Sweet Nothings

Huo Yunshen looks cold and hard, but his lips are soft, and today he has a faint alcohol, and he is very fascinating.

Yan Qing kissed him for a moment, but also a little bit sullen. He couldn't help but step back a little and observe his reaction.

Huo Yunshen's sharp corners seemed to be smoothed out by her appeasement and became very good.

He blinked honestly, the dark black in his pupils dispersed, and replaced with a clear and gentle glaze color, and his face also added a touch of red that was different from drunk, too cute.

Yan Qing's heart was astringent and sweet. The cognition of "this man is hers from beginning to end" became more and more established. She couldn't help but throb and held his cheek.

Huo Yun frowned deeply, pointed at his lips with dissatisfaction, and kissed brightly.

He wasn’t enough just to kiss for a little while.

Yan Qing smiled, looking at him with tormented by panic and alcohol, but also very sad. She hugged him seriously and kissed again.

She whispered: "Deeply, you are drunk and uncomfortable. You can't sit on the floor all the time. Can we go upstairs and sleep?"

Huo Yun spoke slowly and slowly: "Sleep...what?"

Yan Qing repeated patiently: "Sleep."

He shook his head firmly, raised his hand to buckle her jaw, and said darkly, "Don't sleep, sleep on you."

Yan Qing coughed straight with his words and shook him with red ears: "Don't make trouble, you have to rest."

President Huo was extremely stubborn, and there was a sense of oppression between the eyebrows, and the force approached her, but the tone was soft, and the sand urged: "Wife-I will not rest, I want to sleep with you."

Yan Qing was so cute by him, not to mention that his breath was so hot that he was particularly provocative.

She gave up, thinking that he was not awake anyway, and should just talk about it, and then indulged: "Sleep me well, then as a courtesy, I will sleep with you, OK?"

Huo Yun tilted his lips in satisfaction, he was full of action, he directly pushed the person down on the sofa, leaned over and leaned over, and leaned on her ear and promised: "Okay, sleep for you, just a few times."

Later, he went upstairs, he was not very stable, he would not let her go, he must hold.

Yan Qing was worried, but his arms were extremely powerful. Even if he stumbled, he was carefully guarding her, crashing into the bedroom all the way, and falling into the soft bed.

She didn't fall asleep until early in the morning. In the dream, she appeared across the curtain, and the figure calling her "Qing Qing" was finally clear in front of her eyes.

Huo Yunshen stood behind the curtain in a messy and dejected manner, full of madness, and rushed up to kiss her fiercely. She warmly took over, but where she looked, there was a erratic shadow in the mist behind Huo Yunshen, tall and thin, cold , Eyes twisted, stab him resentfully.

Yan Qing woke up suddenly.

She tried her best to recall the specific appearance of the man, thinking that the headache was fruitless, and even the outline was like a reflection in the water, and it disappeared at the touch.

Then she searched the memory and found no one who gave her a similar feeling.

Yan Qing turned around and looked to him.

Huo Yunshen, by virtue of his wine strength and half an evening of indulgence, was hard to fall asleep. She couldn't bear to quarrel him, propped up and rubbed intimately on his face, got out of bed quietly, and went downstairs to prepare breakfast.

Yan Qing's legs were still soft when she went downstairs. You must complain deeply, but you can't bear to just educate yourself.

You are not the same as before. You are now married happily, your husband is awesome, and there is so little demand, separated for three years, how much sweetness has filled up the shortage for him, so say, don’t shout, I can’t stand it, it’s Urgently need to strengthen his strength and treat him well.

Yan Qing made clear his future goals. He lifted the knife and cut the pumpkin on the cutting board, intending to make a porridge, but his fingertips were accidentally punctured by the knife tip.

She watched the blood gush at that point and jumped in the temple without warning.

It seems that in the past... she also bleeds a lot of blood on her hand, holding such a knife against her cheek and sneering at someone: "Don’t like me, you only like this face, if I scratch the flower, you even I dare not look at it at a glance! But Yunshen, he will treat me as always, and you will never deserve to compare with him!"

who is it.

Yan Qing pressed his forehead, and the blocked memory showed a sign, and immediately disappeared.

The passage she remembered also became ambiguous with her eyes closed.

