The Rise of the Transmigrated Movie Emperor

Ming Heng was really teased, and his heart began to beat out of control again. God, he really didn't expect such a restrained and lustful man like Shen Mohan to do such a flirtatious gesture. It's really too teasing !

On purpose, this person must have done it on purpose!

Mingheng forced himself to look away, and he really couldn't stand it anymore, it was so tempting.

The corners of Shen Mohan's lips curled slightly, and he suddenly let out a low laugh.

That laughter was heard in Ming Heng's ears, ah, it's so sweet, my wife is so sweet, my ears are really pregnant, I'm pregnant!

Mingheng couldn't help but look at him, but bumped into the man's eyes full of smiles, with a biu, Mingheng felt as if he had been electrocuted, and his heart was numb.

Shen Mohan blinked at him suddenly, "Does it look good?"

"Looks good." Ming Heng blurted out, and when he realized it, his face immediately became hot, and an egg would probably be cooked when he cracked it.

His face was flushed, and he didn't know where to look.

Shen Mohan couldn't bear it anymore and laughed out loud.

It was the first time Ming Heng saw him laughing so heartily, his eyes seemed to have thoughts of his own, and he couldn't help looking at him, but when he met his gaze, he looked away as if he had been electrocuted, and immediately moved away, little heart Plop, plop, non-stop.

The air was full of ambiguous pink bubbles, Shen Mohan had laughed enough, and suddenly said, "Xiao Heng, you are so cute."

Mingheng: "..."

Are you really Shen Mohan?

I'm afraid he was dropped by someone?

"Cough, eat slowly, I'm going to change clothes." Ming Heng really couldn't stand the atmosphere anymore, to be honest, he was really not used to Shen Mohan like this, he was still used to his expressionless, abstinence and indifference look.

Shen Mohan looked at the back of Ming Heng who was fleeing again, the smile on his lips deepened, his eyes fixed on the boy's figure firmly, like a hunter firmly locking his prey.

When Ming Heng changed his clothes and came out, Shen Mohan had already cleaned up the table.

It was still early, but Ming Heng didn't want to stay with Shen Mohan anymore, so he said to Shen Mohan, "I'll go get something from my cousin's room."

Shen Mohan: "..."

When He Zijie was mentioned, Shen Mohan's joy was greatly reduced.

He didn't speak, stood up and approached Mingheng step by step.

Ming Heng stared blankly at him, then retreated subconsciously, "What are you doing..."

Shen Mohan forced him to the wall, and there was a wall thump.

Mingheng: "..."

He swallowed, his heart beating wildly.

Shen Mohan slowly approached, so close that with just a slight movement, their noses could touch each other, "Xiao Heng, you asked He Zijie to do this, huh?"

The man's warm breath sprayed all over his face, and Ming Heng bumped into the man's bottomless eyes, feeling that his soul was sucked in.

"No, it's not..." Surrounded by the clear aura of the man, Ming Heng subconsciously held his breath, his eyelashes fluttered slightly, and his heartbeat kept accelerating.

"Well, you take him away, huh?"

"Oh, ah, why, why..." Mingheng was a little incoherent.

Shen Mohan narrowed his eyes dangerously, "Because, I don't want to see him."

Mingheng: "..."

The sense of sight of this domineering president. . .

Ming Heng swallowed unconsciously, but did not speak.

Shen Mohan's eyes slowly moved down from the boy's face, and finally stopped on the boy's ruddy lips, his eyes became two points deeper.

He couldn't help but slowly approached...

At this moment, someone knocked on the door, oh no, it should be said to be a clap.

Ming Heng seemed to be taken aback, and pushed Shen Mohan away violently.

Shen Mohan felt a little regretful, almost, just a little...

Ming Heng strode towards the door and opened it.

"Eh? Why is your face so red? Do you have a fever?" He Zijie immediately noticed that Ming Heng's expression was not right. As he spoke, he raised his hand and touched Ming Heng's forehead.

"My God, it's so hot, I'll take you to the hospital."

"Uh...it's okay, I'm fine, I don't have a fever, it's because your hands are too cold, by the way, have you had breakfast?" Ming Heng slapped his hand off and changed the subject.

"Not yet. I just woke up. I'll buy what you want to eat today. After breakfast, I'll accompany you to the hospital. Your body temperature is really hot. You must have a fever."

"Hey, that, I've already had breakfast."

He Zijie froze for a moment, "Huh? Have you eaten?"

"Well, Mr. Shen bought breakfast and came over."

He Zijie was stunned for a moment, and only then did he realize that Shen Mohan was the one Ming Heng said, "Damn it!"

He glanced inside, just in time to meet Shen Mohan's cold gaze.

"You, you, why are you here?!"

Depend on!When did this person come here? !

Damn, it's over, it's over, these two are actually alone together! ! !

He Zijie looked at Shen Mohan, then at Ming Heng, oh my god, nothing happened to these two people, right? ? !

Damn it, what can I do, how can he explain to Ming Xiao!

Woooooo, he doesn't want to dig coal in the deep mountains!

Shen Mo coldly glanced at He Zijie, raised his foot and walked over, and said to Ming Heng: "Let's go, I'll take you to the set."

He Zijie refused straight away, "No! You don't need to take him there, I am Xiaoheng's driver, and I will take him there."

Ming Heng touched his nose, and said to Shen Mohan, "Well, go and do your own thing."

Shen Mohan: "..."

Forget it, it seems that Xiao Heng was frightened just now.

Shen Mohan sighed helplessly in his heart, and didn't insist anymore.

After Shen Mohan left, He Zijie hurriedly asked Ming Heng, "Xiao Heng, when did he come here? Did nothing happen to you?"

Mingheng: "..."

It almost happened. . .

But Ming Heng didn't say this, "You think too much, that's fine, you go have breakfast first."

"Did nothing really happen?"

No, if nothing happened, then Ming Heng's face was so red just now, he thought he had a fever.

but……

Since Xiao Heng said that nothing happened, then nothing happened. Anyway, Ming Xiao must not let this matter know.

Thinking of this, He Zijie didn't ask any more questions, "Then I'll go have breakfast first, you wait for me in the room for a while."

"Go." After watching He Zijie leave, Ming Heng closed the door, and then heaved a sigh of relief.

He Zijie thought that Shen Mohan would come to find Ming Heng for dinner at noon, but no, Shen Mohan didn't show up, and He Zijie didn't see Shen Mohan appear until the evening.

After that, He Zijie hadn't seen Shen Mohan, so he thought that Shen Mohan had returned to the imperial capital, so he sent Ming Xiao a message.

But he didn't know that Shen Mohan didn't leave at all.

And for the next half month, Shen Mohan would buy breakfast for Mingheng every morning, and after breakfast with Mingheng every morning, he would leave after a little while, without letting He Zijie know, and never disturbing Mingheng during the day. Constant filming.

After staying in Linxi for more than half a month, Shen Mohan returned to the imperial capital.