Stop fishing, can't stand it

Song Xueyan: I was shocked.

Double curtains blocked the last ray of light, the bedroom was pitch black, the air conditioner was turned on very low, Song Xueyan's half face was pressed under the spring and autumn quilt, and she returned to Yanqi's bedroom half asleep and half awake.

The layout of the two bedrooms was basically the same, but with Yan Qi's move in, that bedroom had a facelift and was obviously more lively.The fresh and clean smell of lime spread around the house, like a huge net, eating up Song Xueyan.

"Warning you, don't force me to bully the big with the small."

As soon as Yan Xi's words came out, Song Xueyan paused, but Yan Xi smiled and could not see the slightest malice, so he reasonably guessed that Yan Xi was just pretending to scare him.

"Children who rebel will be beaten." He kindly advised.

Hearing this, Yan Qi glanced at him for a long time, his gaze went from top to bottom, and then from bottom to top, wishing he could turn it over and look at him clearly from front to back, inside and out.

"It's just you? It's not a problem if I knock you down with one hand." Yan Qi tapped the breast duct in his hand, and made a muffled soft sound, as if provocative, "Would you like to try?"

"Farewell." Song Xueyan raised her eyebrows slightly, looking contemptuous, "Make yourself so fragrant, don't fall down later, and have to wash it again."

A small piece of white body lotion overflowed from the packaging tube, sticking to Yan Qi's fingertips, and he wiped it on his knees, rubbing it evenly.

Yan Qi stood up, he was half a head taller than Song Xueyan, and he felt a little more oppressive invisibly.

Sensing something, Song Xueyan subconsciously took half a step back.

The breasts of her body fell on the carpet with a muffled sound, and Song Xueyan was held by Yan Qi's shoulders and pressed on another couch.

The white cotton was dragged out, and Song Xueyan kicked Yan Qi's abdomen with her bare feet, kicked him back two steps, quickly reached out to hold the back of the sofa, and used her strength to turn over the back of the sofa.As soon as his feet touched the carpet, Yan Qi attacked again, wrapped his arms around his waist, and threw him onto the bed behind him.

The muffled hum was tucked in the wind of the air conditioner.

Song Xueyan raised her leg against Yan Qi's chest, her tone was a little unstable, "You—"

Yan Qi supported the bed with his arms, "The last one who provoked me was beaten to the point of crying by me, and the one who was taken back by the parents in the end, now he calls me Dad when we meet. The one you have seen is that bastard Wang Yuchuan .”

Song Xueyan lowered her voice, "You beat him up like this too?"

"No." Yan Qi was quite cold, "If you fall over your shoulder and step on his butt, he won't be able to turn over."

Song Xueyan stretched out her hand to hold Yan Qi's arm propped on his waist, struggling hard, but failed.He had no choice but raised his eyes and said, "Get up."

Yan Qi couldn't afford it, and pressed down even lower.He bit Song Xueyan with his eyes, unwilling to let go of any ripples on that face, Song Xueyan broke his arm, and he pressed Song Xueyan's hand backhand.

Song Xueyan adjusted her breathing and said, "Are you going to hit me? Or do you want to hear me call you that too?"

"I don't even want to." Yan Qi said, "I've read all your works."

This topic was caught off guard, Song Xueyan was taken aback, "So what?"

"Before, I haven't watched any of your dramas, not because they are bad, but because I don't like to watch realistic themes with a heavy tone. There is no way, this is a matter of orientation." Yan Qi looked at Song Xueyan, his tone Some remorse, "But when I finished those dramas, I felt that you acted really well. Many scenes have been floating in my mind, which left a deep impression on me. I regret that I didn't discover it at the first time. They, almost missed them."

Yan Qi showed her admiration bluntly, but Song Xueyan turned her eyes a little evasively, "The fate between you and them didn't come before, but now it's here."

