I got married with a big star contract in the world of dog blood

For a very short second, before Song Xuejing made any response, Lu Yan left.

click.

Song Xuejing's index finger pierced the food box.

He kept his previous movements, only his pupils dilated many times, he looked at Lu Yan in shock, confusion, and panic: "You—"

"Hush." ​​As soon as Song Xuejing spoke, Lu Yan's index finger pressed onto Song Xuejing's mouth.

Lu Yan bowed his head and whispered in his ear, "There are paparazzi."

Song Xuejing didn't dare to move.

Even though Lu Yan lowered his upper body, Song Xuejing's vision was completely blocked by him, and he couldn't see anything.

In front of him was Lu Yan's chest, and Song Xuejing could clearly hear Lu Yan's heartbeat.

Song Xuejing asked softly, "What is a paparazzi?"

Lu Yan laughed softly: "You can understand it as a reporter who takes pictures of the private lives of public figures as a gimmick."

Song Xuejing understood, and asked in a low voice, "Have they left?"

"No."

Song Xuejing had no choice but to keep still, and after waiting for a while, he asked again: "Are you leaving?"

"No."

Song Xuejing habitually licked the remaining sweetness on her lips. Just after she finished licking, she thought that Lu Yan had just kissed him...

Song Xuejing didn't know whether to withdraw the tip of her tongue...

No charge, strange.

Take it back, it's also strange.

While struggling, Lu Yan stood up straight and took Song Xuejing's hand.

Song Xuejing said "ah", and Lu Yan led him forward.

While walking, Lu Yan said: "They won't leave. Just catch up with me and keep an eye on me 24 hours a day."

Song Xuejing looked around from the corner of the eye.

There are not many people in the square, and there are two people looking at this side in the front left.

Is it them?

Song Xuejing looked at Lu Yan again and held his hand.

Do you have to hold hands if the paparazzi stares at you?

Song Xuejing walked for a while inexplicably, but still asked: "Do we have to hold hands?"

He stammered: "Lover, you don't have to hold hands."

Instead, Lu Yan held Song Xuejing's hand even tighter: "You're right. It's not because the lover wants to hold hands that I hold you."

Song Xuejing squeezed the box that was about to fall apart: "Then why do you..."

"I want you." Lu Yan tilted his head, his light brown pupils reflected Song Xuejing's profile, "Get used to me."

……

Lu Yan sent Song Xuejing home, and Song Xuejing looked back from time to time.

The people in the square did not follow.

Is it off work?

Then... Lu Yan doesn't need to go to his house anymore, right?

Song Xuejing typed up the draft several times in his mind, and when he walked downstairs, he plucked up the courage and was about to say goodbye to Lu Yan, but Lu Yan said first: "I won't go up. Tell me when you are free next week, and arrange to take pictures."

Song Xuejing immediately withdrew her hand and relaxed visibly to the naked eye.

He even raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "What photo are you taking?"

Lu Yan narrowed his eyes slightly: "Wedding photos."

Song Xuejing grabbed her trouser legs, they were just a fake marriage, and they didn't need to go through the same process as a real marriage.

He looked down at the ground: "Do you have to shoot? I can synthesize it."

Lu Yan was noncommittal, he grabbed Song Xuejing's hand again, pulled Song Xuejing's index finger in front of his eyes, and said, "The photos must be made public and a wedding photo will be made. Do you want to announce our marriage before the wedding is held?"

Song Xuejing pursed her lips and remained silent.

Lu Yan laughed again at this moment, and after confirming Song Xuejing's finger circumference, he let go of his hand: "You don't have to despair, at least you can save yourself the matter of choosing a wedding ring."

Song Xuejing's intentions were exposed, his face turned red, and he lowered his head even lower.

"Thank you."

he whispered.

A smile flashed in Lu Yan's eyes, looking at that hairy head, which was easy to touch, he reached out and rubbed it vigorously.

