After expressing the dissatisfaction and resentment buried in his heart for many years, Xie Shuling felt instantly relieved.After many years, and through life and death, he seems to have finally learned to compromise with his past.

He knew that his face must be very haggard at this time, so he put his arms around Xiao Mo's waist, not allowing him to turn around, and resting his chin on Xiao Mo's muscular shoulders, he didn't feel too flustered.

"Is there anything else you want to know?" Xie Shuling asked lazily.

Xiao Mo was silent for a moment, then whispered: "She treats you like this, then Xie Shuheng..."

Xie Shuling tightened his arms around Xiao Mo's waist, and said with a chuckle: "Shuheng is different, he has a coffin face since he was a child, and he is destined not to be able to eat this bowl of rice, my mother has poisonous eyes What's more, let alone..." Halfway through speaking, he suddenly stopped.

Xiao Mo asked: "What's more?"

Xie Shuling shook his head and said softly, "It's nothing."

What's more, Xie Shuheng has always been more attached to his mother than he is. It is not surprising that Xu Qing will be partial and love her younger son more after a long time.But today, there is no need to talk about these old things, it seems that he cares about every detail.

He didn't say anything, Xiao Mo didn't ask any more questions, and started another topic: "Why do you still become an actor?"

"What do you mean?"

"If you were forced to learn acting when you were young, wouldn't you hate being an actor?"

Xie Shuling was stunned, laughed, shook his head and said: "No, I don't hate acting. My mother said that I am not capable, frivolous by nature, and ungrateful. If I don't become an actor, sooner or later I will provoke What a disaster." He shrugged and laughed at himself, "It turns out that she is really good at reading people."

In his previous life, he not only caused disasters, but also took the lives of his parents, and he also ended up in poverty.

Hearing this, Xiao Mo's expression changed, he forced Xie Shuling's arm away, turned around, looked at the man's slightly raised eyes, and said solemnly: "Xie Shuling, what Lingtang said is wrong."

Xie Shuling was a little dazed.

Xiao Mo took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice, "I'm actually your fan. Since you debuted at the age of 16, I've been watching your TV dramas and shows... I love all the movies you star in. I bought the CD and kept it on the bookshelf..." He looked at Xie Shuling's widening peach eyes and white jade-like face, but he continued, "...you are a very good actor, Don't belittle yourself."

What he said was obviously a compliment, but what he said had no bright spots, he was flat and steady, and he seldom praised people at first glance, and he could be clumsy.But such unpretentious wording was actually more moving than the gorgeous rhetoric. Xie Shuling blushed when he recalled the shock.

The two faced each other, head to head, blushing silently together.

After all, Xie Shuling's face was thicker. After a few minutes of silence, he stammered and asked, "You...are you my...fan?"

Xiao Mo didn't say a word, and nodded with his eyes lowered, feeling ashamed at the same time as he was annoyed by his impulsiveness.

Xie Shuling stared at him blankly, stretched out his hand, and pinched his face.

Xiao Mo's face turned red instantly, the man frowned and looked over, his cold eyes were full of doubts.

Xie Shuling murmured, "Does it hurt?"

Xiao Mo was speechless and glared at him.

It appears to be painful.

Knowing that it wasn't a dream, Xie Shuling immediately smirked, threw himself into Xiao Mo's arms, and rolled around like he was having fun.

"You are actually my fan, haha!"

"Tell me quickly, have you been secretly in love with me for many years? Hahahaha I'm so happy Xiao Mo let me give you a kiss!"

"Hey, what are you hiding from?"

Xiao Mo blushed, and wanted to hold down the mad man in his arms, but he was afraid of the other party's injury, so he struggled for a long time, but was pushed down by Xie Shuling on the sofa.

After making a fuss, Xie Shuling sat on Xiao Mo's waist, his eyes were slightly red with excitement, he panted lowly, and his eyes were full of smiles.Xiao Mo held his waist and reminded him worriedly: "Be careful of the wound."

Xie Shuling didn't care, he supported his body with one hand, and looked down at Xiao Mo, the previous unhappiness was swept away, and he regained his former radiance, and said with a smile: "Hey, Xiao Mo, since you are My fan, you will be my fan for the rest of your life, if you fall in love with someone else one day, I will not forgive you."

Xiao Mo laughed, straightened up, raised his head almost reverently and kissed Xie Shuling's lips, and said in a low voice: "...I have been your fan for life."

The smile on Xie Shuling's lips became stronger and stronger, and Xiao Mo found an opportunity to lick the kiss deeper and deeper. The two breaths were closely entangled, accompanied by faint and secret thoughts, quietly in the early winter afternoon. spread.

Xie Shuling couldn't bear this kind of over-intimacy, just when he softened his body and almost begged shamelessly, Xiao Mo's cell phone rang suddenly.

Xie Shuling's sanity, which was sunk in the gentle village, suddenly came back, pushed Xiao Mo away with difficulty, and said with unsteady breath, "...the mobile phone!"

Xiao Mo clasped the back of his neck tightly with his powerful palm, and moved his lips and teeth on the man's slender and slender neck, whispering: "No."

Xie Shuling was numb and itchy by him, desperately hid back, struggling and said: "Hurry up and pick it up!"

Xiao Mo raised his head, with strong dissatisfaction in his eyes, and said in a deep voice, "I won't answer!"

It has been a week since Xie Shuling was hospitalized. For seven whole days, he hasn't tasted any meat. How could he be interrupted by a phone call when he finally got the chance?

After a short confrontation, Xiao Mo's attack became more and more fierce, Xie Shuling was forced to lose his breath by his passionate kiss, and almost let go.It's a pity that the ringing in my ears was extremely stubborn, and he refused to give up no matter what, which made Xie Shuling lose all interest.

As a last resort, he had to make a big move.

"Hmm... Xiao Mo..." He called out mournfully, his eyes were filled with water, "My wound hurts..."

Xiao Mo's movements stopped, and he looked at Xie Shuling suspiciously: "Really?"

Xie Shuling nodded again and again, fearing that Xiao Mo would see through him again, wishing to use all eighteen acting skills.

Xiao Mo looked at him for a while, finally compromised, let him go with a displeased face, picked up his phone, and went to answer the call on the balcony.

Xie Shuling breathed a sigh of relief, sat up, tidied up the scattered clothes, and belatedly realized the audacity of the two of them just now.

It was daytime, and Xie Lan was still at home. If his little nephew bumped into that kind of scene, would he be ashamed as an uncle?

Xie Shuling was full of fear, and curled up on the sofa with a sad face, deeply understanding what it means to be blinded by sex.

Five minutes later, Xiao Mo came back from the phone call with a dignified expression.

"The staff member has been found." He frowned and said thoughtfully, "He is dead."

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