The emperor can't do it [entertainment circle]

The pool water in the summer night is not cool after being irradiated by the sun for a whole day, but still has a slight residual temperature.

It was different from the cold spring water that night.

What's more, Lao Song is still there.

Although the memories of that day flashed in Xiao Yan's mind involuntarily, making him feel uncomfortable and unable to let go, but it was different from the isolated and helpless situation during filming in the afternoon, and the fear in his heart was not so great. Intense, at least it can give him a breather.

After choking on saliva, Xiao Yan had a pale face, held his head up and tried to adjust his breathing, his hair drooped wetly in front of his forehead, and looked at Song Jing pitifully. A vague figure could be seen.

The blurred figure moved, but it still came towards him after all.

Sure enough, Lao Song would not let him go.

Xiao Yan couldn't help jumping up in his heart, and jumped towards the figure twice, and then found that his old Song had turned a corner and swam to the side of the lotus leaf where the water was deeper.

There was a distance of about three meters between the two of them from near to far.

Song Jing greeted him, "Come here."

"..." Xiao Yan, who was so happy, choked again.

How could this scene be like a mother greeting a toddler son?

It seems that Mrs. Song's character design is not going to be good.

However, I have to say that Song Jing's trick is quite effective. With the big goal of Lao Song, Xiao Yan ignored the uneasiness and fear in his heart. He fluttered up and down, shortening the distance between the two few.

Lao Song is close at hand!

Xiao Yan stretched out his hand subconsciously, wanting to hug Song Jing, the fruit of victory, but he was about to touch it. Song Jing leaned back, and in the next second, he moved away from Xiao Yan again.

Xiao Yan wasted no time, leaned his body and gulped down another saliva.

Song Jing stared at him and said in a deep voice, "Come again."

Come on!Xiao Yan held his breath, and moved forward without saying a word. It seems that he either drank enough water or was full of anger from Lao Song today.

Just dodging and chasing like this, Xiao Yan was pleasantly surprised to find that his body was better able to adapt to the water environment than his mind because of his good foundation before. At least his hands and feet were no longer stiff, and his movements were no longer chaotic. Although I was still a little apprehensive in my heart, I was no longer panicked.

After several "chasing battles", I finally swam decently.

Song Jing watched Xiao Yan's movements become smoother and smoother, and her serious expression eased a lot.

In fact, this drowning not only left a big psychological shadow on Xiao Yan, but also a knot in Song Jing's heart.

After committing suicide, he woke up in an empty office. Behind him was a huge transparent floor-to-ceiling window. It's a small square box, neatly packed.

All this surprised him. What he saw was what he had never seen, and what his ears heard was what he had never heard. What's more, Song Jing, who was knowledgeable and talented at that time, didn't understand English. He was like a chess piece placed in the center of a chess game.

And the former prime minister of Song thought that the evil relationship between himself and the little emperor would be entangled to the end, and he would never die. How could he know that one day, all the ties and threads were cut off all at once, without leaving any traces, so that He couldn't even be sure if everything about the little emperor was just a dream.

For a long period of time, Song Jing lived in anxiety, thinking countless times, if he hadn't let go at the birthday banquet that day to draft for the little emperor, if he could have left later, if he hadn't been afraid of the empress dowager too early Withdrew half of the eyeliner planted in the empress dowager's palace, if Xiao Yan could be by his side when he drowned...

It's just that if it's always useless, Song Jing still prefers to seek truth from facts.

Just like now.

Song Jing stared at Xiao Yan intently, a little tired, so she stopped and stopped walking.

Xiao Yan quickly took a deep breath, stepped on the water a few times, stretched out his arms and touched his old Song's shoulder, he shrugged forward with great effort, panted and said cheerfully, "I'm so exhausted, hey!"

However, at this time, the surface of the water suddenly brightened, and Xiao Yan turned his head to see that three patrolling security guards, wearing uniforms with fluorescent strips and flashlights, got off the patrol car and were walking down the winding corridor while talking and laughing. Coming up, the beam of the flashlight fell on the water of the pond and dangled.

Xiao Yan was startled, and looked anxiously at Lao Song, who knew that a beam of light just swept across the two of them, illuminating half of Song Jing's face.

So handsome!

Xiao Yan felt that he was really hopeless, his mind was still full of Lao Song's wet hair, his eyes were slightly squinted with deep eyes, translucent drops of water dripped along his charming jawline... and the one who really wanted to take a bite His lips moved slightly to his ear, and a pleasant voice sounded in a low voice: "Hold your breath."

What?

Xiao Yan said that his brain, dazzled by beauty, had no time to react.

Song Jing had no choice but to pull this thing underwater.

Xiao Yan caught off guard and choked again, quickly closed his eyes and mouth, tightly grasped Song Jing's arm, kicked his legs helplessly, and then felt Song Jing approaching, kissed his lips, and let him breathe .

"!!!" Xiao Yan opened his mouth very disappointingly, and the air from Lao Song's mouth together with the air in his own mouth was all bubbling.

Song Jing patted his butt with a headache.

Xiao Yan quickly pursed his lips a little bit smaller.

Whether it's Mary Suwen from Four Eyes Boy for Amway, or the bloody drama with Song Xuyao, the painting style of two people kissing underwater is always very beautiful...it's all nonsense!

Xiao Yan was very worried, as soon as he opened his eyes, the water went up and down, so he had to close it tightly. It was a pity that he couldn't see Lao Song kissing him underwater. If he didn't bring his mobile phone, he really wanted to give it to him. I took pictures, and all I could hear was the sound of gurgling water in my ears, and I didn't know if the security guards on the shore had left.

Although Lao Song gave him some air, but somehow it developed into a tongue kiss, and there was not much air left in his mouth.

Xiao Yan felt that he could suffocate to death in the next second.

If not, then the next second.

In addition, at this moment, Xiao Yan refused to consider the water quality of the small pond.