I'm pregnant with the queen's bun

Mu Heng didn't skip work, he rushed to the production crew before the film started in the afternoon, Zhao Ge didn't go back to the hotel, he found a chair in the production crew, and sat there for several hours.

During this period, apart from handing Mu Heng a bottle of water, he didn't say a word to anyone else, let alone any interaction.

Someone approached Zhao Ge on his own initiative, but it was a pity that his hot face was followed by a cold ass. Zhao Ge dismissed those who were not interested with a cold word of 'get out'.

Zhao Ge's strong aura made it difficult for him not to be noticed. From time to time, entertainers came to say hello, asking why Zhao Ge came to Hengdian, and said that he hoped that he could have a meal with him.

The relationship between Zhao Ge and Mu Heng is not a secret in the circle, but no one takes this relationship seriously. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Zhao Ge didn't take Mu Heng seriously before. Unspoken rules are common in the circle. thing, who has not encountered it?But whoever takes this relationship seriously is a fool.

No one thought that Zhao Ge came to visit Mu Heng's class, let alone Zhao Ge sat here for so long for him.

So when Zhao Ge casually said that he was waiting for Mu Heng here, those people all showed extremely confused expressions, as if this matter was so absurd that it was unacceptable.

Among them are the crew of "The Art of Power".

They saw Zhao Ge come out with Mu Heng with their own eyes, and then Mu Heng said something in a low voice, Zhao Ge asked someone to find a chair, and chose a seat where he could see Mu Heng clearly.

During the filming, Zhao Ge had been focusing on Mu Heng. For this reason, Mu Heng NGed several times. Mu Heng even pointed fingers at Zhao Ge directly, and asked someone to pass a bottle of water to wipe off his sweat.

Others watched with horror. After all, with Zhao Ge's identity, even his father might not be able to instruct others like this.

But what is even more incredible is that Zhao Ge did not get angry!

He handed the water to Mu Heng without any emotion, and even unscrewed the cap of the bottle for Mu Heng, his actions were naturally very intimate.

After the filming was over, Mu Heng drove away with Zhao Ge under the admiration and admiration of everyone.

This filming area is not open to the public, so no fans saw the scene of them getting along. When leaving, Zhao Ge also left first, and then parked the car some distance ahead of the Hengdian entrance.

At the beginning of the day, the neon lights under the night are dazzling, and the breeze blows in from the open window, like a gentle hand gently touching the skin.

The scenery is picturesque, and the atmosphere is particularly beautiful, with a touch of sweetness tightly entangled with each other.

Mu Heng fastened his seat belt, sat in the co-pilot and looked at the gift bags that Zhao Ge left in the car. Before that, Dou Qian distributed them to the crew or artists in his name, but this bag was specially reserved for him by Zhao Ge. of.

Like other gift bags, there are also biscuits inside, but it seems to be a little different. Mu Heng pulled out the biscuit box curiously, and found that the box is double-layered. A whole big biscuit with cute cartoon characters printed on it.

The more Mu Heng looked at it, the more familiar the cartoon characters looked, and couldn't help but ask Zhao Ge, "Where did you buy this?"

Zhao Ge didn't even look at it, and said indifferently: "I did it."

"You made it?" Mu Heng raised his tone unconsciously, unable to hide the surprise in his heart, he hurriedly put the box down to avoid breaking the biscuits.

The biscuits that Zhao Ge made for him were worth a hundred times more than what they bought, not to mention his heart ached if they were broken, even if they were eaten, he would be very reluctant.

Pointing to the cartoon portrait on the biscuit, he said happily, "Is this me?"

"Ah."

"The painting really looks like it," Mu Heng observed carefully, "it's the same as you have painted me countless times."

"Why should I draw you countless times?"

"...It's just a metaphor."

Zhao Ge didn't speak, and the car drove forward for a few minutes before asking, "What do you want to eat?"

"mutton."

"You can't eat when you get angry."

"Hot Pot?"

"Only eat clear soup."

Mu Heng was suddenly a little dissatisfied, "It's just a little bit, and who told you?"

Zhao Ge turned his head and glanced at Mu Heng threateningly. Even if he didn't say a word, the aura in his eyes was very powerful.

Mu Heng was a little guilty at first, and thought that Zhao Ge was doing it for his own good, so he carefully re-covered the box and put it back in the gift bag. In fact, he had never eaten any delicacies before, so it doesn't matter what he eats now, the important thing is Who to eat with.

He asked Zhao Ge for his opinion, "What do you want to eat?"

The two found a restaurant nearby. From the private room, there was a dimly lit street, bringing a peaceful and beautiful atmosphere.

They both put each other on the top of their hearts, and they hadn't seen each other for several days, and they almost went off the rails while eating, but fortunately, Mu Heng still had a sliver of reason, so he didn't roll with Zhao Ge on the spot.

From the restaurant to entering the hotel room, Zhao Ge has been sending out the signal of "I want to sleep with you", expressing his physical needs to the fullest.

