Love during the promotion period [entertainment]

The world outside the window is still gray.Sparse pedestrians walked on the driveway, tearing dry steamed buns, and rushed to the first set this morning, preparing to rush for their extra career.

The sun is sneaking in the dark, just waiting to break through the clouds, and then sprinkle warm sunlight on the roof of the world.But before that, a cold current from north to south was silently invading this small place in the south.Many extras tugged their sleeves, continued to walk forward cursing, cursing the vehicles that brought a gust of cold wind as they passed by quickly.

The interior of the room separated by a dark curtain is another scene.

There was an obvious bulge on the off-white double bed.As if feeling the prelude to the coming of winter, the unknown object huddled in the warm and spacious quilt, and refused to open its eyes for a long time, just to spend more time in that touching dream.

She moved her nostrils lightly, smelling the smell of Chuxue, and rubbed the quilt several times, still entangled with that beautiful feeling.Xu Shi tasted some dreamlike feeling, she sighed and stretched her body, and unconsciously stretched one foot out of the off-white bed sheet.

The delicate and round toes are bent, as if they are tingling muscles.Subtle movements reveal the laziness and leisure in winter.

A cold wind blew in through the open window.The wind whipped around her toes a few times, then dissipated, leaving some cold, thin air.

Feeling the cold, the person on the bed retracted his toes, and frowned delicately in annoyance.

"Guan Yue? Get up."

The lover's whispers suddenly sounded in his ears.Although the gentle voice became ambiguous and indistinct through the quilt, it tickled Guan Yue's thin ears.

Eyes narrowed a slit.

Guan Yue only hated that time went by so fast.

"Like water."

Guan Yue lifted the quilt, straightened up and took a small peck on Ying Rushui's plump and moist red lips.

"Evil." Guan Yue stuck out her tongue and complained in a slightly nasal voice: "Why is it so bitter."

"I drank black coffee with no added sugar."

Ying Rushui was wearing a red bathrobe with a belt, her wet and scattered hair was draped over her shoulders, and when she lowered her body, a bunch of black hair slipped down.This strand of hair fell on Guan Yue's face, from the bony protruding eyebrows to the slightly trembling eyelids, to the straight nose and slightly parted lips...

"Get up soon, there are a lot of scenes today."

Guan Yue was like a fish, quickly engulfing that strand of hair with a sweet smell.

The so-called volunteers take the bait, probably like this.

"Don't mess around." Ying Rushui stretched out her index finger, twirled her hair a few times, and then took them back: "Go and brush your teeth."

Guan Yue raised her head, exerted strength with her thighs, and sent her upper body upwards, and gently hit Ying Rushui's chin.In order to stabilize her figure and prevent herself from falling onto the bed, she grabbed Ying Rushui's waist and kissed her.

"Give me some more coffee." Guan Yue gave full play to the rambunctious talent hidden in her body, and stuck it on like a dog's skin plaster that couldn't be shaken off: "Bitter is fine."

Ying Ru Shui's heart was still too soft, she didn't want to pull Guan Yue up from the bed abruptly, so she let her mess around like this for a while.

But this nonsense time is not too long, only about ten minutes.

After taking a hot shower in the bathroom, Guan Yuehe and Ying Rushui put on their clothes and prepared to leave for the set.In order to avoid the hot eyes of the paparazzi, they went out one after the other in a tacit understanding and staggered.

If it was revealed that the two of them stayed overnight in the same room, it would probably cause a lot of unnecessary trouble.

In fact, it is normal for couples to communicate in various aspects, but the special environment in which the two live, as well as their respective sensitive identities, do not allow this matter to be made public at all.

However, one of the most important reasons why they choose to hide their relationship is that they don't want the other party to ruin their careers in the entertainment industry for themselves.

Guan Yue and Ying Rushui arrived on the set one after the other with their assistants.Little Linda winked, and after just one glance, she discovered that something was wrong between the two of them.

She widened her eyes, making the already huge eyes even bigger, and there was a burst of exclamation in her mouth.

"Boss Rushui, you, you...!"

Rosy raised her glasses, a gleam flashed in her eyes, which she couldn't see clearly at ordinary times, and then faded away, returning to her usual expression.

"Chen Jialin." Guan Yue looked at herself in the mirror who was being put on makeup, and coughed twice: "No matter what you are thinking, no matter what you want to say, stop!"

Seeing Guan Yue's anxious look, Ying Rushui couldn't help pursing her lips to suppress a smile.

"Yes, yes, yes." Little Linda raised her hand in surrender, suppressing the small thoughts in her heart, and prepared to find a time when no one was around to inquire about gossip: "Then shall I take Rosy to breakfast?"

Guan Yue glanced at little Linda's proud face, and said angrily, "Go. Don't choke."

Little Linda retorted fearlessly: "Boss, I never knew you were so stingy."

Guan Yue sighed, and once again realized that she had nothing to do with this little follower, so she disarmed and surrendered: "Okay, I can't mess with sharp-mouthed people. Go and eat something rich, and I will pay for it."

Little Linda agreed sweetly, and then the lion said loudly, "I want Cantonese style morning tea!"

