Kissing scenes every day

The little lion sat on the bed sullenly, staring at Tan He with resentment on his face, as if he was a little dissatisfied that Tan He doubted himself.

Tan He hurried over to coax the little lion, stroked his ears and smoothed his fur, and told him, "Be careful next time when you're outside, and drink less."

"Understood." The little lion responded perfunctorily, leaned over and put his arms around Tan He's waist, and said confidently: "Touch the mark."

Tan He couldn't refuse, so he sat down by the bed, turned his back slightly to the little lion, and lifted up the hem of his clothes to show the little lion the mark.

The little lion leaned forward, his eyes fell on the mark on Tan He's back waist, and he touched it lightly with his fingertips.

And because the two kissed yesterday, the color of the mark has darkened a bit, from light pink to a faint red.

The little lion touched the mark back and forth, wishing to rub the mark red.

The color of his mark is still too light.

It would be nice if the color could be a little darker...

Go deeper...

The little lion rested on Tan He's shoulder, thinking about the color of the marking, while stroking Tan He's back.

At the beginning, the little lion still touched the mark in a regular manner.

But touching and touching, the little lion's two hands unconsciously stretched forward, touched Tan He's abdomen, and then gradually stretched upwards.

Tan He noticed the little lion's movements all at once, moved the little lion's hand away slightly, and said, "Don't touch it."

Tan He got up and went to the bathroom beside him to wash up.

There are no scenes in the morning, but the two of them still have a rivalry scene in the afternoon.

At one o'clock in the noon, Tan He dragged Feng Chi to the set first.

There is still some time before the official start of filming, and the staff on the set are still busy, preparing scenes and so on.

After finishing the styling, the two went back to the lounge first.

Tan He was sitting on the sofa playing with his mobile phone, while Feng Chi was lazily leaning on Tan He, squinting his eyes and sleeping.

And because no one else was in the lounge, Feng Chi acted recklessly, wrapping both arms around Tan He's waist.

Suddenly, Feng Chi sneezed.

Tan Hewang came over and asked, "What's the matter?"

"It's okay." Feng Chi waved his hand, and didn't care too much, and continued to rest on Tan He's body.

Tan He simply passed over the blanket next to him, covered Feng Chi, and asked, "Did you catch a cold?"

"No." Feng Chi shook his head and continued to rest

But in the next few minutes, Feng Chi sneezed several times in a row.

Tan He noticed it, and said, "I have cold medicine here, do you want to take the medicine first?"

"I don't have a cold." Feng Chi refused to admit that he would catch a cold, "I have always been in good health."

Tan He thought about it. After all, the little lion is a monster or a carnivore, so his body should not be that fragile.

It wasn't until the two of them were filming in the afternoon that Tan He noticed that Feng Chi's state was getting worse and worse.

At the beginning, it was Feng Chi who was a little distracted while filming, and was a little late for the lines.

But later on, Feng Chi's condition obviously deteriorated, and he couldn't keep up with his lines and actions. There was low air pressure all over his body, and he was extremely irritable.

Director Xu also came over and asked, "What's the matter?"

"It's nothing." Feng Chi restrained his temper a little, and didn't say that he was sick.

Instead, Tan He from the side came over, touched Feng Chi's forehead, and said, "I seem to have a fever."

"No fever." Feng Chi corrected.

Tan He had no choice but to say to Xu Dao: "Why don't you push Feng Chi a little bit, he's not feeling well today..."

Director Xu nodded and agreed, "Okay, I'll take the next scene first."

Tan He breathed a sigh of relief, and pulled Feng Chi towards the lounge.

Feng Chi was at the side, still emphasizing that he was not sick.

With a firm attitude, Tan He pushed him down on the sofa, poured hot water, brought over cold medicine, and urged Feng Chi to take the medicine.

Feng Chi looked at the medicine in Tan He's palm, reluctantly said, "Teacher Tan, I'm not sick..."

Although Feng Chi said that he was not sick, an unnatural red color had appeared on his face, and his body was limply leaning on the sofa, motionless, his head was dizzy.

Tan He squatted in front of the sofa, coaxing: "You take the medicine first, and you'll be fine later."

"I don't have a cold, so I don't need to take medicine." Feng Chi complained, with two lion ears appearing on his head and shaking.

When Tan He saw the lion ears, his heart almost softened.

But now thinking that the little lion is sick, he immediately refused with a serious expression: "No, I need to take medicine."

Feng Chi shook his ears, trying to change the subject: "Teacher Tan, do you want to touch your ears?"

"No touch." Tan He shook his head, "It's useless to seduce with ears."

Feng Chi stretched out the lion's tail again, "You can touch the tail too."

When Tan He saw the dangling lion's tail, he subconsciously wanted to hold the tail in his arms and rub Maomao.

However, Tan He still maintained his rationality, shook his head very restrainedly and said, "Don't touch."

"Mr. Tan." The little lion lay sideways on the sofa, stretched his tail around Tan He's shoulders, pulled him slightly closer with his tail, "I don't want to take medicine..."

