sideways, and was able to take the door, the man's arms fell from behind.

She was pressed against the door panel, her two bodies clung to each other, and her original coldness was quickly replaced by the increased body temperature, and a dark fire was born under slight friction.

Yan Qing breathing accelerated.

Once hugged by him again, she knew how much she missed him...

She refused to divulge her mouth, and whispered in a conscientious manner: "Huo Yunshen, you are getting more and more out of bounds. Haven't you said anything before?"

His cool lips scraped the tip of her ears: "You are used to it."

Yan Qing looked down, he was right...

The person crossing the border is actually her.

Huo Yunshen's arms were tied around her waist: "Don't stop without permission, continue to get used to it, okay?"

Yan Qing was trembling with a few words, and forced himself to calmly change the topic: "...you know that there are many people on the first floor, why did you choose this place, I don't want to be seen."

Huo Yunshen turned her around, pulled it to the small sofa and sat down, kneeling at her feet, holding her calf.

His fingers were long and powerful, and he just kneaded her, and looked up at her: "Because you are tired from running, walking too far will hurt your legs."

Yan Qing's eyelashes flickered, sweet and sour, and her lips shunned her eyes.

His hand was not good, she wanted to pounce on him and hug him like that night, coquettish with him and ask for comfort, but the more she thought, the less she could, and she warned herself that it was an abyss in front of her and could not jump.

At the beginning, she had treated him, and she would never fall, otherwise it would be impossible.

No matter how she called him "Yun Shen", she felt similar to Yun Qing's handwriting, and repeatedly tried to make up for what he was like when he was a teenager...

It's all like Dong Shixiao.

She was scared to find that she began to secretly think about how good it would be if she were Yun Qing.

Too stupid.

Huo Yunshen's voice knocked on her eardrum: "Why do you hide me, not just my cross-border, right? When someone is arguing with you, you are so desperately running towards me, does it mean that you are also exclusive to me."

His fingers were massaging on her legs, and he asked in a low voice: "Yan Qing, do you like me a bit?"

Yan Qing's heartbeat was tumultuous, and it hurt her chest.

If he didn't mention it, she might not be able to face it, but when he asked it, it was like opening her secret.

She drew her legs back and her eyes were a little reddish, and she said stiffly, "How is it possible! I told you earlier, it's all... all acting skills! In order to restore your health, I reached the contract's goal early, I It’s so close to you that I’m good to you and tells you to indulge you deeply! Maintaining you is a reward for your care for me. The hotel’s evening allows you to indulge, but it’s just because I thank you for saving me!”

She searched for reasons for her unspeakable feelings.

Huo Yun's bruised hand slowly hung down.

Yan Qingsheng was afraid of his unbelief, and added incoherently: "I ran in a hurry today because I wanted that song, which has nothing to do with you. Don’t think too much, and what does your expression mean, question me? So look down on My acting?"

He was silent and said nothing.

Yan Qing went on to cry, and left the restroom hurriedly. Before closing the door, he saw his gray silhouette in the narrowing gap.

He was still kneeling there, his hands slightly open, what he wanted to hold.

Yan Qing squeezed into the elevator and was surrounded by a group of girls who met by chance. Everyone was asking: "What's wrong with your speech? Is it a cold? My eyes and nose are red. Take medicine to prevent it."

She shook her head.

Her medicine is useless.

When he reached the floor of the dormitory, the elevator door opened, and An Lan happened to welcome him: "How come I just came, I still find you everywhere."

She mysteriously said the name of the king of the music scene, which caused an exclamation, and then revealed: "His team just contacted the program group and wanted to invite Yan Qing to play the heroine of the new single MV."

The girls exploded, shaking Yan Qing with envy.

More than half of the show's progress, the popularity of the high-profile players has stabilized. It is not a rare thing to have a good resource to come to the door. Many of the generals have been pushed away by the program team before, but this young king is talented and has a high iron value. Countless, not counting the prosperity of the music scene, is the existence of the summit, MV heroine's chance is really rare.

An Lan saw that she was hesitant and quickly persuaded: "Small fresh style ballads, you just have to act as the first love goddess, don't worry about anything else, and you will definitely be involved in film and television in the future. It is no harm to practice the acting first."

Yan Qing's hands tightened.

Acting...

She just told Huo Yunshen that she is good at acting, otherwise... just prove it to him.

Yan Qing nodded: "Sister An Lan, you arrange it."

