Sweet Nothings

Yan Qing doesn't think he is a squeamish person, especially after entering the entertainment circle, he has experienced a lot of ups and downs, and has been taught by thousands of people to calm down.

But Huo Yunshen alone.

As soon as he appeared, even with a few words, he could easily break the barriers she supported.

She was a very stable person, hugged by him, finished, and turned into a charming hypocrisy in seconds, the little princess Jinzhiyuye, Mrs. Youhuo, who was aggrieved by that point of grievance, and wished to expand by tens of thousands on the spot Times.

Spoiled by him.

Huo Yun stared deeply at the tip of her red nose, moved her lips and kissed her, said dumbly: "I'm not good, so Qingqing was wronged."

This sentence is crying.

Yan Qing's eyes were hot, and he couldn't care how many people around him were paying attention. He wrapped his neck tightly, leaned his face against his warm neck fossa, and his muddy hands touched everywhere, making his clothes too. dirty.

Love patting.

Anyway, this is her righteous husband, she does not stick to declare sovereignty, is it also a group of mischievous goblins worried about it.

Huo Yun cuddled so lightly that she looked like a boneless girl, pressed her forehead comfortably, turned around, and glanced at the group of trembling program leaders.

"President Huo is sorry, we don't know that you will come over and didn't go out in time to pick up--"

"Mrs....the recording went smoothly..."

As soon as this was said, people with open mouths couldn't help but feel guilty.

Today is the last shooting to collect ingredients. Tiange is a muddy place. The environment is not good. Female stars don’t like to come. They think about the scandal. Since Huo’s not coming out, maybe Ruan Jiazhen can come up, after all. No one can guess his thoughts, so he arranged Yan Qing.

Naocheng wanted to hit the muzzle, and his head broke.

Looking at the scene in front of him, President Huo clearly guarded like a treasure.

A group of people with heads and faces in variety circles hate their own eyes and regret to hit the wall.

Huo Yun asked two words in a deep voice: "Smooth?"

The air seems to be freezing, and the snow is coming.

Yan Qing didn't want her husband to move her in public, and whispered: "Deep, a little cold with bare feet, I want to wash first."

Huo Yun's eyes turned to her white feet, covered with mud and shredded vegetable leaves. Although the weather in Zhuning Town was warm, the ground was still cold. Her toes were red with cold, and her tiny fingers curled pitifully.

Yan Qing was taken away as he wished, and he turned back to Xu Mohan with a soothing look in his busy schedule.

Xu Mohan was refreshed, blowing a kiss back to her.

Huo Yunshen sent Yan Qing back to the room where she lived, placed it on a small bed, and got up to find a basin to get hot water.

He tried the water temperature, squatted down, held her cold feet until it warmed up, and then carefully put it in the basin. The water was gray.

Yan Qing shrank embarrassedly: "I wash myself."

Huo Yun grasped deeply, his palms were wide, and she couldn't move her easily. Some rough fingertips rubbed on her skin, causing an unbearable itching.

Yan Qing's ears were hot and asked with a nasal voice: "How come you are back, shouldn't it be four or five days?"

Huo Yun avoids the email: "I can't stay any longer, I want to see you."

"Is the contract negotiated? Are there any delays?"

He avoids the heavy ones: "Reassure."

The picture of the video, the heartbreaking dreams on the plane, re-touched Qing Qing’s realism, all of them were burning wildly in Huo Yun’s deep chest, can’t wait to ask her for comfort, possession and plunder, even to her when the passion was intense Only slight torture can fill the void in his heart.

His eyes were hanging down, disguising his emotions.

Can't scare Qing Qing.

Huo Yun pressed deeply against the urge to run straight, cleaned her gently, lifted up a pair of small feet, and continued to simmer with body temperature.

The heat of Yan Qing picked up, and his feet rubbed his hand: "Deep, I still want to continue to participate in the show, otherwise this matter, even if we are the victims, I am afraid that it will be misinterpreted into escape, playing big names or something, I don’t I hope to have any negative impact on you again."

