The vicious female partner in the pen said she likes me [entertainment circle]

Yue Yan was so shocked that he couldn't speak for a while, after a long while, he finally came back to his senses.

Yes, Xing County is Lu Qingya's hometown. —It must be that the old place has caused some bad memories, and Lu Qingya is depressed.

She should have noticed it earlier.

Looking at the shattered light in Lu Qingya's eyes, she deliberately shouted at the rooster head:

"What nonsense are you talking about, are you provoking the relationship between mother and daughter?"

"I fucking swear to God, I didn't tell a single lie!" At this point, the rooster head testified hoarsely, "It's really Aunt Zhu... No, Zhu, Zhu Cuijin told me the address, let me Here! She also charged me 2 yuan. I thought it was too expensive, so she said, said..."

Seeing him whimpering, Yue Yan kicked his feet in disgust, and urged: "What are you talking about?

"Say... say '2 yuan to see a big girl taking a bath, do you think it's too expensive?"

……damn it.

Yue Yan was trembling with anger, his mouth was closed, but he still felt fire coming out of his nose and ears.

Lu Qingya is used to keeping her emotions deep in her heart, but she only reveals a trace of her true emotions through the trembling of her breathing.

Before he said anything, he saw Yue Yan suddenly raised his hand and began to slap himself with a big mouth, the kind of big mouth that moved his hands up and down.

"Yanyan! What are you doing?"

Lu Qingya hastily pulled her back, unexpectedly she hugged her backhand.

The nest of her neck rested on Lu Qingya's shoulder, Lu Qingya felt the knuckles of her throat move crisply, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end her throat stopped and she couldn't speak.

The words stuck in his throat were "I'm sorry".

When writing the book, Yue Yan was preoccupied with how to make Lu Qingya even more unbearable, so as to bring out the majesty and integrity of the heroine.

She didn't expect that Lu Qingya was also a person with blood and tenderness, and she didn't expect that the description of Lu Qingya's family was just a brushstroke, and the dark places of people's hearts would grow wantonly like weeds, dyeing the entire soil into barrenness .

The shackles that wanted to drag Lu Qingya into hell were actually made by her hands.

She hugged Lu Qingya tightly, and the warmth of her heart warmed Lu Qingya's wet and cold body.

"Are you okay?" Lu Qingya was slightly bluffed by her, and said dumbfoundedly, "I don't blame you, what are you doing?"

"I……"

The words that had already been thought out were like thorns, rolled between the lips a few times, cutting the mouth with blood.

When the words came to his lips, he changed his mouth:

"I'm fine... just afraid that you're afraid, really."

After all, in Lu Qingya's uneasy eyes, he cleaned up his expression, looked back and stared at the rooster's head, and told Xiao Heng:

"Contact the police and send this thing to prison."

The head of the rooster blushed when he heard it, kicked and kicked his legs in vain and said:

"I've confessed everything, you don't mean your fucking words!"

Yue Yan was cold - laughing:

"I only keep my word with people, and you deserve to be a human?"

Xiao Heng has been trained by He Simiao to be strong and strong, and he can easily pinch such a rooster with his hands.After the rooster's screams gradually faded away, Yue Yan embraced Lu Qingya's slightly trembling shoulders and said in a low voice:

"Let's go back and rest first, shall we?"

Lu Qingya lowered his eyes and nodded, then suddenly raised his eyes and asked:

"You said... us?"

Just one word, like sparks from a cigarette, burned on Yue Yan's lips, causing her to change her mouth:

"Ah? Then... I'll help you go back to rest..."

"No, it's okay." Lu Qingya's eyes were soft, and his eyelashes were glittering, "Just say us, this word sounds better."

This time she didn't answer, but silently wrapped Lu Qingya's clothes more tightly, and went back to the hotel together.

Lu Qingya insisted that he was fine and didn't want to bother her to accompany him any more, and tried to persuade her to go back to rest, but she bit her lip fiercely and threatened:

"Stop trying to persuade me, and want to be bitten by me again?"

After finally persuading Lu Qingya to sit on the bed, she found the long shirt worn as a nightgown from the closet.

Lu Qingya changed into clean clothes, and while wiping her wet long hair with a towel, she heard Yue Yan scolding He Simiao on the phone:

"Director He, how does the information management work of the program group work? How could Lu Qingya's whereabouts be exposed to this kind of person?"

"I didn't expect it either. I just contacted Mr. Xialu's family in advance according to the shooting plan. Who would have thought that her mother is such a person." He Simiao was also shocked by the news, and he explained after a moment Said, "This episode was recorded in Xingxian County. The meaning above is to arrange the warm daily life of Mr. Lu and his family, so I contacted him."

It's so fucking sweet!Yue Yan slandered.

Lu Qingya came out of the water rashly, Yue Yan was afraid that she would catch a cold and have a fever, so he felt the temperature of her forehead with the back of his hand, and said to the phone:

"From my personal point of view, this link still needs to be reconsidered, whether it is from Qingya's point of view, or from the nature of her family..."

Before he could finish speaking, his hand was covered with a little warmth.

