Ex-husband wants to remarry me after running with the ball

An Yan touched the nearest corner of his mouth, the tips of his ears turned red, "No way?"

Drooling in front of Yu Ling's face, he was going to lose his face.

Yu Ling sighed, calmly, "But it's gone now."

An Yan's face was all tangled up, "Next time you find out, you must wake me up."

The car stopped, Yu Ling looked left and right, An Yan's cheeks, "It has been wiped clean, there is no mark."

There was no drooling in the first place, and of course there would be no imprint.

Is this a problem with imprints?An Yan took out his phone and turned on the front camera.

Everyone was about to get out of the car, and the noise in the car resumed.

"My things are in the back, let's go first."

"Got it." An Yan was still looking at his phone, but there was nothing on his face.

It's just that the makeup on the cheeks has rubbed off a little.

"Hurry up and get out of the car." Tang Xuan returned to An Yan, carrying his small bag on his back, eyes full of resentment, "You don't know how much I sacrificed for you."

"Thank you, Sister Tang Xuan." An Yan spoke sweetly, and helped Tang Xuan get another small bag, "I'll help you."

Their seats were in the front row, and the crew had already got out of the car. At this time, the staff with a small sign boarded the car with a horn and signaled everyone to get out of the car in an orderly manner.

An Yan and Tang Xuan got out of the car one after the other, and they stopped in an open space surrounded by trees and grass.

Except for the necessary things that were weighed down, everything else was put on the car.

The director was already yelling to hurry up with a loudspeaker, and the makeup artists were trotting to touch up everyone's makeup.

The shooting site is next to the woods, and mosquito bites should be prevented in summer.

After the assistant helped Yu Ling spray the toilet water, he asked the assistant for a bottle of the least irritating toilet water, the kind that can be used by infants, and walked up to An Yan.

"Let me help you apply toilet water, or you won't be able to stand it when you shoot later." Yu Ling often shoots movies, and has long known these little tricks.

It was the first time for An Yan that things were not well prepared.

"I didn't bring it." An Yan was stunned.

The corners of Yu Ling's mouth rose, and she almost laughed out loud, "What's in my hand?"

An Yan slapped his forehead, "I'm so hot and confused..."

Yu Ling smiled dotingly, and concentrated on helping An Yan spray toilet water. She sprayed the exposed skin many times, and used up a bottle of toilet water directly.

"You two spray like a fire extinguisher. Mosquitoes will be suffocated to death if they smell it." Tang Xuan tutted twice, the sour smell of love.

"Just in case." Yu Ling replied.

Everything is ready to start shooting the first scene.

The scene where the hero and heroine meet.

And An Yan's character is the third brother of the male protagonist, who admires the elder brother played by Yu Ling the most.

An Yan is not a talented player, but his role fits him well, so he has a good relationship.

Except for not knowing how to move at the beginning, which blocked the male protagonist's perspective and light, there were almost no major mistakes.

I have been listening to the director's voice all morning, and finally only kept one most satisfying shot.

Only one scene was filmed in a scene.

If this trend continues, more than 40 episodes of TV series will take four months to catch up.

Because the light is too bright at noon, the shooting effect is not good, so the lunch break is relatively long.

until three in the afternoon.

After eating the box lunch, everyone went back to the car to rest and sleep for a while.

Tang Xuan consciously went to the back row, while Yu Ling was still sitting next to An Yan.

"Do you want to eat fruit?" Yu Ling kept paying attention to An Yan, and her expression was a little strange while eating.

Maybe the taste of the boxed lunch didn't suit An Yan's taste.

An Yan rubbed his stomach, "No need."

"Then drink some sour plum soup." Yu Ling stuffed a cup of cold sour plum soup into An Yan's hand, "I still have some after I finish drinking."

An Yan asked curiously, "How much sour plum soup did you bring?"

Yu Ling replied, "I asked the staff to help me bring a few lunch boxes when I ordered them."

Also, if it was Yu Ling who carried it back, how could it still be cold?

After drinking half a cup of sour plum soup, An Yan's stomach felt much more comfortable.

People get sleepy when they are full, and An Yan is no exception.

He put on the blindfold and found a comfortable place, "I'm resting, thank you for the sour plum soup."

Looking at An Yan who was sleeping soundly beside her, Yu Ling couldn't tell what she was feeling at this moment, as if the warm sun was shining, and her whole body was warm.

The body is completely relaxed and the mood is also joyful.

After glancing at An Yan again, Yu Ling closed her eyes.

Originally, the shooting ended at [-]:[-] pm, but the director was not satisfied with the scene of falling into the water.

An Yan felt tired for the first time, and his whole body was listless. Although he had a good nap at noon, his situation was different from others. , The calf is also sour.

It was already eight o'clock when we returned to the hotel, Yu Ling told An Yan to soak his feet in hot water after returning home.

An Yan had another extra meal at night, and lay on the bed after washing up, not wanting to move at all.

There was a knock on the door outside, An Yan lay on the bed and took a look, "Is there something wrong?"

He didn't get up to open the door when it wasn't important, because he was too tired.

"It's me." Yu Ling's voice sounded.

