Mr. Cong never talks about martial arts

Male creatures are very simple and possessive, with a spicy alcohol smell, especially on top.

Shang Heyin was so tense that his curled hands and feet gradually relaxed, and there was only one thought in his mind, hurry up and hold on to this piece of driftwood, and take a deep breath, otherwise he will drown and die.

When the sensory nerves are passively involved in a shudder, the strange experience directly penetrates the cells and reaches the cerebellum.

The breath that followed followed the torrent, wandering around.

Shang Heyin originally thought that he would hate such a touch... Unexpectedly, it was a gluttonous feast, and the eardrums were like drumming to pass flowers, affecting the heartbeat.Under the collision of strong hormones, it can actually bring such a wonderful jump to the heart...

Lips, when Yiyi parted, brought out a shiny string, ding ding dong dong, flashing a nice melody.

Shang Heyin's hands and feet were numb and he was short of breath. He immediately followed his inner thoughts, stretched out his hand, and grabbed the arsonist's skirt vigorously. With all his strength, he stared fiercely---yes, he wanted to confirm again again!

What is the difference between the lovers in role-playing and the lovers in the real environment?

The action scene this time is in reverse mode, and everything is of course led by the male lead.

'There is no clapper to start, no makeup artist to touch up the makeup, and the fragmented inner monologue, all belong to me! 'Shang Heyin held down the back of the idiot's head and entered the state of siphon tailing.

Boo... the smell of this sound is very sweet!It feels great!

Charming to cover the dense, lingering to cover the red lips... It doesn't need to last forever, as long as the oxygen is not enough.

After holding his breath, the buzzing in his ears finally stopped, Shang Heyin blushed slightly, panting, and looked at the people around him, a certain stupid man with a blissful face couldn't help laughing softly, pushed A little: "Fool, you take up too much space, go over."

Since Youyan looked like an explorer who discovered the New World, he has been drifting on the Atlantic Ocean, and God Jesus Allah Shakya heard his prayers, and finally delivered the mermaid to his mouth.

So what are you waiting for, you have to take another bite to get back the money.

"Ah woo~" The serf turned over from the doctor and sang, and it was a mouthful when he rode up.

……

the next morning.

Uncle Da came out of the bedroom yawning, sucked on his slippers and went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

The door on the second floor opened quietly, and a figure sneaked down.

You don't need to look back, you can know who you are just by hearing his voice.Uncle Da washed the rice lazily, without raising his head, he asked, "Has the young master woke up?"

The one who slipped down was naturally Cong Youyan, who turned his back covertly, searched for eggs in the refrigerator, and replied vaguely: "No, the troupe will have rehearsals later, and Xiao Wang and I will see him off." go."

On weekdays, this person's arrogance is extremely arrogant, and his voice is extremely loud.When something goes wrong, there must be a demon.Uncle Da rolled his eyes, and suddenly shouted: "Those eggs are expired, you can't eat them."

Cong Youyan held the selected eggs, bowed his head, turned around and left: "It's okay, it's okay, I didn't use it to eat."

Uncle Da grabbed his collar: "What are you doing, show me your face."

Cong Youyan held the egg and rolled it on his face, and kept his body low to avoid the opponent's claws. Those who dodged left and right did not look up: "Old man Da, hurry up and cook porridge, don't pester me."

The two just hide and seek between the kitchen and the living room.

Unexpectedly, Shang Heyin wrapped in pajamas and appeared at the stairs.Seeing that the living room was as noisy as a pot of boiling water, he couldn't help it. He laughed for a while, leaned on the sofa where he often sat, and said softly: "Uncle Da, your old man's body is not suitable for strenuous exercise."

Uncle Da panted heavily, pointing at Cong Youyan: "It's not this bastard who wakes up early in the morning and sneaks around."

With a smile in the corner of Shang Heyin's eyes, he acted like he had suddenly realized: "Oh ~ Uncle Da wrongly blamed him, I asked him to go downstairs to get the eggs."

Uncle Da supported his waist: "It's just an egg, why are you avoiding me?"

Shang Heyin smiled slightly, and wanted to explain a few more words.

Uncle Da shook his hand, turned his head and walked into the kitchen, and said as he walked, "I don't want to stay. If you stay or stay, you will become enemies. Your heart has long been biased. I'm going to cook, you can do whatever you want."

Seeing Uncle Da walk into the glass door slowly, Shang Heyin waved: "Come here, show me."

Cong Yuyan walked over awkwardly and awkwardly, with his head down.

"Look up." Shang Heyin patted the sofa with a smile, "Lie down and give me the egg."

Cong Youyan lay on the sofa twisting and twisting, resting his head on his daughter-in-law's lap, pursing his lips in grievance.

The morning sun cast on his pretty little face, his two most brilliant eyes were punched twice by someone, black and blue with two purple eye bags, looking extremely miserable.

Shang Heyin took the egg, wrapped it in a handkerchief, and gently rolled it under his eyes: "It's okay, just roll it a few times like this, and the swelling will subside in the afternoon."

"But I still have to meet people? When people ask me, what should I say? Others will think that I have too much night life, and they will misunderstand me." Cong Youyan hugged his wife's knee and cried, "Yin'er, you It's too harsh."

"Then you can squat at home, I'll go to the theater alone, it's fine."

"No!" Cong Youyan shook his head: "I can wear a mask, even if I leave you for a minute."

The corner of Shang Heyin's mouth rose slightly for a second, then he quickly pulled it down and rolled his eyes: "You asked for it yourself, who made you sniff like a puppy endlessly, I'm not a pig's trotter , I can't let you hug and chew all the time."

