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

Tang Ling knocked on the door when she returned to her room, but no one answered.

She was slightly excited and sank suddenly with a vague feeling of anxiety. She asked Xiaohua to use the spare room card to enter the door, turned on the small wall lamp, sat by the bed, and sighed softly.

——Sure enough, it was just a whim.Probably figured it out, and left.

Don't be afraid, Tang Ling, you are a top-notch female star, you won't lose if you lose...

There was a beep on the door, followed by the sound of the electronic lock being unscrewed.

Han Zhuo stood at the door, blocking the dim light from the corridor. Her neckline was partly open, her cheeks flushed, and she walked into the room a little unsteadily.

"I brought you supper, crayfish. I don't know what flavor you like, so I bought a catty of them."

She put the packed food box on the small coffee table in the room, and the small coffee table was full in no time.

"you've been drinking?"

Han Zhuo nodded, looking at the woman under the warm yellow light, he stretched out his hand and put his arms around her slender waist, leaning his head on her shoulder.

"Let me lean on it."

Tang Ling raised her head, gently hugged her back, and smelled her scent.

After a while, Han Zhuo left Tang Ling's embrace.

"I opened a room next door. If you don't disturb your rest at night, I will go to sleep. Of course, if you want, I will stay and be your humanoid pillow."

Han Zhuo stood quietly for a while, reaching out to rub the top of her head.

"I'm next door, call me if you need something, go to bed early."

The fingers slid down to the corner of the lips, and pressed lightly.Han Zhuo's eyes darkened, his throat slipped, and he took his hand away.

Tang Ling watched her leave the room, and stood quietly for a while, with mixed emotions in her heart.

The next day, after not sleeping well all night, Tang Ling heard a knock on the door after washing.Remembering that Xiao Hua's room card was with her, she went to open the door.

The door opened, and standing outside was Han Zhuo in sportswear who had just finished his morning jog.

"I bought breakfast for you. The breakfast outside is a bit oily. I have nothing to do recently. I bought a few machines. I can make you a low-fat and healthy breakfast tomorrow morning."

Seeing that she didn't object, Han Zhuo went in and put the breakfast on the coffee table.

The crayfish piled up on the coffee table the day before were left unmoved in the refrigerator. Han Zhuo saw them and took them out with the same expression: "I'll share them with the crew. It shouldn't be a problem to store them overnight in the refrigerator. I'll buy you something else tonight."

After finishing her work, she stood at the door to leave, then looked back at the silent Tang Ling, stretched out her arms to hug her, rubbed her cheeks, and pecked her lips a few times.

"Good morning kiss." Han Zhuo said, restrained not to go deeper.

Tang Ling's palms were itchy, and she reached out to hug her neck.

Han Zhuo understood and kissed her lips carefully and gently.

When Lin Lin came to the set, Han Zhuo had already divided the crayfish and was standing aside watching the filming.It is already the beginning of August at this time, and "Swinging Subway" has entered the final stage, and it is expected that all members will be finished in two weeks.

"It's going well?" Lin Lin asked.

Han Zhuo shook his head: "No, I'm more like her plaything now."

Lin Lin expressed her incomprehension: "But she obviously likes you so much!"

"It's because I didn't give her a sense of security in the relationship. She can be with me at any time, but her heart has not been realized. She doesn't believe that I really love her. This is my problem."

Lin Lin nodded. Indeed, although Boss Han looks like a thing now, she was really not a thing before.

"But from your expression, you seem to be quite happy." Lin Lin said, "Are you really a jerk?"

"Look who fucked me, the cub I raised by myself, m is m."

Lin Lin trembled. Is this the smell of dog food? Before the two of them cultivated, she was a little full.

From then on, Han Zhuo lived a chasing life on the set.

Accompanying Tang Ling on and off the show every day, and relying on the Internet for work.Lin Lin often needs to travel between two places to handle the daily affairs of Heming Media.Han Zhuo's life revolves around his family's big star, taking care of the daily life, chatting with him, and Xiaohua has almost become a decoration, happily and sinfully enjoying the extra meals Han Zhuo gave to the crew every day.

"Don't give extra meals to the crew anymore." One day Tang Ling slapped Han Zhuo's shoulder and said, "How much will it cost, you are so poor."

Han Zhuo nodded: "From then on, I will only give you an extra meal."

"That's not okay, then I won't be fat."

"I cook you a diet meal every day, and when you get tired of eating, let's add a supper."

Satisfied, Tang Ling hugged her neck and kissed her, while Han Zhuo held her waist and tasted his "night extra meal" deeply.

It's just that the power of sex has indeed been deprived. Tang Ling seriously said that it is easy for two people to sleep together, so she will doubt whether Han Zhuo likes her or her body.Han Zhuo obediently coaxed her to sleep every night, then went back to the room, brought her breakfast in the morning, and ate with her, dealt with work during the day, went to the market to buy vegetables, went back to the hotel to cook, and then sent to the set.

Jia Ding went to other cities for a walk, looking for inspiration, and then returned to the set, and saw that Han Zhuo already had his own regular seat. After the show, accompany her to the lounge for dinner.

Jia Ding yelled at Liu Peng: "Do you see anything now?"

Liu Peng: "I can see that Heming Media is really kind to the company's artists. I don't know if they will sign the director or not."

Jardine hit him on the head with the script.

Two weeks passed in the blink of an eye, and the day of finishing was getting closer and closer.

