After the official announcement of the OO love with the actress

In the early winter, the water town was cloudy and rainy for several days, and the wind and cold pierced the bones.

Ji Fengling was wearing a cheongsam, with a snow-white fluffy coat with silk ribbons hanging over her outer shirt. She opened an umbrella and walked along the road that she had seen many times before.

Every time Chufeng left Li's house, he would go home along this road. She always came here happily, and when she came back happily, Ji Fengling always watched her in the dark.

Chu's house was more dilapidated than expected, the broken walls were repaired only recently, and the base of the walls was made of mud, and when it encountered a large water gate, there would be muddy and yellowish mud.

The latch on the wooden door was rang, and Ji Fengling held the umbrella handle tightly and looked at the door.

Chu Qiu was taken aback for a moment, standing in front of him was a man who seemed to have descended from the sky, his eyes seemed to be able to speak.

Ji Fengling: "I..."

Chu Qiu asked uncertainly: "Is it Miss Ji?"

Ji Fengling nodded and smiled lightly.

Chu Qiu pushed the door and brought Ji Fengling into the house. It was cold and the kang was burning in the house. Chu Qiu sat on it with his stomach supported. When he turned around, he found that Ji Fengling was still standing at the door with an umbrella.

Chu Qiu put away the umbrella for Ji Fengling, put the umbrella on the door frame, and led him into the house.

Chu Qiu: "I often hear Xiaofeng talking about you. Although I haven't seen you before, I think Xiaofeng is talking about you."

Ji Fengling was taken aback.

Chu Qiu: "Miss, do you drink water?"

Ji Fengling pulled the cheongsam nervously, wiped off the wet marks on his hands, and took the bowl that Chu Qiu handed over.

Chu Qiu was holding a broken porcelain bowl, and Ji Fengling used a good bowl with regular edges. She looked at the young lady, and remembered what Chu Feng said, the person in the painting came out of the painting, and Tingting stood in front of her.

"It's raining heavily, and I can't find a breeze, so I want to put away the wood behind the house." Chu Qiu said, looking at the gloomy sky.

Ji Fengling put down the bowl, tugged on Chuqiu's sleeve, shook her head and pointed at her belly.

Chu Qiu was slightly startled, "Can you see it?"

Ji Fengling licked the dimples on her cheeks, lowered her head and smiled.

Chu Qiu smiled and asked her gently: "How old is Miss Ji?"

Water dripped from the window lattice, Ji Fengling took a drop with his fingers, and wrote Seventeen on the table.

With a gentle smile, Chu Qiu quietly accompanied her, took wool from the main room and sat at the table watching Yuzhi clothes.

The neckline of the sweater was too big, it didn't look like it was worn by children, Ji Fengling stared at it.

Chu Qiu smiled and said, "It's for Xiaofeng. This girl is afraid of the cold. If she doesn't knit a sweater, she will get into my bed in winter."

Ji Fengling was taken aback.

Chu Qiu pursed his lips, his eyes were bright, and the stars were twinkling, and said: "She said no this year, and she will leave the new clothes for my little nephew."

Ji Fengling wrinkled the cheongsam, her throat was so dry that it was difficult to swallow a sip of water.

Chu Qiu remembered that Chu Feng was curled up in her bed, and said with a playful smile that she was afraid of the cold. She laughed and said, "There are many thunderstorms in winter. How can you be afraid of thunder and rain when you are so big? I know, she misses her father and mother... ..."

"Miss Ji? Miss Ji!"

After Ji Fengling was shaken twice, she came back to her senses in a daze, only to realize that Chu Qiu was looking at her worriedly.

"what happened?"

Ji Fengling shook her head, the rain had subsided, she stood up and said goodbye to Chu Qiu with a smile.

Chu Qiu: "It's raining too much, please sit down for a while, and I'll ask Xiaofeng to see you off when she comes back."

Ji Fengling shook her head, opened her umbrella, and walked straight to the door.

When Chufeng came back, she was drenched all over, and there were wet hay at both ends of the burden.

Ji Fengling froze at the threshold, the two looked at each other in silence.

Timidity, worry, resentment, Chu Fengpin doesn't know his emotions.

"Get out of the way." Chu Feng said coldly.

Ji Fengling held up the handle of the umbrella and ran down quickly, covering Chufeng's head with the umbrella.

"I don't want it!" Chufeng said, and broke into the door carrying a heavy shoulder pole.

Ji Fengling pursed her lips tightly, the skirt of the cheongsam was stained with yellow mud, standing alone in the wind and rain.

Chufeng's temples were slightly swollen, her heart softened, she let go of her burden, said to Chuqiu, walked out and said with a muffled head, "I'll take you back."

Ji Fengling wanted to give her the umbrella, and Chu Feng turned around and went back to get the coir raincoat and bamboo hat.

Chufeng: "Can you wear it?"

Ji Fengling shook her head lightly.

Chufeng dragged her into the porch, put on her bamboo hat and coir raincoat roughly, touched Ji Fengling's cold hands, and she couldn't help but get angry, saying, "Dress like this..."