Cong Youyan buried his head in his daughter-in-law's bathrobe, playing tricks: "I hit you, you beat me, you scolded me, you kissed me, you fell asleep, anyway, you have to be responsible for me to the end."

What's in this guy's head?Dead dead.Shang Heyin adjusted his sitting posture, looked at the black hair rolling around in the bathrobe, stretched out his hand to touch it again and again, and after a long time, he faintly uttered four words: "Okay~ I'm in charge."

After Youyan heard the last few words clearly through his clothes, his waist no longer hurts, his legs no longer hurt, and the bruises on his face are no longer an eyesore, so he got up, grabbed his wife's fingers, and put them on Kissed her lips, with tears in her eyes: "Yin'er! Give me a little time, I will prepare the dowry right away."

Shang Heyin turned his face away, and held back a smile: "You can do whatever you want, modern people are not so particular."

From Yuyan, he got excited, counting on his fingers to his daughter-in-law, from three matchmakers and six hires, to wild geese and red dates, all kinds of things, no matter what they do, it will take half a year of preparation.

There is a pair of black-purple panda eyes on a pink and white pretty face, and a small mouth that keeps talking about the future, no matter how you look at it, it is full of joy.

Shang Heyin stared blankly at this childish face, the more he looked at it, the more pleasing it was.The heartbeat also became joyful, and there was a thumping sound in the eardrums, and the noise in the blood vessels made the bones of the whole body feel numb.

Really dizzy.

"Okay." Shang Heyin heard himself say softly: "It's all up to you."

Cong Youyan smiled sweetly with swollen eyes and squinted eyes.

The fingers of the two were tightly intertwined under the white bathrobe.

Finished breakfast in mist.

When the assistant arrived, they got into the business car together in a daze.

A few hours later, when You Yan was sitting in the corner of the rehearsal hall watching the stage, his head was still a little dizzy, and then his assistant Xiao Wang answered the phone apologetically, saying that he needed to go out to buy some snacks.His soul returned to his body.

The eyes still hurt a little, Yu Yan took out the small ointment that he carried with him, took out a little and rubbed it evenly, and rubbed it around the eye sockets, the cool and comfortable medicine penetrated the skin and reached the bruise.

Rubbing his eye sockets and giggling, the doctor applauded his wit deeply and gave him countless compliments. He only suffered a little bit of trauma, but he can get a beautiful woman in his arms. This deal is really great. Good deal.

Moreover, the daughter-in-law is very nice, has good eyesight, and has a high profile, and doesn't care that she is a poor ghost.Cong Yuyan no longer has any regrets, and feels that this life has been completed.

Except, Mr. Xiaolong from last night.

For some reason, as soon as I was free, I remembered from Yuyan the man who was thin like a shadow. What attracted his attention was not the man's temperament, but the mole on his forehead. ---Cell positioning system.

Cong Youyan touched the back of his neck, and there was an identical mole there, he frowned and thought: Why Mr. Xiaolong's mole grows on his forehead, but his and Xiong Da's moles are arranged on the back of his neck.

He is still thinking about these things here, and the rehearsal on the stage has already begun.

The drama stage is different from TV dramas and online dramas. Other arts can be repeated in NG, but drama can only be shot to the end, and the fight is the overall strength.

The actor's lines, performance, and tension cannot be faked.

Including the seamless connection of A and B groups of actors, stage beauty, lighting, and service, none of the links can be lost.

Therefore, before the pre-sale, rehearsals and previews in the troupe are essential.

The Internet has already started to build momentum. Although some professional gangsters disgusted Shang Heyin at the beginning, they were quickly suppressed by the official police statement.

From Yuyan putting on the mask again, sitting in the corner, I heard the little actors on the side talking about those black fan big Vs and suddenly sent a video of the hospital, saying that it was nothing after calling the police, and then saying that I was possessed by evil Lah, please ask the eminent monk of Pilu Temple to exorcise evil spirits, etc., all kinds of surreal supernatural rumors.

Cong Youyan covered his face, silly Le: Hey, if the deity hadn't been soft-hearted, the thief who spread the rumors would have to go directly to the Palace of Hell to report.

On the stage, the bold and vicious snake demon pesters Shangxian to make various intimate touches, chanting seductive lines in his mouth, only wishing to attract Shangxian to follow him and leave, and stop doing stupid things.

But the Shangxian was indifferent to the dust, turning a deaf ear to the demonic words.

What should be given up is always love, and what is difficult to give up is people's livelihood. The ideological line of the big theme is like this, and the actors also play well.

Finally, the innocent snake demon fell at the feet of the Shangxian, shed the snake skin in pain, offered the inner alchemy, and the purple lightning thundered down!

Shangxian took the inner alchemy and hugged the little snake. His figure was shrouded in red light. He let out his hair with a wry smile, and walked staggeringly, shaking, as if there were invisible hinges dragging him under his feet, preventing him from he……

About to walk out of the audience's line of sight, the fairy on the stage stopped, his body trembling, he turned around silently, and glanced at the common people crawling down the mountain in remembrance, those who endured hardships but could not get food and clothing.

Suddenly, a smile appeared on the fairy's gentle face. He faced the darkness calmly and calmly, gave a deep salute, then flicked his robe sleeves, wrapped the snake around his waist, jumped directly into the spell circle, and released the magic circle of his life. Spiritual power, dedicated to save the people.

"Crack! Crack!" A bolt of lightning, another bolt of lightning, and countless lightning bolts rolled down with the sound of thunder, thunder and rain.

There was a sigh and sigh in the air, and the ending song sounded softly~