"You're welcome."

……

Song Xuejing entered the room and went through the calendar first to make sure there was no shift scheduled for next Saturday, so she sent the time to Lu Yan, turned on the mute and put down the phone, and went to work.

Song Yinan did not receive a call.

-

Song Yinan has been hospitalized these days.

On the day Song Xuejing and Lu Yan made the official announcement, he heard the news and fainted as soon as he came up.

After being sent to the hospital, Song Yinan woke up and said, "Contact a lawyer immediately! I want to sever the father-son relationship with Song Xuejing!"

"Calm down." Cai Liyao followed Song Yinan's back, "I just woke up, don't go into the operating room again, I can't help being scared a second time."

Song Yinan's heart suddenly softened, and he smiled: "Only you and Xingchen are good to me."

Cai Liyao leaned into Song Yinan's chest, without any expression on her face, but her tone was as gentle as water: "You are my husband and Xingchen's father. If we don't treat you well, who else can we treat well?"

"Yes." Song Yinan hugged Cai Liyao emotionally, "Fortunately, you brought the stars to me, if only Song Xuejing, that rebellious son."

Song Yinan snorted: "My Song family is going to die!"

"Husband." Cai Liyao changed the subject, "You want to prevent Xiaojing from marrying that celebrity."

Song Yinan sneered: "I don't care about him from now on, and I will cut off the relationship in the newspaper tomorrow, so as not to be pissed off by him."

Cai Liyao shook her head: "Husband, you forgot, that woman's will, once Xiaoxue gets married and starts a business, she can inherit all her inheritance."

Song Yinan completely forgot about it.

The Song family was formed by him and Song Xuejing's mother, each holding 20.00% of the shares.

After Song Xuejing's mother passed away, her shares were temporarily taken over by Song Yinan.

Song Yinan came to his senses, and his expression was serious instantly: "I almost forgot about it, I really can't let him get married, neither male nor female!" He frowned. "It's just that he is determined to be with that star now, what can I do?"

"If you want to get married, you must have a household registration book." Cai Liyao told her plan. "When he comes home, don't scold him, let alone beat him, and have a good meal with him."

"Shall I eat with him?" Song Yinan quit on the spot. "I am his old man, and he will accompany me if he wants to accompany me!"

Cai Liyao scolded: "Listen to me. Let's add some sleeping pills to the meal, and when he falls asleep, we'll send him on the plane to leave the country. Take good care of him so that the celebrity can never find him again."

Song Yinan excitedly kissed Cai Liyao: "You still have a way, just do it!"

Cai Liyao couldn't help laughing either, she lowered her head, full of joy.

After leaving the ward, Cai Liyao sent a text message to Shan Gu.

"Xiao Dan, you can choose a place where you want to live with Xiao Jing. When brother Xiao Jing comes out, Auntie will book the plane for you personally."

-

In the blink of an eye, it was Saturday, and several visitors came to Song Xuejing's residence early in the morning.

They are a stylist, a makeup artist, and several assistant girls.

Lu Yan asked them to do styling for Song Xuejing.

Song Xuejing had never been in contact with girls, let alone so many girls at once. He was surrounded by several girls stiffly and helplessly. .

After suffering for an unknown amount of time, the makeup artist finally said, "You can open your eyes."

Song Xuejing opened his eyes, but without looking at himself in the mirror, he whispered, "Thank you."

The stylist was twenty years older than Song Xuejing, and she said with admiration: "I understand why Lu Yan is getting married at the age of 20."

She winked at Song Xuejing: "She is so beautiful, she should hide it at home as soon as possible."

In the mirror, Song Xuejing was wearing a simple white shirt, smoky gray trousers, and black canvas shoes.

The hairstyle is a particularly refreshing short hair, with slightly shaved eyebrows and a little make-up.

Such a simple shape, but Song Xuejing's clean and dusty temperament has been brought to the extreme.