"My wife has the final say."

"And Ruan Jia, I hope she finished recording this issue."

"Okay, it won't take less than a minute," Huo Yun raised her eyes and stared at her. "Especially in the later competitions, she must repeatedly realize what it means to humiliate herself."

It's just how he can hit his face, get it on stage, let Qing Qing step on it, and block all criticism.

Yan Qing didn’t even need an explanation, her husband knew it. She couldn’t help but poked him with her toes, complaining half-truth: “Mr. Huo, that borrowed photo was too close. , I'm jealous."

Huo Yunshen didn't speak, held her turbulent feet, bowed her back religiously, and kissed on it.

Yan Qing was stunned, her heartbeat violently intensified, and she was curled up.

Those feet, they were just so dirty, they couldn’t be washed, how could he!

Huo Yunshen grasped more firmly, his dark eyelashes drooped, covering the turbulent eyes, and his lips kissed finely on her light pink fingertips.

After a while, he slowly lifted up, looked at her and said: "Qing Qing, I belong to you alone, the taste of jealousy is too hard, you don't need it, I will taste it."

When Ruan Jia was slapped loudly and the entire network was mocked, the production team of "Ye Ye Sheng Ge" was also changed. The original content and mode of the program remained unchanged, but the whole was replaced by a more secure and word-of-mouth behind-the-scenes team. .

The recording of the first half of two days and three nights' life was over. In the later period, Ruan Jia cried into tears and asked to quit. She was banned and forced to go through the process. Her company did not dare to say anything and shrank completely.

Ruan Jia also shouted: "Some senior executives in the company misled me to do this, I didn't even tell the agent, now they don't care!"

No one listened to her again, knowing that Huo allowed her to stay, just to nail her to a post of shame.

A group of Yan Qing and Xu Mohan completed their tasks in excess, and the creation of new songs also came naturally.

Ruan Jia spent all his energy on touching porcelain, and arranged for the gunmen to do the work. Now he has to catch the ducks on the shelves and take the completely unfamiliar song to participate in the second half of the competition.

After a short period of modification and arrangement period, the competition of the first round of the theme original song of "Ye Ye Sheng Ge" was brought to the battlefield with great attention.

The six singers were drawn in order according to the rankings of the tasks completed in the first half, and performed separately. The audience jury on the scene voted to determine the ranking and eliminated at the end.

I don’t know if it happened by chance or the program team deliberately, Ruan Jia appeared last but last, Yan Qing was the last one next to him.

Before the recording started, Xu Mohan made the gorgeous shape of the scum girl's big wave and went to the Yanqing lounge to get in. She was taken aback by the increasing beauty of Mrs. Huo.

"You were super beautiful when you were in school, peeping that your boys can go around the earth three times," Xu Mohan tweeted. "If it wasn't for your bad boy's aura, it was estimated that the dormitory door must be flat."

Yan Qing pinched her with a smile.

The previous feelings of the ladies are very easy to establish. Besides, Xu Mohan has her precious university time here. She could not wait to hear everything about Huo Yunshen in that year.

At first, Xu Mohan disregarded President Huo's words, fearing that she would be burdened if she listened too much, but the fairy couldn't hold her eyes and kept asking, the more she said.

As soon as the recording began, Xu Mohan asked: "Is President Huo not coming today?"

"Shouldn't—"

Before Yan Qing finished, the TV screen in the reception desk was constantly transmitted in the lounge, which happened to be changed from the stage to the audience jury.

In the middle of the front row, the man was sitting with a cold face. The dark pattern shirt unbuttoned two buttons, revealing a sharp line of clavicle. He lifted his eyes and looked directly at the camera.

"I rely on such a high profile!" Xu Mohan covered his chest, "It's worthy of him!"

Yan Qing was overwhelmed with unexpected syrup.

The big liar also said that he was too busy to come, so he was photographed so clearly that he had to declare his sovereignty.

Yan Qing thought of the lyrics he wrote during his two days abroad. He blushed and smiled.

