Sweet Nothings

The affectionate couple both broke rumors at the awards ceremony, breaking up the online “replacement” speeches that were in full swing. The journalists who had been through the battle were shaking, crowded, taking photos of the scene, and uploading the first-hand information quickly. Take the lead.

In just a few minutes, Weibo was paralyzed.

There are too many messages popping out, and there are endless press releases, but before the page collapsed, among the screams of the crazy slaughter version, the most frequent one was a picture.

The figure adjusted the color with care.

On the red carpet under the night, a lot of cameras were surrounding, the reporters' expressions were eager, the bodyguards on both sides solemnly opened, these were painted in black and white.

Only the two intimate figures among the people retain the vivid colors.

Huo Yunshen wrapped Yan Qing in her arms with a suit. She was entangled with a thin flashing dress and his ironed trousers. The man's black eyes drooped and he focused on staring at Yan Qing as if the world had nothing to do with him.

He was still fierce and cold, but all the tenderness and love were given to one person.

There is no substitute at all. Huo Yunshen will not let anyone replace Yun Qing. The one he coveted has always been her.

The questioning and taunts of Yan Qing were washed away, and became the undisputed top of the snowy mountain of the female entertainment star.

As a singer, she has a natural voice that others can't ask for. The whole album is original. The achievements she has achieved are extremely good. Even the idols of the women's group who have been questioned halfway have done their best. The pinnacle girl S, no one can compare.

As Mrs. Huo, and the first love that President Huo has been searching for, the entire Huo family gave her a random world, and the obsession of men is about to overflow the screen. During this time, everyone saw it with his own eyes. Qing Dou occupies the magpie's nest, now it's okay, it is all private property in the palms of others.

What are the top luxury endorsements? Now it seems that as long as Yan Qing is willing, the entertainment industry is completely sideways.

"Can't do it anymore! Say it early, tossing for such a long time, it's a leap to touch porcelain for a long time!"

The black fans have completely halted their flags, and the Internet has gone to bed, and no matter what their homeowners are, they can’t dream to compare with Huo’s wife.

Some of them stopped in time, secretly changed their numbers, and touched Qingqing Weibo and shouted shamelessly underneath: "Qingbao, in fact, I am the CP fan of President Huo and Huo!"

The whole network is noisy to the pinnacle, the affectionate couple CP fan turned out to be the biggest winner.

"Isn't my fandom a sadomasochistic couple? The good stand-in terrier, the good glass slag picks sugar! What a sweet situation!"

"Every day I'm worried about waiting for the divorce, but the result is a hundred years of good luck?"

"Pick up the treasure! Mom's actress who is not only my follower is the pinnacle, even my knocking CP is also the ceiling of inner entertainment!"

"So, why is there no reason for Yan Qing's top match? Fans of other idols have to worry about business capabilities. The gossip object can't be on the table, no resources and no status are excluded. If Fan Qing is fanned, it is equal to the starting line. Just lie and win!"

Yan Qing's fans soared overnight, and the few Weibo posts were all screaming.

"Mom is used to chasing a little scumbag, let me feel the pleasure of standing on the top of the mountain and looking down on the scum!"

"Mrs. Seeking business! Seeking singing! Seeking affection! Seeking the affectionate couple to fit!"

Outside the venue of the awards ceremony, the prepared car was parked not far away, and the doors opened respectfully.

After leaving the reporter's encirclement, Yan Qing's stiletto heels were replaced with flat-bottomed soft shoes, and the dress was taken off. She wore a pair of glutinous wide-leg pants and kicked in the night breeze, holding a mobile phone screen to Huo Yunshen Read: "Look for the affectionate couple to fit together -"

"Fitness?" Huo Yun raised his eyebrows slightly, whispering, "I also beg."

Yan Qing was stunned and his face suddenly turned red, only to realize that this sentence was ambiguous.

Huo Yunshen asked meaningfully: "I haven't looked after me for so long, who promised to double the compensation?"

Yan Qing pursed her lips and smiled.

She has been busy for a long time, hoping to send him two performances prepared for him and public clarifications with trophies. The delivery is delivered, but her husband is sorely in need of comfort.

Originally... She also prepared a special gift.

Yan Qingxing's eyes contained water, and Yingying looked at him: "You promise me something, and I will compensate you."

"Any number agrees."

She took his hand: "Deeply, we will go back to the old house to sleep today."

In the rented house in Jiangbei, she lived with Huo Yunshen for nearly a year since she went to college. His happiness and pain are there. After her memory is restored, she has not gone back.

The lights from the first floor to the third floor in the corridor were still lit, and they were all spotless and clean. A staircase was said to have passed countless times, but he stepped on it with complete memories, but his heart was rubbing.

Yan Qing walked up slowly, and her back and knees were suddenly embraced by Huo Yun. She could not help but pick her up.

"Your legs are just right, don't eat too much!"

"The wife is not heavy," he bowed his head to kiss her eyes, and his throat rubbed, "Let me hug you up, I have thought too many times in those three years."

Yan Qing's eyes were hot, and she wasn't struggling anymore. She hugged his neck obediently and listened to his heartbeat, following the tremor of his chest.

It only takes one minute to go upstairs and ten seconds to open the door. After the door panel is slammed shut, the surroundings are silent, and there is only the rapid breath of entanglement.