An Lan patted her excitedly, and then dragged her to a clean place, quietly asked: "Do you want to inform President Huo of your single resource?"

Yan Qing shook his head: "Sign directly, don't tell him."

Knowing him, he still doesn't know what the reaction will be.

She thought awkwardly that going out to get in touch with some strangers and how busy she was working in different fields might be able to dilute her overflowing emotions.

The MV related matters were settled within two days. The Tianwang team took advantage of Yan Qing’s high popularity and straightforwardly announced her appearance on Weibo. The whole song told stories of mutual misses in college. Yan Qing’s role was clean The beautiful goddess of school flowers, Tian Wangyan secretly loves her boys, the tragedy ends, is the first high-quality tearful love song.

Since she learned of the official announcement, Yan Qing has been worried, fearing that Huo Yun will come to question.

But he only asked quietly on the phone: "Are you willing to go."

His reaction made Yan Qing more nervous than anger. She always felt like she was caught in a derailment. She responded.

After a while, a rusty "good" came from the receiver.

When Yan Qing hung up the phone, her five internal organs were all wrinkled together. Looking at Yun Qing’s photo beside the bed, she was in a daze. When she turned to the window inadvertently, she glanced at the front line of the car in shock.

She hurriedly opened the window and leaned out. Sure enough, it was Huo Yunshen's car, which was parked in the old place behind the building. It was unclear when he came.

Yan Qing's throat was dry, and instinctively wanted to go out to find him. An Lan knocked on the door at an inappropriate time: "Yan Yan, the team of King Tian needs us to break in, and it will be officially shot tomorrow."

She asked: "...now?"

An Lan nodded unclearly: "Yes, a group of people are waiting, the car is ready."

Yan Qing closed his eyes: "Go."

The meeting place and filming location are in Haicheng. Yan Qing and the MV director communicated through the script to confirm that there were not many shots and slightly relieved. For the final effect, she has been learning to perform with the teacher in the shed and strive for less NG when shooting.

She has never been exposed to acting, and if she wants to keep improving, she will inevitably spend a long time, almost staying up all night.

Yan Qing realized over and over again and again that she was telling Huo Yunshen all the deceit, that she had no acting skills, and that she was sincere about everything to him.

She can deceive him, not herself.

Yan Qing didn't go to work until early in the morning, put two masks on the shed, took a nap, and immediately got up to start the formal shooting.

She and Tianwang met yesterday, and the other person has a good personality and respect for politeness, which made her less worried.

The filming site was on a campus of a well-known university. When Yan Qing changed her clothes and adjusted her condition, she was always tight, as if someone was watching her from afar, her eyes were heavy and gloomy.

She was too familiar with this line of sight, turned around and found no figure of Huo Yunshen.

Probably...she felt guilty.

The first set of test shots was completed. The director’s inspiration was rushing out, and he actively discussed with Tianwang and Yanqing in the past: "The two of you are full of sparks. I want to add a kiss he imagined to the memory of the leading actor at the end. Opera, increase the level of grief, just a touch, it is very beautiful, with the dedication of the two, should it be okay?"

The King of Heaven went through battles and nodded smoothly.

But Yan Qing doesn't want to.

Tian Wang did her job with a good temper: "Is it worried about the image of the idol of the female group? I will tell the director, just touch it, or borrow it. We are folk, and the picture must be very beautiful. There is no harm in development, and if you want to act in the future, you can’t avoid it anyway."

Yan Qing asked: "Is it possible to borrow?"

Heavenly King flashed her moist eyes and smiled, "Of course, the effect is similar."

But the crew didn't know these details, they were busy preparing for the scene of the kiss scene, and they were mentioned in each other's discussion gossip.

Huo Yunshen stood in the shadow of the tree opposite the studio, and the people who passed by said those words more than once.

Kiss scene.

He stared at his hand, his knuckles were bulging and white, and he was going to crack his skin.

The heart was being dug, and muddy blood could be seen, but he still tried his best to restrain the dark and manic thoughts.

Huo Yun deepened his stiff legs and walked to the studio. Someone noticed him along the way, and kept silent, even if he didn't know his identity, no one dared to step forward and ask more.

Yan Qing stood at the window of the classroom, and the King of Kings stepped forward, leaning down a meter in front of her.

Her pores exploded, and she subconsciously receded, her face pale.

Tian Wang appeases: "Don't be nervous, just try it out, find a feeling and angle."