Ji Fengling lightly pinched her fingertips with her backhand, and then let go in an instant.

The sky is slanted with drizzle, and two figures are walking on the ridge of the field one after the other.

Chufeng walks fast and walks behind, while Ji Fengling walks slowly and walks ahead.

After walking for a while, Chufeng stopped, quietly watched Ji Fengling go away, and when the figure was about to disappear, she pulled her legs and then drew closer, repeatedly.

Ji Fengling never looked back, and Chufeng lost the courage to chase them side by side.

Chufeng sent Ji Fengling back to Li's house, but stayed outside the door instead of approaching.

Ji Fengling stepped into Li's house, but was suddenly stopped by Chufeng.

"...Ji Fengling, call me by my name again," Chufeng looked at her almost wishfully, "Call me by my name, and I will forgive you."

Ji Fengling looked back, her hair was half wet, and the ends of her hair were soaking up water, watching Chufeng shake her head slightly.

Chufeng turned around and disappeared under the rain curtain, the figure behind him was blurred, and the river bend was flowing with yellow muddy water, washing over the stone wall, leaving a distance that could not be crossed.

That night, the door of Chu's house was broken down, and the man rushed in suddenly.

"broken!"

"The Li family wants to investigate the dead maid!"

Chu Feng stood up abruptly, and Chu Qiu ran over in disordered steps, holding a delicate purse in his hand, and threw it hard.A letter, silver dollars and gold all fell on Chufeng.

"Bastard!" Chu Qiu has never been reluctant to beat Chufeng, this is the first time, she wished to beat this unborn baby to death, the first time she didn't call her father or mother, but babbled and called her sister!

"Xiao Qiu!" Chu Qiu was comforted by the man in his arms, "Your stomach."

Chu Qiu roared out of control: "I'll kill you! I'll kill you, you fool! I'll let you kill! I'll let you..."

Chu Qiu was soft in the man's arms.

Chufeng stood stubbornly under the eaves. She bent down and put the money into her arms, and picked up the half-wet letter paper.

Ji Fengling doesn't like to talk, but she has beautiful and slender words.

"Xiaofeng, I'm sorry."

Chu Qiu gritted her teeth, wishing to tear up the letter paper immediately. She crumpled it until it almost crumbled, and after she was silent, she spread the paper flat and carefully wiped off the water droplets on it with the corner of her clothes.

——Xiaofeng, I'm sorry.

The pen and ink are blurred here, has Ji Fengling hesitated about how to confess, how to describe himself.

Chufeng wiped his face with his hands, and brought the kerosene lamp closer. When tears dripped on the paper, she would wipe them in a hurry.

[I am from Jingzhong. When I was young, I fled famine with my parents and went to the Li family. I grew up in Li's family and had a marriage contract with the young master.

After the war, the young master devoted himself to his ideals and entrusted me to take good care of the Li family. After he left for five years, countless people coveted the wealth of the Li family, so I could only go away with the master.

For so many years, the young master is not without a single letter. The guests you saw who came to the Li family sent messages every time, and they would take away a lot of gold and silver from the Li family every time, whether it was to fund wars or invest in building factories. Forget it, I just want news about the young master.

The master is nearly blind, and I have the final say on the misappropriation of the money in the account. I almost emptied the Li family, but I dare not reveal that the Li family's golden mountain is empty.

Defense by day and night, house thieves are difficult to guard against, the things I fear are still emerging, and I am afraid that I will become a plaything in the hands of others.

In order to delay time, I first reported that the master intends to accept me. In fact, the master has raised me for more than ten years, and he has long regarded me as his own son...

Through the mouth of the master, I heard that Li Jiayuan saved a sum of money in Jianzhong and left it to the descendants of the Li family.

Only the young master and the master know the password of the safe. The young master is missing and the master is dying. If there is a third person who can know this, it must be the third Li family member in my stomach...

I planned back and forth to protect the master, protect the Li family, and protect my perfect body until the young master returns.

Xiaofeng, the first time you and I met, I knew it.

The way you look at me is very similar to the way I stare at the young master obsessively.

I am shackled by Steward Fang and Po Zhou, I can't trust anyone, you are the only one who breaks the situation.

Xiaofeng, the young master is magnanimous and has great ambitions. He won't let you, and I don't want him to know about you and me.

Take this money, take brother Qin and your sister, and let's go.

——Monsoon Bell Book.

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On a rainy night, thunderstorms and lightning pierced the sky, Qin Shu packed his luggage overnight, and drove his carriage to Chu's house.

Chu Qiu dragged Chu Feng's hand, and Chu Feng struggled again and again, shouting: "I won't go!"

"go!"

The flashlight flashed across the sky, and someone shouted loudly in the distance. The young master of the Li family supervised the case of Mrs. Zhou for two consecutive days. The real culprit was deduced.

The news came out from the police station that Chu Qiu became a broken shoe that was going to be soaked in a pig cage, and Qin Shu became the second to enter the palace and wanted to come out again. It was even more difficult!

