I picked up my daughter-in-law in the cemetery [Entertainment]

Tang Ling thought she was dazzled, so she rubbed her eyes vigorously.

Han Zhuo walked up to her and stood still, looking at the actor standing beside her.

The actor felt a little chilly and asked Tang Ling, "Is that your friend?"

Tang Ling hesitated, and replied mechanically: "It's my boss."

The actor stretched out his hand: "Hi, I'm xxx."

Han Zhuo didn't stretch out his hand, but just nodded his head as a greeting, his eyes stayed on Tang Ling:

"After filming the movie, why not go back to the hotel and stay there?"

Tang Ling was brought back to her sanity by the word hotel, she glanced at Han Zhuo and then again, the sweetness that had been suppressed for a long time came out one by one, turbulently converging into rivers and seas.

She smiled and hugged Han Zhuo.

"President, you are really here!"

Your CEO's face is as cold as ice, but he greedily took a sip of the little girl's scent, feeling irritable and ready to move for a long, long time, almost dry to the point of dryness, his heart suddenly looks like a little beast returning to the forest in spring, rolling happily, The corners of his lips curled up unconsciously.

The actor said uncontrollably: "Excuse me." He took his things back to the hotel.

Han Zhuo supported the girl's waist with one hand, reluctant to let go, while patting her lightly: "Be careful, there are too many people with distracting eyes."

"I'm already a prostitute. What am I afraid of? President, you smell so good..." Tang Ling buried her face in her shoulder and sniffed hard.

Han Zhuo patted her: "I'll go say hello to the director."

"Then you're leaving, right, you dead monk."

Han Zhuo laughed: "Just now I called the CEO, but now I call him the dead monk, Miss Tang, you are so fickle."

Tang Ling was very reluctant to give up, and knew that the set was not suitable for more action.Han Zhuo walked towards Liu Peng, took two steps, and looked back at her.

"What are you doing? Come here."

Tang Ling jumped up and came over.

Liu Peng and the staff had already cleaned up the place. Seeing Han Zhuo, he exchanged greetings: "Lao Jia didn't come out at the hotel, so I'll call him and let's have dinner together."

Han Zhuo nodded.

Jia Ding rubbed his bird's nest head, and came out wearing short-sleeved shorts and slippers. He was a little embarrassed to see Han Zhuo, who was still dressed in the dust and dust, and said, "Boss Han is laughing.

Han Zhuo: "Where, Jia Bian has worked hard, Tang Ling please take care of me."

A few people sat at the table, originally saying that they would not drink during filming, Jia Ding shouted that he had no inspiration to drink recently, Tang Ling also booed, Han Zhuo frowned and tried to stop him, a case of beer was put on the table.

"Mr. Han, don't be so tight, Tang Ling won't be at a disadvantage, she can drink very well~"

Tang Ling had a drink with Jia Ding and Liu Peng, and when she came back, she saw Han Zhuo staring straight at her.

"Drinking well?"

Tang Ling: "It's okay."

"Drink often?"

"It's not often." Tang Ling slowly shrunk herself into a ball.

"Mr. Han, don't be so strict." Jia Ding stood up holding a glass of wine: "Come on, come on, let's go again, good things come in pairs, three suns are prosperous, four seasons are rich..."

The slender hand stretched out and took the cup in front of Tang Ling.

"I'm here for her. Thank you Director Liu and Jia Bian for their insight, and I hope Tang Ling didn't embarrass you. I hope we can cooperate again in the future. I will do it first as a respect."

Han Zhuo drank a glass, and poured another glass directly from the bottle.

"This is a cup of respect to Jia Bian. The script is well written. Tang Ling is optimistic about this script and insists on acting. I hope that Jia Bian will take care of this child with a good script for the sake of his hard work."

He drank it up and poured another glass.

"Regard Director Liu, Tang Ling has many shortcomings in her acting skills. You can guide and educate her more. Don't care about her face. The more you train her, the better she will improve."

Jia Ding & Liu Peng: It really is my family, the defense is too obvious.

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Jia Ding and Liu Peng were drunk well by Han Zhuo that night, and were carried back by their assistants.

Han Zhuo didn't have any problems, his face turned red and he could talk and walk.

Tang Ling felt very distressed: "Do you feel uncomfortable?"

Han Zhuo shook his head, no matter how much he drank, he still looked upright.

Xiaohua accompanied the two of them back to the hotel, and Tang Ling suddenly realized that Han Zhuo didn't seem to have a room.

"I'm going to tell the director, ask the front desk to open a room for Mr. Han first." Xiaohua said.

Tang Ling grabbed her.

"The director is drunk, so I can't care about you, Mr. Han can live with me."

Xiaohua: Oh.

Han Zhuo sat obediently by the bed.

Tang Ling tidied up her things, found a set of clean pajamas and took them out. Seeing that Han Zhuo was still sitting there obediently, his eyes just stared at her.

Seeing her like this, Tang Ling felt that she was very obedient, so she stretched out her hand to rub the top of her head, and then touched her face:

"Would you like to take a shower?"

"Okay." Han Zhuo replied.

It's so cute, Tang Ling is so cute that she wants to roll.

After Han Zhuo finished his answer, he began to unbutton his shirt.

Her fingers were slender and flexible, and she unbuttoned all the buttons in a short while, her clothes were half uncovered, directly revealing the black lace underwear inside, and the roundness that could not be ignored.

"Hey, you." Tang Ling wanted to turn her back a little bit: "Go to the bathroom and take off."

After Han Zhuo took off his shirt, he put his hands back, took off his underwear, and threw it beside the bed.