Yan Qing leaned on the counter and wanted to wait for the uncomfortable feeling to pass. Suddenly there was footsteps behind her, striding over to embrace her, pushing her to the sink and washing the wound with warm water.

"You're awake," she said, waving her discomfort, and raising her face with a smile, "I'm fine, just break a little."

Huo Yunshen's face was very heavy. She picked her up and sat down at the dining table. She took care of the medicine cabinet carefully and said nothing.

Yan Qing gently touched his leg with his toes: "Deep-not happy?"

"Well," he whispered, "you don't need to cook anymore, you still hurt when you do it, and it hurts not to be taken seriously."

He was like a treasure-like person, bleeding in the kitchen in the morning daze.

Yan Qing prolonged the tone: "How long will it be so unhappy?"

Huo Yun endured deeply and replied: "... five minutes."

"So short?" Yan Qing was surprised.

He glanced at her, lowered his head again, his lips stretched: "Up to five minutes. I'm afraid that you will ignore me for a long time."

Hey, I still have a grudge.

Yan Qing quickly explained to him the reason why he disappeared for two days, and watching him look better, she said impulsively: "Otherwise you can get a locator on me, so I don’t always feel insecure, I still feel distressed."

In fact, she is half-truly, but she has more jokes.

As a result, Huo Yun raised his head deeply, his eyes sparkling with excitement, and asked, "Is it possible?"

Yan Qing was stunned, and he really thought about it for a long time.

Before waiting for her to speak, Huo Yunshen's eyes lowered, and he actively shook his head: "No, I tied you to death, you will want to run away, and when that day comes, I will intensify. I would rather wait, no matter where you go, I will always wait for you."

From the day he fell in love with her, he wanted to restrain her wings and keep her in his cage.

But she understood so much, she voluntarily landed, and didn't think he was dirty and perched softly beside him.

After her recovery, she spread her wings that had been gathered, and surrounded by countless people, his desire to shut her up skyrocketed.

But on the stage, in the crowd, his Qingqing was so beautiful.

He was willing to suppress, and could not bear to hurt any of her feathers.

As long as Qing Qing is happy, loves him, and does not leave him, he can do anything.

Yan Qing leaned gently on his shoulder: "I understand that you are not trying to control me, you just have no sense of security, I have kept you alone for too long."

She held Huo Yunshen's hand up and wrapped it softly: "Mr. Huo, although I don't remember the past, I will treat you well in the future--"

Huo Yunshen laughed silently.

Yan Qing tilted his head and looked at him, his brows were all sweet: "Are you ready?"

Huo Yunshen lifted her up on her lap and squeezed her face and said, "It depends on how good you are to me."

"Grab every clue and try to find the memory early."

"Ok?"

"The meaning is," she Chunlian blinked, and the topic turned sharply, "I want to see He Huijin."

Huo Yunshen was angry this time.

The good way his wife treats him is to ask to meet with ulterior motives, give her medicine, pursue her, hug her, and men who have been close to her many times during his three years of tears.

Ha ha.

Yan Qing really wants to see He Canjin.

She knew that there was definitely a deeper grudge behind the memory being tampered with, and she was always worried that there would be hidden dangers in her body, and Huo Yunshen would be hurt again.

Even if the memory is not so easy to retrieve, she hopes to get more clues about the accident three years ago and protect him as much as possible.

Her parents in Canada were fake, but everyone passed away and could not be asked.

Her parents restrained her making friends and going out on the grounds of poor health. Her friends are few, and those who can be held accountable are only He Jijin.

Huo Yunshen still arranged to meet.

"Peak Girl" has reached the end, Yan Qing will return to the program group at noon to prepare for the final debut game, the final 18 into 9, the top nine will formally form a group.

Because of her tight schedule, Huo Yun thoughtfully placed the location in the program group, and found a room in the small building where the props were stored. In addition to safety, the most important thing was that there was a hidden suite.

"Deeply, are you really willing to let me see him alone?" Yan Qing asked over the phone, "Don't you come and stare?"

Huo Yunshen is very calm: "No, I have to give my wife proper freedom."

Yan Qing confirmed: "Do not mind? Not jealous? Then can I go?"

Huo Yunshen was sitting in a hidden suite at the meeting place at the moment, calming down: "Go."

bring it on.