Yan Qing squeezed her lips tightly, her chest was uncomfortable, and Huo Yun's deep-kissed touch returned to her body. His damp and hot plunder seemed to be deep in her bones.

She kept telling herself that Huo Yunshen was not her true lover. He was kissed by him and his work partner, almost...

Moreover, it is just borrowing.

Now that you have done this, let's be more dedicated.

Yan Qing apologized and returned to the original position, trying to close her eyes, but as soon as the king approached, she could not bear it immediately.

Maybe the mouth will lie, but the body will never.

She had just turned her face away, and the shadowy line of sight seemed to suddenly engulf people, stabbing fiercely on her back.

Uranus also felt that he looked sensitively in the past.

Yan Qing's heart beats like thunder, not an illusion, or her guessing, he is really...

She turned back in defeat.

Even if Huo Yunshen did this, she still cared that she didn't show her full face. He hit her eyes without saying a word, and turned and walked away.

The barriers of Yan Qing's whole body were cracking. She stared at the back that she hadn't seen in a few days, and suddenly there was an overlap in front of her eyes.

She vaguely seen...

Seeing the boy, he walked away like this.

Huo Yun's deep teeth were sore.

The cold winter wind blew his skin, and he didn't feel cold or pain.

At the end of the second year of Qingqing's second year of high school, he was strongly requested by many teachers to take on the role of princess in the drama. He was unwilling and he could not bear to say it. After asking about the simple script, it was all ordinary dialogues before he convinced himself to accept it.

But on the first night of the rehearsal, the teacher who wrote the script added a hand-held play, saying what would increase the emotional depth.

The emotional depth of shit.

He stood under the stage, staring at Qing Qing with a pair of white and delicate hands hanging on the princess dress, to be caught by the surprised boy on the opposite side.

He kicked the table in front of him, ruining the theatre tables and chairs in a mess. Everyone on the scene was in danger of themselves, fearing him and scolding him madly.

Qingqing grabbed the skirt and just found him, frowning at him.

His eyes were red and he couldn't stand the kind of examination she might have, as others gritted her teeth out of the auditorium and walked forward mechanically, not knowing where to go or how to be a normal person that she didn't hate.

His eyes were scorched by the wind, and when there was nowhere to go, a girl's hand grabbed him and gasped for a note.

It was written anxiously, a little skewed, and a little tick with a habit: "I will not play the drama anymore, I will only hold your hand."

His hands were trembling, and the note was clenched tightly.

Qingqing's princess dress was raised by the wind, and a faint fragrance wafted in the air.

She ran in front of him, her eyes were soft, and she looked at him softly, reaching out: "You lowered."

He had blood on his lips and obediently leaned over.

Qing Qing touched his hair tip, and his soft lips touched the corner of his bite: "Yun Shen, I didn't hold hands with him, and I won't be robbed. Don't be afraid."

She knew that he was not a lunatic, he was afraid.

Huo Yunshen's car was parked on a hidden roadside, and he sat in it, sliding his throat hard.

It's not past now, he can't get out of control like that.

He waited for Qingqing to come out and find her...

He waits!

If you can't wait...

Huo Yunshen's eyes were dark, and his arms were stretched.

In the unclosed gap of his car window, he suddenly reached into a piece of paper, which seemed to be torn temporarily, jagged, and floated lightly on his lap.

The words on the paper were also written urgently, and the small hook was still there: "I didn't make a kiss, I won't be intimate with others, don't be afraid."

At the next moment, the door on the other side of the rear row was opened, and Yan Qing sat in the cold wind.

Two people are separated by a distance, and one sits at one end.

Yan Qing clasped her hands together.

She couldn't remember the voice of the outside world, how to write the note, why did she write it, how far did she go after him, she couldn't remember.

I only know that she can no longer control herself.

It’s useless to cheat. It’s useless to find more excuses, hypnotize and paralyze yourself countless times, to meet as many people as possible.

When I saw his surging moment, it survived everything.

What she desperately wanted to do at the moment was simply unbearable.

Yan Qing swallowed, suddenly raised her knees and knelt on the seat, approached Huo Yunshen twice, dragged his clothes, picked up his cold cheeks, and leaned back to kiss him.

She is done.

As he said, she likes him.

wrong……

Like to describe it enough.

She... love him.

After such a long time, after seeing each of his paranoid or madness with his own eyes.

She loves him.