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

There are some things that cannot be opened up. If there is one and two, there will be three and four.

For Han Zhuo, there are only 1 times and countless times to do 0.Anyway, for a long time after that day, Tang Ling never attacked again.Various quantities of sheets hang out on the balcony at home every day.

Tang Ling didn't understand that Han Zhuo was very obsessed with seven times a night. Seven times seemed to be the KPI that Han Zhuo had to complete to get into Tang Ling.

On the third night, Tang Ling couldn't take it anymore, she cried and begged her not to be obsessive-compulsive, seven times she really didn't have time to sleep.She has to do script reading before joining the group every day, practice to improve her acting skills, catch up on announcements, shoot commercials and magazines, her body is really too much to bear.

So an agreement was reached that the "seven times a night" activity could only be properly carried out during Tang Ling's vacation.

Han Zhuo is like a wolf who has torn off his disguise, he doesn't care about her crying every night, and he will only give up after several times.Tang Ling seemed to be led astray by her wildness, and the gap in needs was increasing day by day. "Don't" and "Don't stop" were intertwined repeatedly. Han Zhuo rested and rubbed against her with red eyes. He would make her say things that she would never say in a bad way, love words, nasty words, and... words that boast about herself.

As Tang Ling talked, she believed it.

The two strange inherent thinking of the two of them were solved immediately by Han Zhuo's very strange solution.

At the end of the day, Tang Ling played with her long hair that fell between her collarbones and asked, "Are you a reverse pua?"

Han Zhuo held her hand and kissed: "What do you mean?"

"It is to praise me every day, coax me, lift me up to the sky, and make me feel that I am the best cub in the world."

Han Zhuo smiled: "You are my best cub, I have already said that I am your servant, it is you who can't listen to me."

Tang Ling was hit by a straight ball again, and she died again.

The servant surnamed Han turned over and held down his queen, so that the queen could not get out of bed whimpering.

Soon, Tang Ling will join the team.

On the eve before joining the group, because of the upcoming parting, the young lovers wantonly released their hormones, going crazy like desperate.

Han Zhuo unlocked a new scene, the carpet under the coffee table in the living room was dirty, and a useless vase was broken.

When the sky turned dark blue before dawn, Tang Ling woke up from the aftertaste of unknown times, and entered the oversatiated sage time, her cerebral cortex continued to be excited, and she took out her mobile phone to browse Moments.

Ai Qing shared a rather hypocritical love song at four o'clock.

Tang Ling sounded in a trance, it seems that since she came once that day, more than half a month has passed, and she has never seen her again, and there is no news of her.

Tang Ling felt a little guilty, she was probably immersed in love and that thing recently and had no time to be a part of herself, so she could be regarded as very sensual and despised friends.

Clicking on Ai Qing's profile picture, she asked: What are you doing now?

Originally thought that Ai Qing would reply to her tomorrow, but unexpectedly, the other party replied in seconds: it's hard to explain.

Then there was no text for a long time.

Tang Ling: ...

As soon as I finished posting this article, I was hugged tightly by a person wrapped in a clear breath.

"What are you doing?" Han Zhuo asked.

The two of them have recorded fingerprints on each other's mobile phones, and they confess to each other and leave room for each other, and rarely look at the contents of each other's mobile phones.

Tang Ling shook her phone: "Ai Qing."

"She doesn't have a night life, so she will send you a message at night?" Han Zhuo said, rubbing her ears and face.

Tang Ling laughed out loud: "I just realized that you are so..."

"What?" Han Zhuo bit her earlobe.

Tang Ling hurriedly begged for trouble: "I won't come, I won't come, the sky is about to dawn, and Xiaohua will come over in a while."

Han Zhuo hummed, lay down with her in his arms, and inhaled her scent.

Ai Qing spoke at this time: Did you just wake up or haven't slept yet.

Tang Ling rolled her eyes: You guess.

Two words, a full stop, Ai Qing pinned out a flutter.

She has nothing to be ashamed of, unless...

Ai Qing: It’s not what I thought, is it?

Tang Ling: Who knows what you are thinking.

Han Zhuo clicked his tongue next to him, and Tang Ling hurriedly made a voice call to end the conversation.

Ai Qing saw that she had sent a 3-second voice message, but she didn't even think about clicking on it.

"I won't be with you for now... hey, just wait... um..."

Ai Qing: ...

It doesn't have to be.

It was obvious that the voice of the person next to him spoke softly, even if it was anger, it was like honey, with an indescribable and delicate voice.

This Ai Qing is too familiar.

She suffers from insomnia, and her good roommate and girlfriend are still doing it to this day. Who wouldn't say it's great to be in a relationship.

Ai Qing clicked on an avatar with the note titled "Bashou Ruqing", and clicked the song Empty for herself.

After thinking about it, he called Tang Ling.

Tang Ling, who was pressed by Han Zhuo, broke free from her kiss: "The phone..."

Han Zhuo took a breath, looked at her mobile phone, and frowned.

These two people have no habits, they like to make phone calls deliberately at this time.

"Who is it?" Tang Ling asked.

"No one." Han Zhuo pressed the mute button, threw the phone aside, and continued with his head down.Ignoring the tender protests from the people under her, she coaxed: "One last time, one last time, good baby, good wife..."

Xiaohua knocked on the door at seven o'clock on time, calm and calm: "Morning, Mr. Han."

"Morning." Boss Han refreshed, "Come in and sit for a while."

