The emperor can't do it [entertainment circle]

After something like this happened, Director Liu greeted Song Jing and Xiao Yan tonight and then gave the crew a short vacation. Anyway, he is rich and self-willed, so this night is not bad, because the equipment of the crew is still in good condition. The studio, so they simply blocked the gate of the main palace, and the back garden is fine, just let the security guards of the film and television city pay more attention.

So, Xiao Yan stood by the side of the small pond with a bitter face. The image of the afternoon's sloppy splashing was still vivid in his memory. The sweltering summer wind was blowing, and the rippling water surface was like a huge plastic film. It made him feel suffocated for a while.

"Blind metaphor." Song Jing rubbed Xiao Yanyan's little head, feeling that his little emperor was poisoned by modernization too quickly, and he was not at all poetic.

Depend on!After all this, where can he be poetic and picturesque?

As the saying goes, where you drown, you have to drown again there. He is not just leisurely swimming in the lake to enjoy the moon, but he is giving the head of the enemy's half-moon koi alive, okay? !

Xiao Yan couldn't help complaining, wrinkled his nose and muttered: "I have made great progress. Looking at Bingquan in the past is like watching boiled fish again, but in the end I still died."

Song Jing paused the hand resting on the back of his head, and then pushed it forward.

"Depend on!"

"Pfft!"

Xiao Yan only had time to let out a short exclamation, and he fell into the small pond. The dark water in the summer night made him feel even more frightening, so he immediately struggled, and the sleeping koi around him were startled and fled quickly. Drive it away, and scratch out a few scales.

Song Jing looked down at his flustered appearance, and finally stepped into the pond with a few steps and stood in the water.

Huh?wait.

Xiao Yan's thumping movements froze, he straightened his legs and stepped on the bottom of the pool, and stood up wetly.

This is so embarrassing.

"I forgot that the water here is shallow," Xiao Yan sneered and wiped the water on his face. Seeing that Song Jing's upper body was extremely dry, he rolled his eyes and decided to cool down his old Song. After all, it was hot, so With a wave of his hand, a big wave of water was thrown towards Song Jing, and the water splashed everywhere.

Song Jing was caught off guard, his face was covered with water, and a line of water fell directly from the middle of his jacket, which looked extremely funny. Xiao Yan laughed hahaha, and was even more delighted. How could Song Jing get used to his teasing In the excitement of the person, he caught the person in the crunching nest like a chicken, and led him to the depths.

"Who told you to push me down just now? You didn't even say hello. You have changed, Old Song! I never thought you were such an old Song!" Xiao Yan took the opportunity to tickle him. Everyone got soaked.

Song Jing simply changed his posture, lifted the man up to face him, and looked at him with a straight face. Against the background of the night, his face was so dark that he could squeeze out ink. Xiao Yan shrank his neck for a second, and immediately opened his eyes. Spreading his arms, he hugged Song Jing's shoulders with ease, wrapped his legs around Song Jing's waist, finally being honest, Xiao Yan rubbed his cheek affectionately against Song Jing's, and then rubbed his face with water.

Song Jing let him stick to him, and supported his buttocks with both hands, "Aren't you afraid now?"

Xiao Yan nodded slowly, he felt very at ease holding Lao Song, the fear of going into the water before seemed to be easily forgotten by him in such a fight.

But this reassurance is also temporary.

Because Song Jing squeezed his tactile butt upon hearing the words, "Then go to the place where the water is deep."

Xiao Yan hurriedly let go of Song Jing's shoulder and covered it back, but instead of covering his buttocks, he caught the slender hand. Xiao Yan leaned over awkwardly and leaned his wet head on Song Jing's shoulder, facing his The ears complained in a low voice: "You are playing a hooligan."

Song Jing turned the person upside down, turned back and grabbed the little guy's little paw, and said with a smile: "It seems that I'm not afraid anymore."

Xiao Yan twisted uncomfortably, always feeling that his buttocks were being clasped with both hands, and he couldn't help but bury his hot cheeks in Song Jing's shoulders, thankfully he couldn't see him blushing when it was dark .

But in the final analysis, my heart is still a little nervous.

The more you went to the middle of the pond, the deeper the water was, and it slowly submerged the necks of the two from the chest position. Xiao Yan hugged Song Jing's waist and fled upwards. Song Jing spanked his buttocks as a warning. When Jing stopped, the water had already covered the chins of the two of them. Xiao Yan stretched his neck and raised his head, hugging Song Jing tightly like a kitten afraid of water.

In fact, there is an area at the back of the center of the pond where the bottom of the pond cannot be stepped on. It is not too deep, but the rear is covered by a large lotus leaf, which is not easy to detect. Although the staff did go into the water and roughly touched the bottom, But Suo Ye didn't notice this area after only going around the front, which caused Xiao Yan to panic in the afternoon when he didn't step on the bottom.

However, the main reason for this drowning was still his own.

Even though he is living a good life with Lao Song now, the struggle and pain, helplessness and despair in the ice spring that night have actually been lurking in the shadow of his heart and never disappeared.

It doesn't feel like it on weekdays, but once it is triggered, it will burst out like swamp gas in a swamp.

Song Jing put down the hand supporting Xiao Yan, and patted his arm: "Let go."

Instead, Xiao Yan put his arms around his neck, and his legs clamped even tighter.

"Be obedient, if you don't want to repeat the same mistakes." Song Jing squeezed Xiao Yan's thigh to help him relax, "Don't be tense, hold your breath."

Xiao Yan looked at him with difficulty, met Song Jing's burning eyes, and naturally understood his well-intentioned efforts, the way to overcome drowning is to try it and overcome it, otherwise one day when Lao Song is not around, he will not be able to save him in time Sometimes, he had to stumble in the water.

Xiao Yan gritted his teeth, supported Song Jing's shoulders, and held his breath, but hesitantly did not let go of his legs.

Song Jing looked at Xiao Yan's black and deer-like helpless eyes, put one hand on his waist, and the other hand around his buttocks, and then quickly attacked... pinched Xiao Yan's balls.

Xiao Yan shrank his legs instantly, his eyes widened, and his puffed cheeks almost screamed.

It's not cool, it's painful.

Lao Song's move is too ruthless!

Of course there are more ruthless ones.

In the next second, Song Jing exerted force with the hand on Xiao Yan's waist, and pushed the person about one meter away.

Xiao Yan hurriedly stretched out his leg and stepped on it, but he missed the bottom!

Depend on!

It's all tricks!

Song Jing just happened to stand at the very edge of the shallow water area with arms folded to watch him flop, and Xiao Yan dared to guarantee his socialist core values ​​that as soon as he got close and tried to step on the bottom of the pool, Song Jing would push him back immediately. The kind who doesn't even bat an eye, is so ruthless and doesn't feel pity for him at all!

Now, he can only rely on himself.