The president loves the little monster

Ordinarily, Xia Ming has been wandering around the entrance of the hotel and the studio for so many days, and all the nearby surveillance cameras have captured his traces, so it shouldn't have aroused anyone's vigilance. There are so many films, there are so many weird makeup and hair styles, and there are also performers who specialize in performance art staying nearby to perform. The security guards are already familiar with it.

That's why it never caught anyone's attention.

Ao Qin just wanted to give it a try and asked people to check the cameras nearby to see if it was possible to capture Xia Ming's traces and whereabouts. Unexpectedly... the harvest was unexpectedly "rich".

It is too "rich".

After copying it, it took up more than half of the hard disk, and it took more than half a day to edit the effective clips. It has become almost impossible to interpret them one by one by reading lips.

So Ao Qin spent a lot of money to buy the nonsense translation app developed by Wenqu Xingjun from the Tianjie app store. To interpret the nonsense, you only need to click a virtual button. If you don’t know where to click, soeasy!

Xiao Xianrou, who had been dead for many years, suddenly appeared on the camera with blood on his face. This incident was really weird. The crew was panicked, and work did not start the next day. A whole afternoon of videos.

Fang Yan never thought that Xia Xia, whom he was thinking about day and night, had been by his side these days.

He looked at Xia Ming as before, with a happy smile on his face, the little bird holding his arm lovingly, leaning on his shoulder affectionately, walking to the set under the morning light.

He watched Xia Ming like before, watching him perform with star-eyed admiration like a little fan, nestled in his arms obediently and watched him play games, and then scolded him for being stupid with a look of disgust when he lost.

He looked at Xia Ming as before, nestling shyly and obediently in his arms, using his slender index finger to draw circles on his chest muscles through the clothes, and occasionally stole a kiss on his cheek with slightly reddened cheeks.

He heard Xia Ming call him husband one after another in a gentle and pleasant voice.

Husband hubby hubby.

Dialect's heart is sweet, sour, and painful... With tears in his eyes and a smile on his lips, he stares obsessively at the person on the screen that he has been thinking about, studying for, and loving for ten years, and he can't bear to part for a second move away.

It has been ten years, and he is no longer the young, kind, optimistic dialect who always believes in tomorrow and dreams, but Xia Ming is still the Xia Xia in his memory back then, gentle, cute, shy and cheerful, even pain and death Nor can it take away his innocence, kindness and happiness.

Until he saw Xia Ming crying and ran into the dressing room, and said to himself in the mirror: "Xia Ming, you are so ugly. You are really ugly, your nose is crooked."

The tears in dialect came down all at once.

Not ugly, not ugly at all.

He still remembered the way Xia Ming lowered his head and smiled shyly when he first met him. His face was delicate and pretty, his eyelashes were long and thick, and he fluttered slightly like a butterfly's wings in the sun, which immediately disturbed his heart... … Even now that his nose is crooked and his face is covered with blood, it cannot conceal his innate good looks.

Taking ten thousand steps back, even if Xia Ming's face was really disfigured, and he was too ugly to look at, he would always look good in his heart.

……

Looking at it, he found that Xia Ming's figure was getting weaker and weaker, and his expression became more and more worried and anxious.After saying those two words to him in front of the camera yesterday, with tears in his eyes, he stared at his back for a long, long time, as if he wanted to engrave him into his soul.

It wasn't until his figure faded to almost transparent that he said a word to him silently, turned around and floated away.

What he said was: "My husband, farewell. I hope to be your daughter-in-law again in the next life."

Fang Yan only felt a stabbing pain in his heart, and he couldn't bear it anymore, weeping in front of the screen until he couldn't make a sound, with no image at all, tears and snot dripping everywhere, and his eyes were swollen from crying in the end.

Meng Mo and Ao Qin were also a little sad, they thoughtfully didn't bother him, they looked at each other - there was indeed a problem with the Three Realms Counseling Center.

"I'll send someone to borrow the soul-chasing flag from King Hades to see if I can find Xia Ming's trace," Ao Qin said in a low voice, "the room has a protective barrier, you stay here obediently and wait for me to come back."

Meng Mo nodded: "Go and come back quickly."

Ao Qin stretched out his arms to hug him, reluctantly branded a kiss on his forehead, and then turned around and left.

That night, they used the soul-chasing flag to track down Xia Ming's trail—his almost transparent soul drifted eastward to the sea, and landed on a small island that didn't even exist on the map.

Then it disappears.

I don't know if it was because Xia Ming couldn't hold on any longer and his soul flew away, or there was something on that island that blocked the pursuit of the soul chasing flag.

If it was the latter, the souls of Meng Mo's parents and clan members might be there.

The truth that has been pursued for many years is finally about to surface. Meng Mo is nervous, looking forward to and afraid.

Ao Qin felt his emotions and reached out to hug him: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

He hugged him with his strong arms, stabbing his hair, forehead, cheeks and chin one by one, and kissed him gently and warmly, using his heat to ignite his coldness, dispelling his worries little by little and fear.

Meng Mo felt that he was so deeply attracted by Jinru, and felt Ao Qin's delicate touch on his face and body, very gentle and gentle, but his movements were unprecedentedly concentrated.He was sent to the peak by him again and again, trembling all over, his eyes turned white, and even his soul seemed to be trembling.

Fascinated overnight.

The next day, Meng Mo and Fang Yan asked for leave from the film crew. Ao Qin turned into a golden dragon invisible to humans, and carried Meng Mo with him like before. With his men and dialect, he flew towards the island like lightning. go.

It was evening when we arrived, seagulls soared alone in the sky, and the sunset was like blood all over the sky.

The scope of the island is not small, covered with dense forests and weeds, like ghosts in the gradually darkening sky, it looks indescribably eerie.

A group of people landed on the island. Although Ao Qin was sealed with part of his soul, his divine power was still the most powerful among the gods present. As soon as he landed, he felt a surge of evil spiritual power fluctuating, as if coming from the ground .

"There may be an underground palace," Ao Qin said in a deep voice, "Everyone look for it separately...If you find it, send a report in time, and pay attention to safety."

At this moment, Meng Mo's mobile phone rang.

He had seen it just now, and there was no signal at all, let alone wifi.

Meng Mo and Ao Qin glanced at each other, their expressions were a little dignified, his fingers trembling slightly, and he took out his mobile phone.

The screen was on, and there was only a line of blood-red characters on it: "You will come down alone within half an hour. Otherwise, you will never see your parents again!"

Ding Dong!

The other party sent a positioning signal, and the approximate location is south of the middle of the island.

The author has something to say: I’m a little restless these days during Chinese New Year, taking time to get my phone number is another conspiracy scene that I’m not good at, sorry for being short again... I won’t write this kind of plot anymore_(:з )∠)_I try to end this P quickly.

I can't wait to discuss how people and ghosts have sex hahaha!

The normal update frequency will definitely resume after the next year. There are at most [-] to [-] words in this article, and it is expected to be completed by the end of this month and early next month.Then open the article about Hades and the actor.

Thank you for your continued support, bow~