Seeing little Linda taking Rosy away, Guan Yue finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then confronted Ying Rushui about his lines.

Qiantang West Lake.

A sunny day is a good day to travel.

There is an endless stream of tourists on the road, and they all want to take advantage of the short spring to enjoy the green and picturesque scenery in the south of the Yangtze River.In the cool spring breeze, people wear thin and suitable clothes, bring their families and friends, stop and go along the way, enjoying the rare leisure time.

When they saw a long string of black centipede kites falling into the lake, passers-by stopped and laughed, laughing that the bad boy who was flying kites in the crowd had finally learned his lesson.But when they saw the child crying on the bank because of losing the kite, several enthusiastic men who could swim jumped off the lake without saying a word, waving their strong arms and rowing forward, preparing to gradually submerge into the lake. The kite was scooped up.

However, before the well-meaning men swam to the place where the kite sank, they saw the kite swimming towards the shore from the center of the lake at a very fast speed as if being dragged by someone.It's just that it's far away, and it's hard to see whether there is really anything under the water.The spectators only felt that there was a pitch-black patch under the lake, and guessed it was a school of fish gathered in one place.

Those people floated on the water with their hands and feet fluttering, their eyes widened, not wanting to miss this strange but fresh scene.

When the men came back to their senses, they saw that the centipede kite that was wet by the lake had already flown straight into the hands of the child whose eyes were swollen from crying.

The child held the kite tightly in his hand, and ran away with a smile on his face without even caring about the snot bubbles in his mouth, completely ignoring the men who got into the water for him.

"Little brat."

The men could only stare, laugh and curse, not to get angry with an ignorant child.

The humid lake wind drifts into the wicker, as if sincerely provoking the green shoots that have just germinated.The breeze in the center of the lake made these buds tremble slightly, making those who are interested feel very pitiful when they see them.However, after going and coming, it seems that the movement and stillness are appropriate.

The woman in white caressed these tender shoots with her slender fingers, feeling that they were cute and proud, and was about to talk to them, but unexpectedly, there was a movement coming from somewhere.

"Xiaoqing is a rascal."

The woman in white smiled helplessly, and walked towards the shore.Then pinched his fingers and recited the formula, shrinking the huge monster in the lake into a small caterpillar.

The lake in front of him suddenly lost a piece, and looking around, it seemed that something had been taken out of the water.

"Oh!" The little caterpillar bumped into a leaf floating on the water, and felt dizzy and dizzy for a moment.

The woman in white smiled, leaned down, picked up the floating leaf, put it in the palm of her hand, and asked with a smile: "Why are you so naughty, you turned into your original body to help people pick up kites, so you're not afraid to scare them." half dead?"

"Sister!" The little caterpillar may have become smaller, and even his voice has become baby-like, and with the two moving tentacles on his head, he really looks like a little bug: "I see That kid is pitiful, do you just want to help him? Sister, don't blame me. I won't dare to do it again next time!"

"Naughty." The woman in white tapped the little caterpillar's swaying tentacles with her fingertips, but she still didn't let go.

"Sister." Fatty's body rolled all over the leaves, leaving a trail of water marks, and then she burst into tears—if people could see her eyes—"I dare not! I really dare not!" Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

The woman in white shook her head, but she couldn't bear it after all: "You, you."

As soon as the words fell to the ground, a green voice rang next to my ears: "Miss, why are you talking to a leaf? What's so special about this leaf?"

The woman in white turned around, and saw a young man in a green shirt and a hood standing with his hands behind his back, with a serious expression on his face.He stared at the leaf in the woman's hand, as if he was really thinking about whether the leaf could speak.

Seeing this, the woman in white covered her lips and smiled, feeling that the scholar was very interesting.

Hearing this melodious laughter like a bell, the man woke up from his contemplation, blushed immediately, and leaned over quickly: "It's Xiaosheng Menglang. Xiaosheng shouldn't have been staring at Miss's jade hand, Xiaosheng, Xiaosheng... ..."

The little bug rolled over, stood on the leaf and said, "Oh, who is making such noise, Xiaosheng Xiaosheng is so sour. It looks like a stinky scholar!"

"Xiao Qing!" The woman in white stopped yelling, quickly sealed the green snake's mouth with a magic spell, and then said with a smile: "It's okay. I think there are not many people in this world who can talk to a leaf. It's only natural that you feel strange. " Paused, and then introduced himself: "Bai Suzhen, a foreigner who just arrived in Qiantang, I don't know who the young master is..."

The man hurriedly replied: "Xiaosheng's surname is Xu Mingxian, and he is a clerk in the medicine shop."

The woman in white turned her body sideways, her slender chin was slightly retracted, and a shyness appeared between her eyebrows and eyes.

"It turns out...it's Mr. Xu."

The author has something to say: Recently, the higher authorities are cracking down again. I have to find time to modify or delete some ambiguous passages in the text, which may lock some chapters.Report to all the little angels here in advance.

I will make up for what was said in the previous chapter.I really don't have much time to mess with other than writing the text recently!The next two weeks will be in hell mode (sincerely not lying, it is estimated that I will be busy from morning to night every day), if there is something not thoughtful in the update, please forgive me for my busy final exams recently!Thank you all!Good night!