The key fell to the ground, and the bag in Yan Qing's hand crooked to the side. She was placed on the low cabinet of the porch, and her back was against the wall. The man's hands were on both sides of her, squeezing her into the corner. Kiss up.

Yan Qing was too late to make a sound, his consciousness was all plundered, his wet lips were resisted by him, and the hot tip of his tongue invaded unsatisfiedly. He was bitter and bitter, biting her tenderly.

She hugged him and responded, licking him lightly, in exchange for his tremor.

Yan Qing's heart was swollen and astringent, stroking his back of the head, his fingers pierced into his short hair, and mumbled: "I'm here, don't be afraid, I'm really back."

Huo Yun deeply sucked her slightly swollen lips and responded dumbly.

Yan Qing dragged her around the bag, took a square box from it, and put it in Huo Yunshen's hand: "Deep, you look."

Huo Yun's eyes were red, and he lifted the lid and tightened his fingers.

The box was covered with cotton, and on top of it was a flawless glass ball.

He had one, and Qing Qing smiled to him on his birthday, saying that he would make him happy all his life, and later in the bedroom of this house, she was smashed by her own hands, and he couldn't make it with glue.

What is in front of me now is exactly the same as the original one.

Many years ago, it was difficult to find the same thing. Qing Qing did not know how much time it took.

Looking at his shaking expression, Yan Qing couldn't help but want to cry, picked up his face and pecked twice, and said softly: "Huo Yunshen, this is a gift for you, and I will make you happy all your life."

His dumb voice was shaking: "This time, do you count your words?"

"Counting," Yan Qing clasped his five fingers. "No matter where I go, I will never leave you alone."

Huo Yunshen's chest was ups and downs and immediately lifted her to enter the room. Yan Qing still had a big deal unfinished. I was afraid that once the gate was opened, there would be no chance to avoid him to do it. I'm hungry and want to eat the fresh milk made by my husband."

His hands were still pinched on her waist, and his clothes were half set.

Yan Qing endured the beautiful thoughts that he wanted to hang on him, and looked down at him with his eyes closed: "Think-eat -"

Huo Yunshen was able to take his wife what to do, but it was not what he wanted. He put her on the bed, started to help her change her comfortable home clothes, and finally touched her instep, and found some plush socks to put on her. After wearing it, Kissed on her soft toes.

"Wait and wait," he glanced darkly, "no more jumping off the window to escape."

The man was cautious and vengeful, Yan Qing smiled and pinched him: "I will not jump if you catch me--"

She aimed her husband into the kitchen and moved quickly in the noise while the cooker hood was on. She pulled the mattress hard, and there was a small box hidden in the corner deep inside the storage box.

Sure enough, he never found out.

Yan Qing took it out, put the bed back to its original state, and quietly took out the handbook in the box and turned over a few pages, all of which were full of immature and round fonts, and a little diary written by the young girl.

At that time, the term "hand account" was not popular. She only knew that she wanted to remember, and she picked the most beautiful book, with pictures and text, and a clumsy stick figure. Every time she went to Huozhai to see Brother Yunshen. The process of writing down.

That's right...

When she was a girl, she wore pigtails and jumped behind him, her brother Yunshen was not shy.

A whole book, from the first acquaintance at the age of five, until he was expelled from the Huo family's blank, and then rescued by him outside the school, she persevered to chase him and ran, crying, laughing and smiling are imprinted in it.

Yan Qing turned to the back and posted several photos of her candid photos.

The young Huo Yunshen was surly and unruly, and her brows were always quenched with ice, but the moment she photographed, it was him who pursed the corner of his mouth and smirked silently while holding the bauble she gave.

What he forgot is written in this book.

She hadn’t mentioned it before, because she didn’t want her loved one to learn that she had lost her memory and felt owed to her, but now she wanted him to know that she wanted to tell him that he had always been unique to her and didn’t need to panic and humble.

But can't give it right away...

She wants to choose a place that carries memories and do something big.

Yan Qing hid the book in the drawer on the bedside table. If nothing happened, she ran out to watch her husband cook. The fresh milk was just out of the pan. Huo Yunshen mentioned Yan Qing and put it on her lap, patiently blowing warmly to feed her mouth.

The milk strips were a little long, and Yan Qing couldn't swallow it in one bite. She stayed outside for a while and smiled to fiddle with his lips.

Huo Yun's eyes were deep and deep, biting, and slowly moving forward until she touched her lips.

Yan Qing swallowed with red ears, and his passionate kiss overwhelmed him: "Qing Qing, I am also hungry."

Not the same as her hunger.

"To take a bath……"

Huo Yun held her decisively, her thin clothes fell all the way, and when she stepped into the bathroom, her legs slipped accidentally and almost fell from his arms.

He picked it up and stroked her slender legs around his waist.

Opposite is the bathroom mirror. In the large mirror, the girl's upper body is white against his chest, a pair of legs trembling around his waist, and hard and tight against each other.

Huo Yunshen's arms stretched, and she duped her: "I like this pose."

Yan Qing was about to explode and said incoherently, "Why, do you want to change one--"

He squeezed her palms and pressed her tightly, and the voice of Magi Shen flicked her eardrum too much.

"Baby, please me."