It happened to be thrown in front of Tang Ling.

Tang Ling suffocated, and saw Han Zhuo unfasten his belt without changing his face.

"Wait, wait..." Tang Ling hurriedly pressed her hand.

Han Zhuo was a little puzzled: "Huh?"

Tang Ling felt that she was about to explode, and she felt sorry for herself if she didn't do something, if she did something directly... Han Zhuo obviously drank too much, is this considered to be taking advantage of others?

When she wakes up tomorrow, what will she think of me?Will he run away like a coward again?

It's rare that she came to find me once, and she just ran away like that. Wouldn't it be a waste of time to flirt with her for so long?

Tang Ling was very entangled there, Han Zhuo looked at her for a while, and suddenly said:

"Doudou."

Tang Ling looked up: "Huh?"

Han Zhuo reached out to support her face: "Little fairy."

Tang Ling looked at her somewhat confused eyes, and said in her heart that she still doesn't know who the little fairy is.

Han Zhuo's face was getting closer and closer, her fiery breath sprayed on her face, the scent of vegetation mixed with the smell of alcohol, it smelled like flower and fruit wine.

Tang Ling opened her eyes wide, pushed her away, gave her her pajamas, and pushed her into the bathroom.

"Hurry up and take a shower."

After a while, there was the sound of water in the bathroom.

Tang Ling was fidgeting in the room, what to do, whether to go up or not, whether to take advantage of the danger and eat it, let's talk about being an upright gentleman, and wait until she really falls in love with him before doing such a thing.

Ahhh so tangled.

Tang Ling almost scratched her head.

The sound of the bathroom door clicking open was quite clear in the quiet room.

Looking back, Han Zhuo was first relieved that she didn't come out naked.

Then there was another suffocation, she didn't wear pajamas, she was wearing a hotel bathrobe, her upper body was so open that it couldn't be opened any more.

However, his expression was still calm, and he walked to the edge of the bed and sat down with a calm expression, leaning on the edge of the bed, his posture was breathtaking, and he was looking at her with his head tilted.

Tang Ling took off the T-shirt from her body and threw it on the ground.

Why think so much!Lao Tzu is a little goblin who tortures people, and Lao Tzu is not the president of the righteous way, so he cares about benevolence, righteousness and morality!

Tang monk meat can live forever if you eat it in your mouth.Marry first, then love, first do, then love her Tang Lingdu!Can!by!

Tang Ling swam up to Han Zhuo like a fish.

Han Zhuo half-opened his eyes and looked at the beautiful woman with red cheeks in front of him. He curled his lips and wrapped one hand around her slender waist. With one push, the position was reversed.

"calls me."

Tang Ling: "Huh?"

Han Zhuo frowned: "What should you call me?"

"elder sister?"

"No, your name should be Mr. Han."

Tang Ling: ...

Dare to feel that this person is much deeper into the drama than her.

"Mr. Han~" Tang Ling said sweetly, putting her arms around her neck.

Mr. Han was very satisfied: "Good boy."

Then he said: "Little fairy, you are disobedient."

Tang Ling was hot all over, and hugged her softly, hoping she would do something.

Han Zhuo really did something.

She lowered her head and came to the underwear package.

"I heard that you were bitten by a mosquito. Let me take a look... I'll help you stop the...itch..."

Tang Ling's humming escaped from her throat, and her whole body trembled.

Just when Tang Ling was about to be driven crazy by her tongue, and couldn't wait to drag her up, Han Zhuo smiled slightly at her, tilted his head, and fell asleep on her shoulder.

Tang Ling stared at the ceiling for a long time, feeling like crying.

——Why do you still have to take a bath when you're around? !

Han Zhuo, you really can't do it! !

The next day, Han Zhuo felt as if he had a good dream.The fatigue of many days was swept away, and she felt comfortable from head to toe. She woke up with a smile on her face.

Sunlight leaked in through the gaps in the curtains.The bedding and pillows were fairly soft, and there was a scent that made her feel happy - the scent of flowers mixed with the scent of milk.

Han Zhuo hugged the pillow next to him and smelled it hard, not wanting to get up at all.

It took a while for my mind to regain clarity.

She looked up, there was no Tang Ling in the room.

He fell back on the bed again, reached out to touch the phone, and sure enough saw the red circle on Dou Dou Ling's head.

"Xiaohua has bought breakfast and it's at the bedside. Remember to eat it when you get up, Mr. Han."

Boss Han curled his lips and smacked his lips, feeling a faint dissatisfaction in his heart.

It wasn't until I got up, washed up, and had breakfast that I remembered where this dissatisfaction came from.

Tang Ling's play went by so fast today, and she performed at a high level as if she had been beaten with chicken blood. Liu Peng couldn't help but praised it several times.

The break at noon is short, and actors and production managers generally don't like to toss back and forth. In the morning, the filming progress is fast, and the meal time is a bit early. Tang Ling asked Xiao Hua to get three lunch boxes, and she rushed back to the hotel, not wanting to delay for a moment.

After swiping the card, entering the room, and seeing Han Zhuo sitting on the sofa watching the computer, the hanging heart finally settled down.

When Han Zhuo saw her, he closed the computer that had been screensaver for a long time, stood up, walked in front of her, and hugged her.

In the arms is a real little person, a soft, warm, bumpy little girl, who was raised by her, looks very good, has a bad temper, is wild and bold, and likes to seduce her little girl.

"Well, that's enough for now."

Han Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that his wandering heart, which had been struggling for so long, seemed to have finally found a home.

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Congratulations to Mr. Han for finally knowing how to hold a daughter-in-law, Sahua!Sprinkle flowers!