Bow down for beauty every day [entertainment circle]

Tang Zhen was very happy to see Song Qingwan.She knew that today, Liu Qiaonan had finished working on the film crew, and would be filming several magazines next.

She sat in front of Song Qingwan, put her hands on the bed, leaned forward, happy and obedient.

Seeing that her hair was messy and looking pitiful, Song Qingwan subconsciously reached out to tidy her up, "Why are you sleeping here?"

When she spoke, she found that her voice was a little low and tired.But when facing Tang Zhen, she always put away her tiredness and patiently led her every step of the way.

Tang Zhen drooped his head and let her fiddle with it.She remembered that Song Qingwan said that she could only sleep in this room under special circumstances.But what is the special situation now?

"I..." Tang Zhen's mind raced, and he suddenly thought of many lies.

For example, Yuan Ming wets the bed on her bed, or spills the water on the bed, or the light in her room is broken.

But when thousands of lies came to her lips, she suddenly couldn't say them.

Tang Zhen stared at her, with a somewhat embarrassed expression, she scratched her head in embarrassment, and couldn't find anything to say for a while.

Song Qingwan didn't pay attention to her unnatural appearance, and bent over to get the manuscripts scattered on the bed.The manuscript was a bit messy, with writing and drawing on it, so she helped Tang Zhen clean it up.

At the end of the pack, there were only a few concluding sentences on the last piece of paper, not even lines.But her name was densely written on it, which was her name Song Qingwan.

Tang Zhen, who was found out about the little secret, was a little nervous, and hurriedly reached out to snatch it from her hand, hugged her tightly, and pretended nothing happened, "Why did my sister come back? It's already so late, did you just come back by plane? Are you tired?"

"I have to come back no matter how late, who told me to promise my children at home to accompany her to record the show..." Seeing that her face was still tired, Song Qingwan sat by the bed and rubbed her head with her hands appease.

"I, I thought you wouldn't come back." Tang Zhen lowered his head, his voice a little aggrieved.

In fact, she is not a person who likes to play petty temper, but when she sees Song Qingwan, she likes to act like a baby to her, which can make her pay more attention to herself.She understood Song Qingwan's hard work, because of Liu Qiaonan's little fame, Song Qingwan also had to be busy and never saw anyone.But understanding doesn't mean she really likes this state.

She likes Song Qingwan, and every time she gets a little more response, she wants more.Bit by bit, the sand piled up into a tower.

Song Qingwan looked at her tightly aggrieved, and comforted her, "I'm back, haven't I?"

Tang Zhen's eyes turned red all of a sudden, and he was ecstatic.She secretly raised her eyes to look at her, Song Qingwan's eyes were full of tenderness, and the warmth of her palms were all hers.Thinking of this, his lips couldn't help but dry up, and his throat tightened.

How can this person be so good.

The two were very close, and Song Qingwan still smelled of the car's perfume, like a rose in the middle of the night, and she couldn't help but want to try it out.Almost subconsciously, Tang Zhen took a deep breath, stepped forward, and hugged her in his arms.

The strength of the weak hands did not know where they came from, and they were wrapped around the neck of the person in front of him.Her face was buried in her shoulders, and the sudden center of gravity pinned her down on the bed.

Seeing her so excited, Song Qingwan was a little overwhelmed.

Falling back, both of them fell on the bed, their bodies sunken slightly on the bed.Tang Zhen was on top of her. She was a grown up girl, and her weight was neither too small nor too small.There was a low sobbing sound in his ears, his breathing was a little heavy, and he seemed to be biting his lips to prevent himself from crying.

The two were very close, and the room was very silent. Apart from the low-pitched weeping, she seemed to be able to feel her own heartbeat, which also seemed to speed up.

For some reason, instead of pushing her away, she reached out and hugged her.

The little girl's body was very soft. When she touched it lightly, in addition to the touch on her fingertips, she also had a scorching body temperature.Perhaps it was because of his agitated emotions that his body was scorching hot.

Song Qingwan hugged her and was at a loss at first. After a while, she gently comforted her on the back, "Why are you still crying? If your eyes are swollen from crying, you won't look good on the camera tomorrow."

Song Qingwan's voice is always so incomparably gentle, just sticking to her ears, it is the gentle wind and drizzle of spring, blowing across the thousands of wilderness in her heart.One day, weeds will sprout and grow wantonly.One day, she will bloom in summer.

Tang Zhen buried his head even tighter, hanging on her body without moving.

Sensing her restlessness, Song Qingwan let her hug her for a while.

In the quiet room, the only sound was the heavy breathing of the two of them.The thin clothes revealed the body temperature, and the body gradually burned after being hugged.With the clothes between the two of them, the beating of their hearts speeded up a little bit.

Tang Zhen clenched his palms tightly, threw himself on her body and did not dare to move, his eyes were looking at the white wall in the distance, with a forbearing and restrained expression.

I don't know how long she was hugged before Song Qingwan helped her up.

The two sat face to face on the bed again, and she asked with concern: "How are you getting ready? Are you too worried about tomorrow's recording?"

Tang Zhen shook his head, bit his lip to restrain himself a little more.

"I'm fine." Tang Zhen thought for a while, and carefully probed, "If Sister Qing Wan comes back, what about Sister Qiao Nan?"

Song Qingwan chuckled: "Little Qiao needs my care, but my little friend also needs my care..."

Hearing these words, Tang Zhen felt flustered, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, and the joy in her heart could no longer be concealed.When you like someone, the deep love seems to come out of your eyes all the time.

But when she met Song Qingwan's eyes again, all her deeply buried emotions had to be buried in her heart again.She thought of Liu Qiaonan's words. Liu Qiaonan said that Song Qingwan's kindness to her was just taking care of the children.

"I'm not a child anymore, can my sister stop treating me like a child?" Tang Zhen was cautious, walking on thin ice, not daring to expose himself, "I don't need my sister to take care of me, I want to take care of my sister."

The child's gaze was firm and fiery, and this enthusiasm almost ignited Song Qingwan.

She pursed her lips, her heart almost melting.

"Okay, Ah Zhen is already a grown-up." As she said that, Song Qingwan chuckled lightly, feeling that the kid was acting like a spoiled child to her, she stretched out her hand and pulled the script out of her arms.

The script was pulled from his arms, Tang Zhen didn't move, and sat stiffly on the bed.

"Why are you so silent today?" Song Qingwan glanced at her, but didn't continue to turn over the paper full of names on the bottom page of the script.But she remembered that Tang Zhen's handwriting was beautiful, with every stroke, and it was indescribably beautiful.

Tang Zhen sat in a daze, as if he had made a big mistake, all the words were hidden in his throat, and he couldn't say anything.

Song Qingwan saw the child's blank look, reached out and rubbed her head, "Clean up and go to sleep."

After finishing speaking, she was about to get up to pack her things, and the suitcase was still at the door.

As soon as she stood up, Tang Zhen grabbed the corner of her clothes.

"Huh?" Song Qingwan looked back, the little girl was still a little tired, but her eyes were bright.

Tang Zhen bit his lip, not daring to meet her eyes, glanced to the side to see the white wall, his little heart was pounding, "Sister, can I sleep here tonight?"