"Do you still remember "Thirteen Palaces"? An orthodox martial arts drama, in which you played a supporting role who is both good and evil, called Bai Lu." When Song Xueyan nodded slightly, Yan Qi let out a "wow", " There are a few fighting scenes in it. You look so good when you fight, your movements are elegant and powerful, and you are so smooth. I think this is an effective appearance. There are not many scenes, but every scene is a selling point. There are highlights of Bailu's fighting scenes on the Internet , the playback volume is extremely high, I have contributed at least [-] times the playback volume. The first barrage in my life is also posted for you!"

Song Xueyan was so flattered by the praise that she lost half of her strength in raising her feet.

Yan Qi vowed, "I will watch "Dangerous Vision" after it airs."

Speaking of "Dangerous Phenomenon", Song Xueyan thought of An Shigou.He raised his eyelids, glanced at Yan Qi, and said pretending to be unintentional: "Then when you watch this drama, you can pay more attention to the other protagonist."

"I came to see you, I only pay attention to you." Yan Qi didn't hear any subtext, and said to himself, "Of course, I will also appreciate other roles, and I will also learn from good performances. "

Song Xueyan had a seizure, and the hand suppressed by Yan Qi moved slightly, and scratched the back of Yan Qi's hand with difficulty.

Yan Qi was tickled and pressed down like a threat, but he was too strong to hold back, Song Xueyan's feet just rubbed against the fabric on his chest, and slid up, her whole leg It became a shoulder-hanging posture.

"Uh……"

"Ah!" The pupils of the two dilated at the same time, Song Xueyan was more introverted and just moistened her eyes, but Yan Qi blushed all of a sudden from the base of her neck.

This scene is too weird!

Yan Xi tensed his body, and subconsciously wanted to get up, but Song Xueyan firmly grasped his palm because of his movements.This time he didn't get up, Yan Qi was dragged back again, so desperately, the two bumped into each other even tighter!

The sound of breath overflowing from Song Xueyan's lips was extremely weak, but it was especially obvious in the suffocating silence.He looked at Yan Qi without speaking, all the emotions in his eyes were disturbed together, making Yan Qi unable to see clearly.

The scorching heat in his ears made Yan Qi's brain go blank. Song Xueyan was lying on top of him, covered by a black sheet like fresh snow. It's a look that's totally different from usual.

No one moved or made a sound, the two of them stuck together stiffly, and it was impossible to tell who made the movement first.

Time was torn apart in embarrassment, and the scorching hardness almost melted the fresh snow.

Song Xueyan finally couldn't bear it anymore, she let go of the quilt that she was clutching in a mess with her other hand, pushed Yan Qi some distance away with all her strength, and then kicked him away.

Yan Qi staggered a few steps back, but suddenly heaved a sigh of relief. Before he had time to say anything, Song Xueyan had already fallen to the ground, and kicked up again.

Yan Qi fell backwards on the single sofa, and the white dog doll squatting on the back of the sofa was knocked forward, just lying on his head.Yan Qi didn't respond, he looked at Song Xueyan whose eyes were reddened, and felt cowardly.

Song Xueyan closed her collar, stared at him condescendingly, and remained silent for a long time.

Gradually, Yan Qi couldn't bear the thousands of knives and arrows in his eyes, squatted down and moved a few steps, took the initiative to gather two white slippers, and put them back at Song Xueyan's feet.He stuffed the dog doll into Song Xueyan's hands flatteringly, and whispered, "Don't, don't catch a cold."

"Uh..." Song Xueyan gripped the doll tightly, raised her foot——

Yan Qi stretched out his hand out of nowhere, and put it on for him unskillfully.

Song Xueyan left, and the door made a dull sound.

Yan Qi looked up at the end of the bed.Xuebai has been moved away, and the smell of Song Xueyan seems to be left on the black blanket, a faint wisp, but it is impossible to ignore.

The inexplicable impulse still stood upright, and even burned the fire to the throat, Yan Xi's throat was dry, and he stared straight at the end of the bed.

"Hold."

The summer night rainstorm came suddenly, frantically knocking on the outside window in the middle of the night.