As soon as Mu Heng opened the door with his key card, Zhao Ge hugged him from behind. Then Zhao Ge kicked the door shut and impatiently carried Mu Heng to the bed. He didn't throw people on the bed. It is my habit to hug someone and put them down gently even when I reach the bedside.

Although Zhao Ge was a bit arrogant when he did it, he was very careful in the foreplay and after the event, and took care of Mu Heng's emotions.

It's just that when the situation gets better, his rationality will be completely swallowed up by his strong desire, and he won't care whether Mu Heng is willing or not, and whether he can bear it.

Afterwards, Mu Heng asked Zhao Ge to be careful more than once, but Zhao Ge just listened to it, and next time he would still go his own way. Mu Heng had no choice but to let it go.

Fortunately, although he was particularly embarrassed every time, he was never injured.

The lights in the room were not turned on, and there was a faint light from the narrow gaps in the curtains. There was a very large bed in the hotel room, and the neatly made bedding was a bit messy.

Zhao Ge bent down, squeezed Mu Heng's chin as if he was about to taste delicious food, and stared at those pupils that still made people linger under the dim light.

His voice was hoarse and magnetic: "I want to hug you."

Mu Heng looked at Zhao Ge's eyes, as if he wanted to look straight into the depths of the other's eyes, he wrapped his arms around Zhao Ge's neck, pushed him down and at the same time lifted his upper body with his strength, and kissed Zhao Ge's chest as he wished. lip.

Zhao Ge's eyes were deep and dark, and when Mu Heng kissed enough and wanted to let go of his arm, he suddenly pressed down to block the other's moist and soft lips.

His lips were blocked before he could take a breath, and the oxygen in Mu Heng's body began to be consumed at an extremely fast rate. He glared at Zhao Ge angrily, realizing that the other party's passivity just now was purely a trap.

At the end of this deep kiss, Mu Heng didn't even have the strength to get angry. He was breathing heavily, his chest was heaving violently, and his head was a little dizzy.

Zhao Ge sat up and began to take off Mu Heng's clothes, "What's the matter with you and Zhou Muhai?"

Mu Heng turned sideways to facilitate Zhao Ge to take off his clothes, still panting, "What do you mean?"

"I wanted to ask you before, why did Zhou Muhai let you play the leading role?"

"He said he thought I could act well."

Zhao Ge threw away the clothes he had taken off, touched Mu Heng's waist, and began to untie his belt, then the zipper, and then Zhao Ge pulled his trousers up to his thighs, then grabbed the trousers and pulled them out completely.

"Do you believe?"

It was still a bit cold to take off his clothes, Mu Heng couldn't help shrunk his body, just got up and wanted to take off Zhao Ge's clothes, but saw the other party stripped himself naked in a neat manner.

Mu Heng couldn't help being a little disappointed, it would be exciting to have him take off his clothes.

"I don't believe it, but he didn't show any flaws. I can't see that he has any other purpose. Maybe it's my personal charm."

Zhao Ge grabbed Mu Heng's lower body and slapped a baby with a slightly raised head until it was hard.

As soon as Mu Heng finished speaking, he fell into a joyful and exciting sensual enjoyment. He could not resist Zhao Ge's movements at all. Even the temperature of his palms could bring strong throbbing.

Zhao Ge's voice became deeper and more sexy, "What charm do you have, Zhou Muhai doesn't know that majestic emperor in Daying."

"The emperor... no, I still have to be hugged by you, do you hug..." Mu Heng said intermittently, his fingers gripped the bed sheet tightly, his knuckles were slightly white, but his face was flushed, and his consciousness was being stimulated Ups and downs in pleasure.

Zhao Ge didn't let him go, he let go and grabbed Mu Heng's legs. After lubricating with all his might, he sent him into the place that was already hard as iron.

Mu Heng's body was burning hot, and the desire that rushed to the critical point clamored to be released, but it couldn't be satisfied.

He stretched out his hand impatiently to be self-reliant, but Zhao Ge pinched his wrist in time before he touched the ground. Zhao Ge probably thought Mu Heng was distracted, so he withdrew a little from his body, and penetrated hard to the end.

"Don't, don't..." Mu Heng uttered a broken monosyllable, with seductive groans in the protracted tone, and the body stimulated by lust added a charming style.

After Zhao Ge stubbornly blocked Mu Heng to release him together, he lay on the bed with the extremely tired man in his arms, and kissed Mu Heng gently and affectionately.

"Did you enjoy your stay?"

Mu Heng turned over, lay flat and stared at the ceiling above his head, his voice still lazily said afterward, "You are here, but I miss Xun'er."

"Is he all right?"

"Probably not too good," Mu Heng recalled what Xun'er said before the practice, and said in a bitter tone, "Xun'er misses you very much, but we are not by his side."

Zhao Ge didn't speak, he thought to himself, don't Mu Xun remember him.

At least after five years of raising it, the white-eyed wolf should be matured.