Fast time travel: the abuse of scum

Chapter 303 The actor's young lady 29
Shen Yang fell on the bed.

Then slowly close your eyes.

The eyes are a little sore.

It also has a strange smell.

But he can't care about these anymore.

he is so tired...

Tired enough to fall asleep when I close my eyes.

He has not had a good rest for several days.

The eyes were bloodshot, and the hair was a mess.

The smell on the body is also very ecstasy.

Originally, no matter what he said, he should take a shower and tidy up.

It's just that he is too tired...

I was so tired that I couldn't even lift my arms.

He just wants to rest now.

Take a good rest.

It's time to deal with it, he's dealt with it... now it's time to rest...

The eyes are closed, and the long eyelashes hang on the lower eyelid.

Shen Yang fell asleep quickly.

After a while, a slight snoring sound came from him.

After finding Wen Chun, my heart is at peace.

This heart has settled down.

The exhaustion that has always been there came to my heart.

I had been holding my breath, but now I can finally take a good rest...

Wen Chun was sitting on the sofa reading a book bored at this moment.

This book is in Mousse's study.

The study room has a whole row of bookcases, and the books inside are miscellaneous.

After Wen Chun and Shen Yang finished talking about the plan, they returned to the house owned by Mousse.

There are no communication tools, so Wen Chun can only read some books to pass the time.

With the turn of the door keyhole.

Wen Chun glanced lazily over.

And the back door opens.

Mousse came in fully armed.

After closing the door, the mask, hat, and sunglasses were taken off.

After changing his shoes, he walked towards Wen Chun's direction, and hugged Wen Chun.

Burying her face on Wen Chun's neck, she uttered a muffled, coquettish voice.

"I miss you so much..."

Mousse breathed in the warm and pure scent greedily.

"Are you tired?" Wen Chun smiled, then reached out and stroked Mousse's hair.

Well, the hair is soft and feels good.

"Hmm..." Mousse rubbed against Wen Chun's neck, and said sweetly, "I won't be tired if I hold you..."

"Oh, let's hug for a while..." Wen Chun smiled lightly, as if there was something in his words.

Mousse was taken aback for a moment, feeling that there seemed to be some other meaning in Wen Chun's words, but he didn't think much about it.

He just wants to enjoy the feeling at this moment...

very happy……

very satisfied...

Just like that, he hugged his beloved woman, and for the rest of his life...

Until the head is full of white hair, until the appearance is no longer, until both of them are getting old...

Then go together and leave...

As long as he has the other party, he feels very satisfied...

Wen Chun's hands stroked Mousse's hair intermittently.

The corners of the mouth are slightly raised...

Let's enjoy this last peace first...

Because soon you will be more tired...

On this day, Mousse went to filming again.

It's also hard for Mousse to go early every day and come back to accompany Wen Chun at night.

The distance between the two sides is not close...

Running back and forth made Mousse's face very tired, with deep bags under his eyes.

It's just that the opponent is still insisting on running on both sides.

Wen Chun once mentioned that Mousse would not have to come back.

"No, I miss you... just holding you, looking at you, I'm happy if I don't do anything..." Mousse said so.

Wen Chun also followed him.

At this time, Wen Chunzheng and Shen Yang were in the private room.

"I miss you..." Shen Yang hugged Wen Chun's arm, acting sweet and greasy.

The boss's body was bent like this, desperately trying to put his head on Wen Chun's shoulder.

"Little cutie, my sister misses you too..." Wen Chun casually comforted her.

Shen Yang suddenly raised his head and pouted, "Say, don't you love me anymore! Did you fall in love with Mousse!"

Wen Chun raised his eyebrows, then looked at Shen Yang.

A lock of Shen Yang's hair was still sticking up.

It looks like a dull hair, and it is standing in the air foolishly.

At this time, Shen Yang had already taken care of himself.

The hair is clean and curly, soft and black.

The original stubble on his face from that day has been wiped clean.

A handsome face with drooping eyes and pouted mouth.

Tell Wen Chun clearly.

He is now angry and jealous.

To hug, to kiss, to hold high.

It is a pity that holding high does not exist.

Wen Chun said he couldn't hold it.

But hugs and kisses are okay...

So, under Wen Chun's comfort.

Shen Yang rubbed over like a big dog again.

Holding Wen Chun, sticky.

But still a little unhappy.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?" Wen Chun reached out to scratch Shen Yang's hair.

Shen Yang lowered his eyes and hummed, "I'm still not happy."

"Why do you have to go back? Why don't I just call the police and arrest him..."

"I don't want you to go back, I'm not happy..."

As Shen Yang spoke, he bit Wen Chun's neck bitterly.

He was very angry at first, but when his teeth touched the warm and pure skin, he suddenly softened his movements.

He still couldn't bear it.

It made me change from the original ruthless bite to lingering...

He took a mouthful of soft meat with only his teeth, and then slowly ground it.

Then, as if afraid of Wen Chun's pain, he hurriedly let go, sticking out his tongue and licking it.

Wen Chun couldn't stop laughing.

"Don't laugh, I'm very angry..." Shen Yang groaned.

"Because I want him, I'm ruined..." Wen Chun smiled.

"It's okay to call the police directly..." Shen Yang was still dissatisfied.

"It's okay to call the police directly, but there will be a lot of idiots." Wen Chun's eyes were unfocused, as if he was thinking about something, and then said slowly, "I need to do it bit by bit..."

"First plant a suspicion for his group of fans."

"Then it will explode violently when the truth emerges." Wen Chun said coldly.

"At the beginning, he made me black all over the Internet, and I want to let him have a taste of this feeling."

Wen Chun smiled alluringly.

Shen Yang secretly trembled, a little scared.

But then he thought of what Mousse had done, and he felt that Wen Chun was right.

No matter how you look at it, mousse is too much.

He originally planned to send Mousse to prison, but now...

Shen Yang looked at Wen Chun's smile, and suddenly felt as if he was happy with the other party...

It doesn't matter how badly you play.

He seems to be willing to be the backer of the other party.

"Have you checked abroad..." Wen Chun asked, "That Martha seems to have disappeared for no reason..."

"Martha?" Shen Yang frowned, then remembered something, and suddenly said, "The one who went missing after attending the awards ceremony? Why should I check this..."

"Check it out..." Wen Chun turned his face to the side, then stretched out his hand to rub Shen Yang's face, "Maybe there will be other gains..."

Well, it doesn't feel as good as it used to.

I don't think there is too much meat, I have to continue to eat more and raise it back...

　I don't want to write anymore...so paralyzed...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)