Xiao Hua agreed, and stepped into the house that she had only visited a few times.

Compared with her last visit, there are more small household items and electrical appliances, and the atmosphere of life is more intense. When Xiao Hua casually looks at the balcony, she sees four sheets fluttering in the morning light.

Mr. Han and the proprietress are so diligent, Xiao Hua thought purely.

Tang Ling came out of the bathroom with a ruddy complexion, with an indescribable hidden charm, like a rose blooming after the rain, Xiaohua stared straight at her.

She said hello to Xiao Hua, and her eyes drifted to Han Zhuo lightly and Qiaoqiao. Han Zhuo told Xiao Hua to sit down casually, and followed into the cloakroom.

A faint voice came.

"Does this look good... this one... I want to wear yours... um..."

Occasionally, there were slight dissatisfaction and laughter, as if Tang Ling was acting like a spoiled child to Han Zhuo.

Xiao Hua was amazed when she heard it, she really looked like a witch who was a disaster to the country.

After about half an hour, Tang Ling and Han Zhuo went out one after the other.She was neatly dressed, with light makeup, but that ironed and soft smell could not be dispelled no matter what.

Xiaohua walked in front pushing her luggage. She was small and strong, and she was very conscientious as an assistant. Han Zhuo carried Tang Ling's small bag in his hand, and held Tang Ling with one hand.The driver is on holiday today, and Han Zhuo drove Tang Ling and Xiao Hua to the airport.

Han Zhuo changed to a large off-road vehicle a few weeks ago. When Tang Ling asked her about it, she stroked her hair and said that she heard people say that if you have a family and a partner, you have to drive a larger car, which is more convenient to go out.

Tang Ling was so sweet that she shivered.

Now it seems that it is really convenient, it can hold Tangling's luggage to the crew, and it can also hold many people.It's just that the melancholy before parting is more intense than every time.

Han Zhuo and Tang Ling were speechless all the way, stubbornly holding the steering wheel with one hand and holding Tang Ling's hand with the other.After driving outside the airport terminal, Xiao Hua sensiblely went down to push her luggage, leaving two people in the car to bid farewell.

"Then... I'm leaving." Tang Ling told Han Zhuo.

Han Zhuo hummed noncommittally, showing no expression.

Tang Ling bit her lip, raised her chin and brought it over, tilted her head and kissed her.

Doing nothing, just kissing, the brief separation was just a little breath of relief, and immediately plunged into the next round of kissing, and finally both of them kissed until they were exhausted, Han Zhuo touched Tang Ling's side face, and his thoughts were still unfinished Kissing the corner of her lips little by little, while saying: "Let's go." Without letting go.

Tang Ling raised her head, put her arms around her neck, and pressed her head hard to her chest.

"Give me... leave some thoughts..."

While kissing her, Han Zhuo unbuttoned her neckline. There were already deep and shallow traces of last night's new planting on her body, and at this moment, a strawberry was planted in the middle of the tender and juicy plumpness.

"I'm afraid I'll be bitten by you, and I'm afraid I'll break it. It's so tender that it's watery." After planting, she continued to speak nonsense, which made Tang Ling's whole body go weak, and even hugged her and didn't want to let go, her eyes were red.

After pestering for a while, Xiaohua's phone rang, and she hung up after three rings. She is a conscientious and sensible assistant.

Tang Ling watched Han Zhuo tidy up her clothes and put his forehead against hers: "I'm leaving."

"Go." Han Zhuo couldn't say much, so he could only give her an order: "Film the movie well, don't think about other things, I will visit the set when I have time."

Tang Ling agreed, took another deep look at her, bit her lip and opened the car door, and walked into the terminal building without looking back.

Han Zhuo watched as her back disappeared, and waited for almost an hour. Looking at where he looked, all the planes of the airline she was flying in took to the sky before driving away.

Tang Ling got on the plane, felt the plane was getting farther and farther away from the ground, and her eyes began to turn red. While scolding herself for being so hypocritical, she lay down and thought about Han Zhuo in her mind, but she felt that it was not enough, so she flipped through the phone album to look at her After secretly taking pictures of her, it took more than an hour to calm down and take out the script to read carefully.

As "Jardin's Queen's heroine", Tang Ling wanted to go well on this road, and talked with Jardin a lot about his creative ideas.Jardin mentioned all the books that had an impact on the formation of his story. Tang Ling downloaded them and stored them in his Kindle. When he was tired of reading the script, he would read the book, and when he was tired of reading the book, he would read the script.Tang Ling once jokingly said that she dared not say anything else, and few people in the entertainment industry would understand Jia Ding better than her. Han Zhuo was quite upset when she heard this, and Jia Ding's small eyes were filled with tears.

The rather humid air in city S over there is welcoming this female star who has gradually shed the title of "top streamer". In the dry capital, Han Zhuo, who has finally finished his recent work, came to Heming and knocked on the door of the manager's office .

The manager was so busy that he didn't want to give her a single look.

"Going to drink?" Han Zhuo asked casually while sitting on the sofa.

Lin Lin sneered: "Why, the girlfriend has just left and wants to drink away her worries, or do you want to find an affair?"

This is quite a bit of a stick.Han Zhuo was not angry when he heard this, and patiently explained:

"Drinking between friends, talk about what's bothering you, maybe I can help."

Lin Lin resolutely denied: "I don't have anything to worry about."

"Yes, for example, about Ai Qing."