Husband is guarding here.

It's just because he just said that she can't be strangled, and if he wants to give space, he can't just go out of his way and hide in the head office.

See you alone?

how is this possible.

Yan Qing took leave while recording, and everyone else was busy. She happened to be able to avoid being discovered, and she was not too nervous. She put on a long cover-up coat and ran out.

Did not notice that Su Li aimed at her, saw her leave the team, quietly followed behind quietly.

Yan Qing saw He Yijin again and was surprised by his decadence.

The traffic stars that so many girlfriend fans are looking for seem to be in a sluggish state, without the original style.

In the empty room, there was only a set of sofas placed opposite each other. He Meijin watched Yan Qing sitting across from him, his expression moved: "I thought he would not let me see you anymore."

Yan Qing told the truth: "I asked for it. I want to know if you haven't told him about these three years."

The light in He Huijin's eyes was weak, and he looked at her with nostalgia, but he was not ashamed of his heart. like you."

"But what you like is not enough to make you face your heart?" Yan Qing smiled beautifully. "Anonymous medicine, the other party threatens you with your weakness, come to me every year, if it is good, as big as this Fei Zhouzhang? You have always known in your heart that you are more likely to harm me, but you are unwilling to admit that you are implying yourself, beautifying yourself and knowing that you are also a victim, right?"

He Meijin's face changed dramatically.

Huo Yun stood quietly behind a small door in the room covered by the screen.

His Qingqing is the most transparent and understands everything, which is really reassuring.

But she faced other people's "likes" like this, he was still unhappy.

After a while, He Meijin collapsed his shoulder in defeat and turned to ask: "Speaking, he said you are his wife, really?"

Yan Qing nodded frankly: "Really."

Outside the hallway, Su Li, who had just reached the door and was looking through the gap of the door with her eyebrows twisted, was shocked and her pupils contracted.

Su Li thought she was going to meet with Huo Yunshen, but she was unwilling to follow her. No matter what she said, he still refused to believe that the little fairy who had admired in his heart for many years would voluntarily love Huo Yunshen, a well-known lunatic. .

He wanted to save her.

But he saw what he heard.

Not only is she ambiguous with He Meijin, she is actually married!

Su Li clenched his teeth and completely subverted his heart. He unconsciously raised his phone and pointed the camera at the door.

He Dijin asked bitterly: "Are you willing to marry him?"

Yan Qing was helpless: "Of course, I am too happy to marry him."

She glanced inadvertently through the door slit, but Su Li outside was startled, afraid of being detected by her, she quickly saved the video, put away her cell phone, and left with a sullen face.

Yan Qing was impatient and said to He Mijin: "I'm not here to talk to you about this. If you have nothing to hide, or you are not willing to tell me, then forget it."

She stood up.

He Huijin wanted to pull her eagerly and was avoided by her.

He sighed and handed her a folded piece of paper in a fake gesture while saying sorry.

He always carried some important information, and did not disclose anything to Huo Yunshen's people, but Yan Qing asked in person, he must inform, and worry about Huo Yunshen's monitoring and monitoring in this room, this method was used.

Yan Qing took it strangely, didn't watch it immediately, and decided to go home with him deeply.

In case there is any poison powder in it, she has suffered enough and cannot be stupid again.

The whole world is dangerous, only her husband is reliable.

He Huijin knew that it was time to go, and he finally asked: "Huo Yunshen's rumors... It's complicated, too many negatives, and has a terrible temper. Is he really good to you?"

Huo Yunshen is still standing behind the suite door, his brow covering the haze.

Yan Qing dialed her long hair, cleared her throat, took a deep breath, and answered his question that no one would like to believe.

"Come on, please listen-"

"Huo Yunshen, unique in heaven and earth, high in face value, good figure, gentle character will hurt people, have the ability to make money, and also give me flowers specifically, he is like a fairy, willing to descend to me, it is my hard work, spent Fate that has been cultivated for several lifetimes."

The room is quiet.

He Dijin was dumbfounded.

Yan Qing is very proud of her very realistic rainbow fart.

Across the door, Huo Yun was stunned for a moment, his tight mouth didn't hold up, and he slowly raised his head. He lowered his head and smiled sweetly.