And because of illness, the little lion's eyes are still a little red, and he looks pitiful.

Tan He's heart softened a little, he touched the little lion's head, and said, "You need to take medicine to get better."

Although the little lion is a kind of ferocious beast, but now the little lion is just a cub, and its body is still so weak that it is easy to get sick.

As an elder, he should take more care of him.

Thinking of this, Tan He slowed down his tone, like coaxing a child, coaxing: "Take the medicine first, it won't be bitter."

The little lion stared at the cold medicine, thought for a while, and then asked: "Then can I give you a kiss?"

Tan He was taken aback.

Little lion: "Take the medicine once you kiss."

"Feng Chi." Tan He disagreed, "Don't say such things next time."

He is the elder, and the little lion is the younger.

It was enough for the absurd thing yesterday to happen once, how could it happen a second time.

"Isn't it because the teacher wanted to take advantage of me last night, otherwise I wouldn't catch a cold..." the little lion muttered, looking even more aggrieved.

Tan He felt guilty for a while.

Last night when they were in the bathroom, they tossed and tossed for a long time. The lion cub was still a cub, so his health might not be very good, and he accidentally caught a cold and got sick.

"Teacher Tan took advantage of me and was irresponsible. Now that I'm sick, I don't even want to kiss..." The little lion's voice became lower and lower, feeling extremely wronged.

Tan He had no choice but to explain: "I am an elder."

"I know." The little lion wagged his tail in dissatisfaction, "It's only a few years older!"

The little lion didn't care about the age difference at all, thinking that the two were only a few years apart.

But Tan He fell silent.

After a long time, Tan He said, "I have lived for more than 800 years."

The little lion froze for a moment, and the lion's tail froze in mid-air.

Tan He also took the opportunity to say: "You are so young, I am more than 700 years older than you, it is not appropriate to do this kind of thing."

"Why is it inappropriate!" The lion cub reacted in an instant, and the lion's tail slammed on Tan He's body forcefully, "It's only over 700 years older!"

Tan He sighed softly, wanting to reason with Feng Chi, "You're still young."

It's not that he doesn't want to, it's just that the little lion is too small.

He is more than 700 years older than the cub, and he can be the parent of the cub. How can he do this kind of thing with the cub!

"Teacher Tan, I'm not young anymore!" The little lion didn't want to hear those words, and yelled, "Anyway, it's not like I didn't kiss you yesterday, what's wrong with kissing again today?"

Tan He: "Yesterday was an accident, you were drunk."

"I do not--"

Halfway through the speech, the little lion realized instantly and stopped talking.

Tan He didn't notice something was wrong, but continued to persuade: "Take the medicine first."

Little lion: "Kiss and I'll eat."

The topic went back to the original point.

Tan He: "I am your elder—"

"What's wrong with the elder!" The little lion was dissatisfied, "It's okay for the elder to kiss the younger generation! I didn't say it was a kiss, just treat it as a kiss between the elder and the younger generation!"

Tan He thought for a while, and said, "Then I'll kiss the cheek."

The little lion nodded in response.

"You take the medicine first." Tan He handed over the cold medicine.

The little lion took the medicine and ate it obediently.

After taking the medicine, the little lion obediently straightened up, sat on the sofa, fixed his eyes on Tan He, and waited for Tan He's kiss.

Tan He was still a little nervous for a while, propped one hand on the side of the little lion, and slowly leaned over to approach it.

The distance between the two became shorter and shorter, Tan He stuck to the little lion's face and touched it lightly.

It's just that just when Tan He was about to get up and leave, his waist tightened and he was pulled over

Tan He was caught off guard and fell into Feng Chi's arms, Feng Chi also lowered his head, and put his forehead against Tan He's.

Feng Chi narrowed his eyes and said slowly: "Teacher Tan kissed me just now, is it my turn to kiss Teacher Tan now?"

Tan He was still a little uncomfortable with this posture, so he whispered: "How about changing the posture?"

Feng Chi didn't answer, but continued to ask: "Mr. Tan, can I kiss you?"

Tan He thought that Feng Chi meant to kiss the face, thinking that kissing the face should be okay, so he leaned over: "Then you can kiss."

Feng Chi stretched out his hand, pressed his palm on the back of Tan He's head, and covered it.

It's just that what Feng Chi kissed was not the face, but the lips.

Lips pressed together, Tan He reacted instantly, sobbing: "Why do you..."

It's just that Tan He didn't even utter a complete sentence, and the rest of the words disappeared between his lips.

After the kiss was over, Tan He lowered his head and panted, still a little angry, "What a mess!"

"I didn't say it was a face kiss, and Teacher Tan agreed with me." Feng Chi said in a natural tone.

"Unreasonable!" Tan He was angry, and saw the animal ears dangling on Feng Chi's head, so he pinched the lion's ears and pulled them.

However, when pulling, Tan He was not willing to use too much force, and just pinched a few times symbolically.

"Teacher Tan, don't be angry." Feng Chi took the initiative to stuff his tail into Tan He's hand, rubbed the tip of his tail against Tan He's palm, and obediently said, "Touch the tail."