Chu Feng?It is said that she is very attentive to Miss Ji. During class, she would secretly draw portraits of women in class. After school, she would hide in the big tree outside the window of Li's house and stay secretly for half a day and a night.

Women and women!That's called mirror grinding!Shameless stuff!You need to throw dung at the door!

Qin Shu shouted: "Let's go! Quick..."

A few distant shouts pierced through the rain: "Murderers—catch them—"

Chu Feng broke free from Chu Qiu: "What will she do if I leave!"

"I won't go! Sis, you and Brother Qin can go!"

"sister--"

Chu Qiu roared: "You don't go! Do you want to die here with you! Xiaofeng!"

"sister."

The heavy rain made it difficult to open eyes, and Chufeng choked up: "She lied to me..."

"You still have a sister!" Chu Qiu hugged Chufeng, "Xiaofeng! And a sister!"

"And him," Chu Qiu took Chufeng's hand and placed it gently on his stomach, "We have a home now."

Chu Feng lost his soul, and was dragged by Chu Qiu onto the wooden plank behind his horse. Qin Shu raised his whip, stepped on the horse's hoof and splashed yellow mud, and carried them out of the water town.

The people from the police station rushed to nothing.

Several scenes were filmed for more than a week, and the rain scenes were difficult to set up, which was a test for the actors and staff.

An explosion scene on a rainy night was even more difficult. Shen Feng, art and photography drew stacks of storyboard paper for this scene, and the crew worked all night long for several nights.

The filming happened to coincide with a thunderstorm, and Shen Feng wanted to borrow a natural rain, but the staff who set up the scene were afraid that the lightning would strike, and all the equipment would be destroyed by then.

But no one spoke. Everyone wore raincoats and stuck to their posts, listening to Lin Ke and Wang Bingbing's roar in the wind and rain.

When Shen Feng shouted hoarsely, the whole team breathed a sigh of relief, the most difficult scenes were over, and it was enough to make up a few more shots.

Dawn broke in the sky, the clouds cleared and the fog cleared, Lin Ke stood there with red and swollen eye circles, and Xiao Wang helped her out of the carriage.

Lin Bingran came to pick her up in a raincoat and boots. Lin Ke seemed to be out of action, tears streaming down his cheeks uncontrollably.

"Go home." Lin Bingran said, wiping away the tears beside Lin Ke's side with his palm.

Shen Feng passed by, with a half-soaked cigarette in his mouth, he wrung out the wet clothes with his hands, and reminded Lin Bingran: "Don't irritate her."

Lin Bingran opened the door of Room 602 with his key card, held the doorknob half an arm's width away, and blocked Lin Ke's way into the room.

"Do you want to stay alone?" Lin Bingran asked.

Lin Ke grabbed Lin Bingran's hand and pushed open the door forcefully.

Lin Bingran was dragged in, the door knocked together, the light was not turned on, Lin Bingran didn't come to exclaim in the darkness, but Lin Ke suddenly pushed behind the door and kissed him.

From lips to teeth, Lin Bingran suppressed a muffled groan, and was warmed and weakened by Lin Ke's kiss.

Lin Ke was demanding fiercely, as if only in this way could she perceive Lin Bingran's existence, and she kept kissing Lin Bingran softly.

Both of them were breathless, and they could only stand firm by leaning against each other on the door.

Their fight was like the intertwining of two clouds, a soft and soft fight. Lin Ke's feet went limp, and Lin Bingran supported his body.

Lin Ke was not satisfied, so she pinched Lin Bingran's waist with both hands, and she shoveled up the hem of the latter's clothes and piled them up.

Lin Bingran frowned, feeling the pain for a second and then being overwhelmed by joy.

The pheromones are fused and then swallowed into two different bodies. They are crazily absorbing the taste of another person, like drinking fine wine, and get drunk in a while.

Lin Ke took Lin Bingran's hand, dropped the cell phone that was in the way, pulled Lin Bingran up with one hand above his head, and clasped the other behind his back.

Lin Ke rubbed Lin Bingran's sensitive parts repeatedly, and Lin Bingran was aroused with goosebumps. She was short of breath, and her body was trembling constantly. Just when she thought it would continue, Lin Ke let go of her short of breath.

The door was opened, and the light in the corridor saw a pair of eyes full of passion. Lin Bingran reacted for a long time, and the door of 602 was slammed shut in front of her.

Lin Bingran: "..."

The door creaked, and 602 opened a crack, and Lin Bingran's left cell phone and a black bra were pushed out of the door in a plastic bag.

The fingers hooked on the plastic bag curled twice, as if to say, take it away, don't give it away.

Lin Bingran: "..."

It seemed that Lin Bingran had solidified too obviously, the plastic bag was hooked back and pushed out again after a while.

"Punish you."

Lin Bingran suppressed his red face, pursed his lips and was speechless.

"..."

The plastic bag contained only one mobile phone.

The author has something to say: Dalin: Don't scold me, I am also very pitiful.