An Yan had to get up from the bed, his legs were trembling as if he was doing some harmonious exercise, probably because the relationship between the two of them has gotten closer recently, An Yan's tone of voice became arrogant, "You better have something important thing."

Yu Ling shook the safflower oil in her hand, "Rub your legs for you."

An Yan was taken aback, "No, no, I can do it myself."

It's a joke, let Yu Ling do it, he can't bear it.

"You're too lazy to do it yourself, it will be fine in a while." Yu Ling consciously pulled a chair and sat on the side of the bed, "Stretch your legs."

Free service, just enjoy it.

After completing the psychological preparation, An Yan sat on the bed and slept, stretching out his legs.

Yu Ling's palm was huge, and she pinched An Yan's slender ankle and placed it on his thigh.

An Yan has cool white skin, and black suit pants set off his white and tender legs. His feet are one size smaller than normal men's. Recently, because of his body fat, his toes have become fleshy.

Being watched all the time, An Yan seemed to be standing at the crater of a volcano, his whole body was enveloped by heat, especially his cheeks, which were as hot as boiling water.

An Yan shrank his feet in embarrassment, "I'd better do it myself..."

Yu Ling withdrew her wandering thoughts, her eyes returned to normal, but her voice was still abnormally hoarse.

"Need not."

An Yan lowered his head and didn't dare to look at Yu Ling, so he could only focus on his palm.

Yu Ling's palm was white, with well-defined knuckles and a smooth arc. The veins on the back of the hand were obvious, but not abrupt. At this moment, his fingers were gently pinching his sore calf.

An Yan's heart was trembling, his whole body was tense, and the heat never dissipated.

After Yu Ling pinched it briefly from top to bottom, she poured out the essential oil and applied it to An Yan's calf after rubbing her palms together.

"Isn't this more comfortable?"

An Yan's eyes were still on Yu Ling's fingers, and he didn't hear Yu Ling's question at all.

He has always liked Yu Ling's hands...

Yu Ling didn't hear the answer, and looked up to see An Yan with his head down, wondering what he was thinking.

He vaguely had a guess.

After kneading again, Yu Ling put An Yan's legs down.

Only then did An Yan come back to his senses, his heart was beating so hard that he couldn't concentrate on listening to what Yu Ling was saying.

"Did you soak your feet in hot water?" Yu Ling asked again.

An Yan looked over, his eyes were ignorant, "Huh?"

Yu Ling resisted the desire to touch, and asked again patiently.

An Yan curled his toes together, "It's soaked."

"Lies." Yu Ling exposed An Yan's lies, "You may not know, but your eyes always wander when you speak."

An Yan exuded heat all over his body, and the little monster sealed up in his heart broke through the cage immediately, "I'll soak my feet later."

Yu Ling has always felt that he owes An Yan too much, in terms of marriage, family, and relationship. Since he himself proposed to have a try with An Yan, he must fulfill his responsibility.

There is no separate foot bath in the bathroom, Yu Ling sprinkled hot water in the bathtub, adjusted the heat, and then came out of the bathroom.

While wiping his hands, he talked to An Yan, "Although your shooting is only for a week this time, you should also pay attention to your body. I have already told my assistant that I will bring you a footbath tomorrow."

An Yan muttered in a low voice, "How did you find out that you have become an old lady?"

Where did the former high-cold male god go?

Yu Ling walked up to An Yan, her condescending posture forced An Yan to look up.

Yu Ling's eyes were as dark as a deep pool, calm and rational, "Because I've been thinking about you."

Thinking about whether your stomach is uncomfortable, worrying about whether you will be unhappy.

The heat that An Yan had just dissipated gathered again, and all of it rushed to his cheeks, which were as red as ripe strawberries.

"Blind...What nonsense..." The voice was tense.

"Because I told you that I want to give it a try, so I have to learn to change, learn what I don't know, and practice what I don't know how to do." Yu Ling bent slightly, "Do you need me to carry you there?"

An Yan quickly shook his head, pushed Yu Ling away with both hands, "I can do it myself."

Yu Ling didn't force An Yan either, "Then you slip carefully."

An Yan sat in the bathroom with his feet soaked in hot water, thinking about what Yu Ling did just now in his mind.

if possible……

An Yan clasped his hands tightly together, but it might not be...

After washing his feet, An Yan found that Yu Ling hadn't left, and asked in surprise, "Why are you still here?"

"I'll leave after you fall asleep." Yu Ling replied frankly.

"I suspect that you are possessed, and what you do is not like Yu Ling at all." An Yan walked up to Yu Ling wearing slippers, "I can't sleep because there are people in the room."

Yu Ling closed the script, and was not angry at An Yan's order to chase away guests, "Then you have a good rest."

An Yan nodded, "Thank you."

Yu Ling opened the door, "Good night."

The footsteps gradually moved away, and An Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

It's not that he doesn't like Yu Ling, but that he's not used to Yu Ling's sudden change.

No one would be nice to another person for no reason, there is a purpose for being nice, and Yu Ling's purpose is probably the child.

Although he said to give it a try, An Yan felt that Yu Ling was more out of responsibility, and the proportion of liking was not much.

An Yan sat by the bed, feeling confused for the first time.

What is he going to do?