Yue Yan sat on the side of the bed, Lu Qingya leaned half on her shoulder, gently squeezed her hand and said in a low voice:

"If it's for the effect of the show, I can do it."

What can I do?For the so-called gimmick requested by the program group, sit down face to face with the gang of blood-sucking bastards at home, and act like the deputy mother is kind and filial. Laughing and listening to the praises on the Internet, "The mother of Xiaolu God is so cute"?

This is Lu Qingya, if he were to change to another artist of the same rank, he would rather pay double the liquidated damages and lose his temper, right?That liquidated damages is nothing to these people.

Yue Yan's stubborn temper suddenly came up.Lu Qingya said yes, but she didn't think so.

Just as he was about to speak to He Simiao on the phone, his lips were sealed with a burst of sweetness.

Lu Qingya probably saw through her intentions, took a step ahead, softened her blunt words in his mouth with kisses, and then swallowed them glutinously.Yue Yan sighed helplessly, and couldn't bear to push her away, almost obediently cooperating with her.

When He Simiao in the microphone barked that he was full of dog food, Lu Qingya slowly moved his lips and kissed, and leaned into her arms with his slender waist and said:

"It really doesn't matter. This is my own business, and I have a sense of proportion."

He lowered his eyelashes and thought for a moment, then raised his eyes and added:

"Yanyan, if I remember correctly, this is your first time on a variety show, right? The first impression you leave on the audience is very important. If the show is not effective because of me, I will feel sorry for you .”

Whether it is tolerantly expressing understanding of those fans who make things difficult for her, or not being able to visit Yue Yan when rehearsals are the most difficult, the principles that Lu Qingya believes in during the course of her life are the set of "cultivation" that she once steadfastly adhered to.

She believes that she can't be like ordinary people, lose her temper when she wants to lose her temper, and get angry on the spot if she wants to bluntly protect the person she likes. She thinks that it is right to cultivate herself into a fairy who will always maintain perfection and never fluctuate. The best satisfaction of the needs of those around you.

Until Yue Yan's ankle was injured like that, she still lost the game and was wronged by Bai Ke.

It was only then that Lu Qingya realized that no one could protect his so-called cultivation.

Looking back, it was Yue Yan, this reckless young guy who protected her more times.

All she can do is to try her best to provide Yue Yan with the best.

Looking at her watery eyes, Yue Yan fell silent in a timely manner.

The two were relatively silent.After a while, Yue Yan remembered a sentence that broke the deadlock:

"The police said that they will send someone to take a record for you later."

Ah... Do you want to meet someone later?Lu Qingya hurriedly stood up from her body, pulled on the slippers, and went to the mirror to comb her hair.After brushing the ends of her hair, she wished she could hold up a magnifying glass to find mistakes on her face.

How can I see people like this?The fatigue from being frightened has not faded away, the tip of the nose is also red, and the face is still a little edema... This state does not meet her requirements for herself.

Just as he was in a hurry, he suddenly felt an arm wrap around his waist.Yue Yan's face appeared in the mirror, and he put his chin lightly on her shoulder, and asked in a low voice:

"Lu Qingya, do you know that you are sick?"

Lu Qingya was slightly startled: "What disease?"

"Perfect, morbidly perfect," Yue Yan said in a deep voice, the deep voice hitting the earlobe, itchy, "You can be perfect, but you can't force yourself to be like this all the time, otherwise you will be very tired."

Lu Qingya, who was overwhelmed by his thoughts, felt a little shy, and forced himself out—with a calm smile:

"No, I didn't force myself, I just..."

"you're lying."

Before she finished speaking, Yue Yan had already lifted her chin, causing her to turn her head and look directly into his own eyes.In Yue Yan's spring-like peach blossom eyes, there was a scorching feeling of the end of summer.Like the bean fishing fire on the vast river at night, it may be small, but it is bright enough to give hope to those who are about to drown in the river.

"You are very tired, I can see that," Yue Yan said firmly, "After going through such a terrible thing, it is normal for a little girl to be afraid and want to cry. But in order to remain perfect in front of others, you dare not even cry, Because you are afraid of becoming ugly."

"I……"

Lu Qingya's smile gradually froze, as fragile as glass shattered in winter.

Eventually, the glass shattered along years-old cracks.

She buried her face heavily in Yue Yan's heart, she didn't want to hide Yue Yan's back, but she also didn't want to let Yue Yan see her like this:

"But... I dare not. What if people don't like me if they see me like this..."

Yue Yan stroked her head with her long and powerful hands, letting her hug him like a big teddy bear.

"I don't know," Yue Yan replied frankly, and then smiled self-deprecatingly, "But I know, the first time I saw you, I was embarrassed enough. So no matter what you do in front of me, I I have no right to despise you."

Yue Yan's palm slid down softly, sensitively aware of the slight tremor of her shoulders from scratch.

My heart is soaked with tears.

Yue Yan is not a hypocritical person, and would not say such acid words as "this is my heart crying".

She would only say that Lu Qingya cried in my arms.And my embrace is the domain where Lu Qingya is allowed to cry at will.

The author has something to say: Mrs. Xiaolu is too delicate woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo...

Yue Yan, you fucking finally got the hang of it.