The beauty of "Dancing Night" is perfect. The sponsor's funds are enough. The first stage of the opening is at the top level in the country. Under this atmosphere, Ruan Jia, the fifth player, is embarrassed.

She was just holding her breath. When she saw President Huo in the front row, she collapsed suddenly and the whole performance was seriously Waterloo.

Without waiting for her to go down, there was real evidence on the Internet that she hired a gunman to buy songs, which was completely reduced to black on the Internet.

Yan Qing appeared in the last place.

She slowly walked into the chasing light, her long curly chestnut hair spread on her back, wearing an embroidered long dress with thin suspenders, her complexion wins the snow and her eyes are bright.

The director deliberately gave the total shot to Huo.

President Huo slowly took out a flashing "Qing Bao" card from his pocket, and put it on his head without expression.

The screaming sounded through the studio immediately.

Yan Qing froze for a moment, and the shimmering apricot eyes immediately bent into two stunning crescents, which were clearly captured by the camera in large close-ups.

The accompaniment sounded, she held the microphone stand and hummed gently.

At the climax of the eruption, her watery eyes collided with Huo Yunshen and sang to him:

"Following the stars, flowing with the moon. Wandering in the fog.

Want to wear clouds and rain, wear stars and moon, go to your side."

In the recording of the day, Yan Qing defeated other guests with absolute advantage and took the first place in the first competition.

The studio for the second half of the competition is located in Haicheng. There is no need to go around. When the shooting is over, Huo Yunshen will not delay for a minute and a second and immediately take his wife home.

Yan Qing was confused by his kisses in the car, clearly his body had been sore to the touch, but his mind couldn't hold onto his sleepiness.

She seems more and more drowsy.

When she arrived at the house, Yan Qing was lying in Huo Yun's arms, her face resting on his shoulders, and she almost fell asleep within a few minutes of going upstairs. She fell unwillingly and tried to keep her eyes open.

"I might be too tired to prepare for the stage," she muttered softly. "I can still hold on."

Huo Yunshen put her on the bed, wrapped it in a quilt, and pressed her desires: "Be good, sleep first, I will go to the study room for a short video meeting, and I will be fine when you wake up."

Yan Qing couldn't even agree, and the consciousness fell into the abyss.

The gate locked with memory was distorted and deformed, trying to merge with the current sea of ​​knowledge. After a bitter failure, it was an overload of her spirit.

It seemed that every time she heard a little bit of past, every time she thought of some debris, she was attacking her unbearable nerves.

When did this start...

It seems that from the name Huo Linchuan remembered by her, she broke a certain prohibition, her memories became burdens, and she was gradually tortured.

Yan Qing was confused, feeling that some important things were disappearing, she couldn't control it, struggling to wake up, sweaty and trapped in the quilt.

She stared blankly at the wallpaper on the wall, and after a long time turned to the cabinet, curtains, ceiling light, and the picture frame on the bedside table.

The two people in the photo are very close, one is her look, the other...

Yan Qing watched for three minutes, suddenly shuddered, relievedly.

She was dizzy, how dazed she was facing a photo with her husband.

Yan Qing stretched out his hand to pick up the picture frame, and loved to touch Huo Yunshen's face above, and kissed her lips with a kiss before rubbing her forehead.

She has slept for two hours and hasn't come up yet?

Yan Qing couldn't wait to see him, got out of the bed and out of the bedroom, and gently crept up to the third floor, the door of the study was really hidden, and the lights overflowed inside.

Just take a peek, the deepness at work is absolutely handsome, lick a face and then withdraw.

Yan Qing leaned over and looked through the door crack to see Huo Yunshen sitting on the big chair. The cold light of the computer reflected his fierce facial features. He didn't wear a headset and threw it aside. The voice came from the inside.

"Mr. Huo, Poron's contract was signed to someone at a higher price than ours. This result was caused by your temporary return to China and interruption of negotiations. Should you deny it?"

Yan Qing shook his hand holding the door frame.

He... Temporarily returned to China, interrupted the negotiation, the contract was not signed at all?!