Song Xueyan woke up from the dream, raised her head, put the back of her head against the pillow, bent her knees, and hummed intermittently from her throat.

The puppet was lying on his face, covering up this secret surge.

The bathroom separated by a wall was drizzling, Yan Qi propped up the cold and wet wall, the water sprayed from the bathroom heater engulfed his breath, and the warm yellow lights engulfed him from all directions, and the ferocious desire/desire had nowhere to hide.

After the same rain, the two grabbed their quilts and lost sleep together.

The next afternoon, when Song Xueyan walked out of the bedroom, Yan Qi hadn't come back yet.

Yan Qi has a lot of fighting scenes in the play, so today he will go to the martial arts show alone.According to Fang Zhouji's usual arrangement, the crew will organize special training for newcomers and actors who are not good at acting for a period of one to three months.

But Yan Qi's fight scene during the audition was so beautiful that he won the hearts of Fang Zhouji and Wu Zhi of this play in one fell swoop, and made an exception to lift him out of the special training class.

Song Xueyan poured half a glass of warm water, sat on the sofa and read the schedule sent by Han Dongling.

Tonight, the film crew will hold a kick-off banquet. Both the cast and crew and the producer will participate, and the investors will also send people to come, but the specific candidates are not sure.

The form with black letters on a white background was detailed and neat, and Song Xueyan's eyes were blurred when she looked at it, and she remembered Yan Qi last night.The scorching heat that had finally dissipated gathered up again, forming an empty mass, and he quickly downed half a glass of water.

It was still early, he put on his shoes, and decided to go to Fang Zhouji's house, to give some gifts to the elders, and to see the prince by the way.

After a while, the phone rang and a WeChat message popped up.

A schedule for the opening banquet was left in the group, and the crew immediately became lively, and the chief director's assistant specially invited him in the group.

Song Xueyan followed the team to reply "received", but found that Yan Qi hadn't replied yet.

Lovely and true beauty Chen Wanlu: [May I ask who is here from the investors? @红豆兴贵 Fang Zhouji]

Shaobai, a handsome guy with no nose job: [Who do you want? (sinister smile)】

Lovely and true beauty Chen Wanlu: "Fu Yanle!"

Shao Bai, a handsome guy with no nose job: "Can't it? Although our drama is invested by Yaoguang, it can only be regarded as an entertainment project under Zongchen Group. I think it may be the person in charge of the Yaoguang TV project team."

A series of echoes jumped out from below.

Lovely and true beauty Chen Wanlu: [Don't forget that Fu Yanle's little treasure @饺子大王唐萨白, and his wife @红豆消除团团长 Song Xueyan are hidden in our crew.Let's show off your magical powers, you two, I want to see my male god! (cry)】

Chen Wanlu once played the role of Song Xueyan's younger sister in "Black Cliff", and this time she played the role of Xiao Zhenyue's imperial sister in "Admiring the White Jade Steps".Song Xueyan was not a passionate person, but Chen Wanlu was a playful and lovely girl in his impression, and once helped him avoid trouble once.

Just as he was about to reply, another @-@ object jumped out.

The Dumpling King Tang Wanbai: 【This palace has fallen out of favor! (Crying) Please kneel and beg @红豆消除团团团宋雪燕】

Another series of kneeling and begging, but I didn't dare @宋雪燕.

Song Xueyan looked at the excitement of this group, and replied: [Kneel begging @果果cake护团队第一极士手风士 Yanqi]

The author says:

Yan Qi: I dare not speak at all.

Babies, no change tomorrow, see you the night after tomorrow——

In the past two days, I tried homemade beverages of oolong tea + black coffee / oolong tea + pure milk. How should I put it?

After matching, the tea has no tea taste, the milk has no milk taste, and the coffee is not bitter, and each has lost its soul.

But it's not bad after freezing, with a slight taste.

On the contrary, scented tea candy + pure milk looks like milk tea after freezing.