"Master! Master! Slow down!"

A silver-haired man hurried out of the airport terminal with a suitcase. Because his hair color was so eye-catching, people passing by would take a second look. His eyes were playful and ruffian, but it didn't affect the delicate and beautiful facial features in the slightest.

At this time, he squinted his eyes slightly, looked back at the gray-haired man hurriedly following behind, and pushed the suitcase towards him.

"You are too slow, come here slowly, I will go first."

After finishing speaking, he got into a taxi and walked away.

"Master! Master Yuan!" The white-haired old man stomped his feet: "Why worry, you are going deep into the tiger's den, Master, the Han family is over there!"

It was the last big night of filming in the evening, and the cast and crew ate box lunches on set.

The summer nights were still terribly hot, mosquitoes were flying everywhere, and several large fans were blowing on the actors and staff, but they couldn't resist the speed of sweating.

Several people brought a few boxes over, Xiaohua was sweating profusely, and put her hand to her mouth as a trumpet: "Mr. Han of Heming Media invites you to drink milk tea, everyone remember to come and get it!"

Tang Ling had just washed her hands, when she heard the words and went to look for Han Zhuo, her cheeks were suddenly icy.

"Choose a flavor you like, and give them the rest, don't waste it." Han Zhuo held seven or eight cups of milk tea in his hands and showed her.

Tang Ling pursed her lips: "I want to pick two."

"Okay, you can have all of them, three points of sugar, not fat people."

Tang Ling picked two, Han Zhuo asked: "Enough?"

"Enough, you can divide the rest." Tang Ling pouted.

Seeing her expression, Han Zhuo felt blessed in his heart: "It doesn't matter, I'll give them enough. I'll take it back for you to put in the refrigerator these nights, and drink it slowly."

The corners of Tang Ling's eyes were full of smiles, and she couldn't help but raised her hand and pinched her face:

"If you can't drink it all, it's a waste."

"You can't finish my drink."

Tang Ling clicked her tongue twice, and smiled even more. Seeing that there was no one around, she hooked her neck:

"Why are you so cute..."

Han Zhuo also laughed, leaned close to her and said softly, "I only listen to you, and only treat you well."

Lin Lin, who was walking this way, raised her head and bumped into this scene, said "Excuse me." She clasped her fists and left.

The two of them still went to the lounge, there were many people outside.

"I still have some things to deal with, and I'll be leaving in a while." Han Zhuo said, "It's a pity, I'm afraid I won't be able to catch up with your last scene."

"Ah? Oh..." Tang Ling tugged at her collar: "Then when will you come back?"

"The day after tomorrow, I will definitely come back before the finale." Han Zhuo said, and then explained: "A screenwriter who has been in contact with me for a long time finally agreed to meet, and it happened to be in this province, so I went to meet."

"Why contact the screenwriter, you want to choose a script?"

"Director, screenwriter, producer, anyone who meets the conditions and can be contacted, I will talk to them."

"You want to do a play yourself?"

Han Zhuo smiled and pinched her ears: "I have no money."

Tang Ling curled her lips: "You are so miserable, Mr. Han."

"That's right, Mr. Han has to rely on my little girl to support him. Mr. Han always eats soft food." Mr. Han's eyes were burning.

Tang Ling pursed her lips and said, "I don't want to support you. When I have money, I will raise Xiao Xianrou."

The air suddenly cooled a few degrees.

Han Zhuo stared at her for a while, sighed softly, put his arms around her waist and rubbed the whole person into his arms.

"Let me hold you for a while," she said.

"Potential directors, screenwriters, and producers who are not from the Huayu faction, I want to weave them into a web and support you to go up."

"The girl I raised, how could she be blocked by a broken company, and she would be ashamed to say it."

There is a saying that Han Zhuo didn't say, if it wasn't for the family training of the Han family, she promised that Huayu would disappear in this world tomorrow.

It's about time, it's time to go to filming.Han Zhuo left the person in his arms and looked at her big eyes filled with tears again.

"Don't be touched, as you said, you don't want me to respond to your feelings because of touch and responsibility. Similarly, I don't need your touch. I tell you this just because, I will learn not to Conceal what I'm about to do, and I'll try to make you feel at ease."

"I'm stupid, I can't talk to please girls, you just need to feel it, and see if I like you because of responsibility or if I really like you."

Han Zhuo stretched out his hand to rub her head, then touched her face, and kissed the corner of her lips.

"Let's go, see you the day after tomorrow. I hope you will miss me."

Han Zhuo and Lin Lin left quietly.

When Tang Ling was filming, she didn't dare to think too much, for fear of affecting her participation in the film. Finally, it was early in the morning after filming, and she was finally able to take a breath. The sour and sweet in her heart slowly came up, converging into a delicious fruit juice taste.

Leaving the lounge, Tang Ling, whose whole body looked like a can of orange soda, walked towards the hotel with a smile, and blocked a person head-on.

"Tang Ling?"

Xiao Hua stood vigilantly in front of Tang Ling.

Tang Ling looked at the silver-haired young man on the opposite side, and nodded: "It's me, no one other than the crew is allowed to enter here, are you?"

The silver-haired young man laughed, scratched his hair, and said happily: "Finally found you, my name is Cheng Yuan."

"I like you! You can be my girlfriend!"

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Mr. Han: Who the fuck poached me! !

Tang Ling: I'm sorry, my old lady is crooked.

Mr. Han: (Good boy) I'm bent too.