Boyfriend Meng A, from ancient times

Chapter 132 End·Part [-]: The running-in of the old man

I have changed from 0.75 branches of flowers to one branch of flowers, and my work is more and more inclined to make movies, and He Shi is the same.

Although the career is developing well, inevitably, our work gradually becomes inconsistent, and we spend more and more time apart. I often film in Tiannan and he records variety shows in Haibei.

But Xiao Bie is better than a newlywed, no, he said yesterday that work is over, and he will go straight to my place to visit the class, and he will be here soon.

On an emotional level, I am very happy.But on a physical level, I'm shivering now.

Or to go back to that sentence, Xiaobie is better than a newlywed, so what should a newlywed do?It must be a bridal chamber, and it is the "win" version of the bridal chamber.

So let's go back to the very beginning, I'm already the age of a flower, so, it's a bit unbearable to be true.

This is the bitter fruit of finding a young boyfriend. Ten years of sex, followed by decades of pain.Especially, my little boyfriend, he belongs to the enhanced version of racial advantage.

Look, the enhanced version is here. It has a bigger frame than when I was 19 years old. It has wider shoulders, thinner waist and longer legs. At just the right age, I am full of energy in all aspects, and I love to laugh a lot more than before.

He trotted over to give me a big hug, and gave me a loud kiss on the side of my face. He was so big, he nestled on my shoulder and neck and kept rubbing, kissing the back of my mottled neck.

That's right, the back of my neck can already be described as mottled, tooth marks and hickey marks are nothing, but the layers of bloodstains are shocking, but they just look scary, in fact, they don't hurt.

This is the real pseudo-marker, his pheromone has been integrated into my flesh and blood, so that I can only feel the fusion and pleasure.

He raised his head after kissing enough, and frowned, "You smell like three kinds of perfume."

I immediately rolled my eyes, "It's because of your nose."

He was very dissatisfied with my reaction, so he let me go, took two steps back, hugged his chest, and looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, ah, no, it was looking up at the roof of the lounge.

I had no choice but to follow him, he hid, so I simply pressed him against the wall and imprisoned him with my whole self, "Ah Shi, look at your age, brother Meng, okay, I'm just going to flirt with women, would they want to talk to me?"

He was clearly explaining, but he seemed to be even more angry. He clasped my waist and pressed me in front of the dressing table, turned on the screen saver of his mobile phone, and pinched my chin to let me look in the mirror.

I saw his screen saver in the mirror, it was taken on our wedding day, I was toasting to someone, he called me, I turned my head, and the photo was still frozen on my smile.

I heard him biting my ear and saying, "Look for yourself, is there any difference?"

This has been different for ten years, how can there be no difference, how thick this kid is with my filter, just wait, let me show him a live version in front of the mirror for everyone to find fault with.

I looked in the mirror, looking for evidence of my aging complexion, eyes...no change, nose...same, skin...better after making money and buying expensive skin care products, mouth. ..Why is it getting longer and fuller?

What to do, it seems to be a bit of a flower, and no one will believe me when I go out and say that I am 25.

So he sneered, "Okay, there are so many crew members on the set, you have to understand my job."

Alas, he also bullied me that I don't have his dog nose, otherwise I don't believe that I can't smell ten or eight perfumes when he drove the car all the way.

I turned my hand and patted his lower back, "Don't press me down, there is one last scene, I'll be back in a while."

I pushed back, but it didn't work as expected. He tilted his head and looked at me in the mirror, "We haven't seen each other for 53 days."

I refuted him, "Three days are still more than two hours away."

Now he was happy, and kissed the tooth marks that might appear on my ears in a comforting manner, "Brother misses me too."

Well, I miss him, but I count these days not because of missing him, but because of "psychological shadow".During the time I was with him, the biggest truth I learned was that I learned a lot from a pitfall.

Because once, six years ago, he came to visit the set, and I happened to play a sad role, so I had such a slight, slight, negligible indifference to him.

But only on set.

After returning to the hotel, after I played the show, he held hands, hugged and kissed me, but he refused at the last step. It was also because he was going to work at [-] o'clock tomorrow morning, so it was understandable.

But he was dissatisfied, and it could even be said that he had a big outburst. I almost never saw him with such a cold face, and he didn't ask my opinion, and he directly pressed me against the bathroom wall for peeling and cleaning.

Originally, it was late to finish work, and tomorrow started early, so I didn't want to mess around with him.

At that time, I didn't understand the point of his anger. He resisted desperately, like a fight. I thought it was some kind of mutated letter.

In the end, I used some invincible egg-flying eggs to push him away. He hit his back against the wall, bowed his head and remained silent for a long time. I was afraid that I had scratched his little brother, and that was true. Hurting others is not beneficial to oneself.

It wasn't until I clearly saw a bean-sized tear fall to the ground that I realized what I might have overlooked.

I quickly posted it to see what happened to him, and he accused me with misty eyes, "Do you know we haven't seen each other for a few days?"

I was taken aback, and after thinking about it, I still couldn’t count clearly, but it was about three months.

Because the film I made at that time was also the work of Director Wang, his works really easily make people fall into emotions, and I unconsciously reduced the frequency of contact with He Shi.

The hardworking type is still not as good as the talented type. I can't easily get out of the plot, but he can perfectly distinguish the roles and miss me after every cut.

This is so unfair.

I kissed his eyes and said sorry to him.

He sniffed, "We haven't seen each other for 96 days. The last time you replied on WeChat with more than ten words was three days ago, and you still don't remember anything."

At that time, I felt that my heart was smashed by his tears. I hugged him and kept kissing every piece of skin on his face, saying that I would never do this again, I promise.

He asked me, what about your sincerity?

I knew what he meant, I dedicated my hands, legs, and mouth to him, and it was inevitable that I only slept for three hours in the end, but I didn't think it mattered.

The so-called "psychological shadow" was never because of his cold face to me, or how long I was tortured, how much I slept, and how tired I was.

I just don't want to see that kind of tears flow from his eyes again, the sharpness can split other people's hearts, it hurts me.

Of course, when he is not sad, I still like to watch him pretending to be nothing.

Speaking of now, he is hugging me in front of the dressing table, happy for me counting the days, I will feel that he is so satisfied, as if no matter what I do, I just need to give him a little sweetness.

But I swear to the death that I will not be a scumbag, I will give him a lot of sweets, lollipops, cakes, and candy houses.

Maybe I also dislike being upright, saying that I can't bear it, but I can't control my hands.

I took my mobile phone out of my trouser pocket and opened the order interface of an app, "Jiang Zhengchen recommended it to me, wait until I finish filming the last scene, okay? I don't have a show tomorrow morning."

He looked at my phone interface.

[Love Hotel*Passionate Night*Plenty of Service*Free Oil Sets]

He told me with practical responses, yes, very good.

When he was like this before, I would be at a loss, but now, I was relieved, rubbed his wrist bone, and wanted to ask if he could let me go now.

But life is full of surprises and scares.

The door lock has been broken for a few days, and it doesn't work as a lock. Xiao Yang pushed the door open and entered, "Brother Meng, go over and try the light, and it will be—"

"Oh! Sao Rui, I didn't know Xiao He was here, goodbye!"

Tsk tsk tsk, the time has changed, the place has changed, but the people around me and the embarrassment that follows them are still the original formula.

Those who used to feel embarrassed and shy, now laugh it off and regard it as precious.

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