Because of her business?!

Yan Qing's chest was ups and downs, her nose was sour, and she accidentally made a mistake in her footsteps. When she hit the door, Huo Yunshen immediately looked over, her eyes slightly jumping.

Seeing that his expression fluctuated, no matter how many lines were connected, he directly chose to suspend the meeting. Yan Qing was even more sad, slamming his fist back to the bedroom, slamming the door shut, and rushing back and forth on the ground.

How could he leave such an important stall for her little trouble and go back home!Also lie to her to rest assured!

Yan Qing couldn't tell whether she was anxious or angry, and wanted to question him well, but when he came to her footsteps, when she was about to enter the door, she couldn't say anything. She simply sat on the small sofa by the window without looking back.

"Qing Qing."

ignore.

He approached, holding her hand on her shoulder, with great strength.

Yan Qing broke away.

She was so confused that she didn't want to be reasonable or want to be a gentle little daughter-in-law, so she wanted to make a temper tantrum once and let him remember for a long time and understand how capricious he was.

After a while, he whispered, "Qingqing, don't you believe me?"

"It's not important to believe it or not!" Yan Qing sucked his nose. "I just don't want to take care of you! Such a big thing, you come back when you say it. Are you really afraid of problems? What if Huo's being bankrupted by you!"

She finished impulsively and waited for a while to find that there was no movement.

Huo Yunshen didn't answer anymore, almost no breathing.

Yan Qing bit her lip, her fingers curled up, her brain vented, and she couldn't help shrinking.

How can she murder him...

He also said... don't want to ignore him.

Clearly know... all stabbing him.

Yan Qing bit her lips out of her teeth marks. She didn’t blame him.

But she is stupid, take the least appropriate method to him...

Yan Qingqiang endured, wanted to wait for him to speak first, and waited for a long time without fruit, but could not turn around quietly, shocked to find Huo Yunshen sitting on the edge of the bed with her back to her, her head drooping, her back cold and lonely, the whole person stuck in the dark shadow of the lamp in.

Her heart shattered.

Damn, she is crazy, how can she bully him!

Yan Qing stood up violently, stepping on the carpet and hurried towards him, his eyes lowered, his shadows mottled, his face was lonely and fragile, and he was silent, silent.

The clearer she looked, the more she wanted to cry.

Deeply for her, she was accused by her face, and she should believe that his ability and decision-making were right, but she was chaotic and hurt him.

Sin is unforgivable!

Yan Qing ran over, crouched and hugged his leg and rubbed: "Deep..."

She looked up, and his eyes were empty, and he turned back sadly.

Huo Yunshen's lips curled into a line, feeling the soft touch on his legs, not sure that he could support it for a few seconds in order to coax her deliberately.

She rubbed again...

Huo Yun's blood flowed deep, his hands clenched.

Up to ten seconds.

ten.

Yan Qing regretted his death and faced his knees tightly.

Huo Yun closed his eyes patiently.

Eight.

Yan Qing initially acted spoiled, but chose to climb on his leg and lean against his chest softly.

Huo Yun's deep forehead is jumping.

Fives.

Yan Qing said, "I'm here to take care of you, would you like to hear from me", and kissed his cool cheek.

Huo Yunshen raised the green muscles on his back, ready to hug her, and dumped the suppressed desires for several days.

two.

Yan Qing had no choice but to lash her eyelashes and decided to do a big deal to coax her husband.

She quickly opened the hem of her little suspenders, reached into her hands to unfasten the buckle, and pulled the underwear out and threw it away.

Then he looked down at the two groups that had lost their bondage on his chest.

Perfect shape and full of elasticity.

Great.

Yan Qing felt like a drum, took a deep breath, squeezed her arms obediently, and raised a pair of rubbing stars.

Facing Mr. Huo's bottomless black pupil.

Her cheeks were blushing and her eyes were pure and charming, and she asked him softly.

"Mr. Huo, or... I will give you a pair of round and soft gifts, which should still be very fragrant..."

"Do you... want to try it?"