Song Xuejing's face immediately blushed, and she couldn't explain it, so she could only hold back her words.

"Thank you."

When they arrived at the shooting location, Song Xuejing's face was still blushing unreasonably.

After opening the door and getting off the car, familiar music wafted into Song Xuejing's ears.

Ultraman theme song?

He looked up, and there was already a long queue at the gate not far away, the voices were full of people, and the children were running around cheering.

The flow of people is even more exaggerated than the Spring Festival travel.

It's...a playground.

Song Xuejing had never been to the playground, his mother was in poor health and was busy with work, so she had no time to take him to the playground.

Later, when she grew up, she was able to come by herself, but Song Xuejing was afraid of crowded places, so she never came.

Song Xuejing swallowed with difficulty.

Want to take pictures here?

Uncontrollably restless, he stepped back unconsciously, and suddenly crashed into a familiar chest.

He turned his head, Lu Yan grabbed his left hand, and put a ring on his index finger, which fit perfectly: "Relax, the area we are shooting is not open."

……

"Come closer."

"Come closer."

"Forehead……"

The photographer shouted to Song Xuejing: "Your body is too tense, take a few deep breaths, don't be too nervous."

Song Xuejing took a deep breath, her body became even stiffer.

Seeing that the main picture was about to set, the photographer was a little anxious: "Why don't you take a picture of the back, I can't see..."

The photographer's voice stopped abruptly.

The setting sun was setting, passing through the top of the merry-go-round horse, beams of orange light fell down, Lu Yan stood beside the white horse, and leaned over to kiss Song Xuejing on the white horse.

Ka Ka Ka!

The photographer was so excited that he clicked the shutter repeatedly.

Song Xuejing was in shock, and again... Lu Yan kissed him again...

He moved his head back, the temperature on his lips still had a strong smell of mint.

"You..." Song Xuejing stammered. "again……"

Lu Yan's smile remained unchanged: "That's all right."

Song Xuejing didn't understand, but the photographer excitedly said to them, "It's so perfect! This picture will definitely be popular!"

Song Xuejing reacted.

It turned out that Lu Yan kissed him to end the photoshoot.

He felt a little relieved.

After the shooting was over, the staff were packing up the equipment. Song Xuejing got out of the carousel and walked towards the parking lot.

Walking through the open area, the familiar melody is still playing. A group of children are gathered in front of a stage, and there are already sporadic shouts: "Dijia! Dijia!"

Song Xuejing's pace slowed down.

He looked towards the stage, and the screen showed that Ultraman Tiga was performing at 6:30.

Song Xuejing turned his wrist to look at his watch, it was 6:25.

Only 5 minutes away.

Song Xuejing wanted to watch, so she put on her mask and walked to the stage.

The front of the stage was already full of people, and Song Xuejing stood at the end.

Still, he's taller than most kids and doesn't block his view.

The countdown started, and all the children in the audience were excited: "3, 2..."

Song Xuejing also looked forward to the stage.

A hand of Ultraman Tiga has been exposed in the corner of the stage.

"1! Tiga!"

The children shouted in unison.

At the same time, they sprung up like mushrooms after rain, and they were all hugged or carried by their parents.

In an instant, he was much taller than Song Xuejing.

Song Xuejing was stunned, he could only hear the sound effects of the battle, and could not see the performance at all.

"..."

Song Xuejing touched her nose annoyed.

To be able to...

A little taller would be nice.

He thought and turned to leave.

As soon as he turned around, he almost bumped into the man behind him again.

Song Xuejing looked up and saw Lu Yan, and blurted out: "Why are you here?"

Lu Yanhui: "Come up."

Song Xuejing: "Huh?"

Lu Yan grabbed Song Xuejing's left arm and lifted him up with a little force.

"Lend me your shoulder."

The author says:

感谢在2022-07-3022:05:04-2022-07-3122:29:02期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

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