Hanyu's former boyfriend club

Waking up lazily in the air-conditioned room on the bed in the morning, the aftereffects of hangover caused her to frown frequently.After taking a nap after drinking tea, it was already noon when I woke up in a daze. Thinking about the afternoon announcement, I sighed inadvertently from the corner of my mouth, got up and staggered to the bedroom while leaning on the wall.

The white chiffon camisole highlighted the graceful figure, the sky blue denim shorts wrapped the snow-white legs, and the milky white high-heeled shoes perfectly set off the beautiful curves of the legs.

The sound of high-heeled shoes rubbing against the floor gradually faded away, and the nanny's car slowed down and entered the parking lot at the corner.

Walking into the scene and saying hello to Wang Jiaer, the red lips and smile became brighter and brighter.Perhaps because of my online relationship, the magazine invited the two of them to shoot the cover.

She went to put on makeup, the breeze brushed her cheeks, and her hair fluttered around her ears. She was wearing a milky white suspender dress, with a few strands of hair scattered around her delicate shoulder blades, and her clean face was fresh and agile.

Single photos were taken first, followed by double photos.For the concept of intimate lovers, Wang Jiaer is really a little difficult to digest.Regarding the cameraman's suggestion of getting closer and closer, he had no way to start, but first chose to gently hold her hand.

She and him walked along the tree-shaded path with their fingers clasped together, looking forward to each other and looking back, lingering affection secretly grew.The low-heeled sandals on the soles of the feet lightly touch the pebbles, and the skirts and dresses are swaying in place.

The fountain in the distance attracted her attention, the corners of her mouth curled up like a child, and slyness flashed in her eyes, she leaned closer to the spring, the catkins were playing with the clear water, she suddenly got up, and flung the clear water at him with the palm of her hand.

After succeeding in the prank, she began to dodge the attacking water drops, her dress was soaked and her beautiful curves were exposed, when she suddenly looked back, she raised the hem of her skirt and ran towards his embrace, her eyes touched with lingering affection.

The head is deflected, the eyelids are lying on the silkworms, giving people the pure and friendly feeling of the girl next door, and the smile at the corner of the mouth is always pure and beautiful like a gardenia.

The next scene is the tea break in the afternoon, with fine sunlight shining on her cheeks, the coffee cups on the coffee table are exquisitely textured, and the cups emit dense mist.

Leaning on his chest, she half-lyed on the velvet sofa, turned over to one side in a flash, flipped through the books with her legs dangling with her fingertips.The illusion of peace and tranquility hit her heart, she frowned to avoid the camera, and returned to normal in an instant.

Jiaochen laughed and played with him, the earlobe pearl earrings were shining in the sun, after playing tired, she lazily leaned on his shoulder to rest, the air was filled with the fragrance of flowers, the two looked up at each other, the water in her eyes was sparkling and attractive pity.

His heart beat instantly, his cheeks were flushed and his eyes were drooping, the atmosphere was ambiguous and sweet.

After finishing the shooting, he leaned over to watch the photos with the crowd, praised the professionalism of the two, bowed and thanked the staff, and prepared to leave.

She breathed a sigh of relief and was just about to go back to remove her makeup, but her eyes must have flashed for a long time to see things a little blurry, and she staggered as she walked and was about to fall, but a certain figure supported her.She looked at Wang Jiaer who was very close in front of her in surprise, blushed unnaturally and hurriedly got up from him and blushed to thank him.

He leaned sideways and whispered in her ear: "Do you want to sit on the rooftop?"

Some rusty people pushed away from the roof, and with a squeak, the cold wind poured in. They couldn't help shivering, but their eyes glanced out.He walked over and leaned against the railing, without opening his mouth to break the icy atmosphere between the two, he just tilted his head and looked at her side face.

She walked over quietly, stood beside him and murmured, "What are you looking for me for?"

"I want to see you." It was only a week since the last trip together, but he still wanted to see her every second.

After speaking, he hugged her tightly, almost wanting to melt her into his body before he was reconciled. He lowered his head slightly and buried her in the hollow of her neck, smelling the familiar fragrance that belonged to him.

She was inexplicably flustered, but said in a cold tone, "Wang Jiaer, don't pretend to be real."

He left her hug without saying a word, sitting on the edge of the eaves of the roof, turning his face to the side and staring straight ahead, but his gaze was a bit misty.

The wind blew the girl's hair with an indescribable mistyness. She still ignored her calmly, her clothes were slightly disheveled and she looked up at the sky slightly.He secretly lamented that the young girl was already proficient in fascinating people, but he himself was not easily tempted.

His eyes fluttered slightly, and his lips took a deep breath to relieve the inexplicable irritability.

He found the yoga mat he didn't know where, and he hugged her and lay down on it, embracing and sleeping. The woman was buried in the man's arms, her long black hair unintentionally resting on the man's shoulders, and the pink breath permeated the air.

The light slanted on them through the gaps in the tall buildings, and the woman vaguely felt warm and lazily closed her eyes like a cat, and subconsciously rubbed against the man's chest.

Confined in a small space by his powerful and slender arms, he could only rest his head obediently on his chest. His nose smelled the pleasant mint scent on the man's body, and the corners of his mouth could not help but feel warm and moved closer involuntarily.

He gently held the woman's face and left a slight mark on his lips: "I won't like you."

The slightly hoarse low voice lingered on the roof, and the unique tone of the man seemed to be seductive and charming.The sudden beating of her heart seemed to herald something to come, and the sudden lost heartbeat made her deep eyes dim.

Under the sunlight, there seems to be a halo around him, making him seem inexplicably lonely.They lay quietly without talking, and waited for some time for all the staff members to disperse before going down to the rooftop.

In autumn, the temperature difference span is astonishingly large. When I go out, I feel that the temperature in the breeze is a bit low. I feel that the clothes are thin, no matter what.Before she could speak, he took off his coat and put it on her body, smiled and ran into the distance, disappearing completely.

Even though she had a mobile phone in her hand, she didn't want to call and ask her agent to pick it up, lest he see Wang Jiaer's coat and nag.Sitting slowly on the street alone, no one noticed him wearing a peaked cap.

Shuttle in Ambilight, the destination is KTV, put on your hat obediently.As soon as you enter the door, there is a strong rhythm music that makes people dizzy, red men and green women, green women and red men.After the filming ended, Kim Heechul called her and said he wanted to introduce friends, so she came here.

Entering the private room, the sound insulation effect is very good, which cuts off the hustle and bustle outside, and chuckled a few times looking at the appearance of the uncle Kim Heechul.Once again, she chose to ignore his instructions and obediently filled herself with a glass of low-strength wine. After all, she didn't want to get drunk and couldn't go home.

Leaning halfway between the sofas, he couldn't answer the conversation with Kim Heechul next to him, but from the corner of his eye, he glanced at Long Junheng who was singing under the light from time to time. Under the dim and warm light, his skin became more and more fair and angular. The lips also add a layer of honey color to look attractive.

"Have you ever heard of Xiaoshenbang?" Kim Heechul looked at the girl beside him lightly, his thin lips slightly raised, and he whistled softly, clapping his hands to gather her attention.

The author has something to say:

Don't worry, I won't like you.

Because I love you.