After the Official Announcement of the OO Love with the Actress

Hengdian, winter night.

Lu Tu: "Ah!"

Lin Ke was so frightened by this sound that he almost stepped on the ice and walked out, "Hey, I was shocked."

Lu Tu flashed a flashlight: "It's too cold, is it going to snow?"

Lin Ke shook his head, put his legs together, hissing.

Lu Tu quickly supported Lin Ke, both of them were wrapped in thick down jackets and stepped on the bare ground like two bulky penguins.

Lin Ke held his knee awkwardly: "Hi, it hurts."

Lu Tu: "Diaoweiya is like this, remember to put some medicine on the wound when you go back, want me to help you?"

Lin Ke shook his head, "I painted it myself."

"Can you paint it on the back?" Lu Tu asked.

Lin Ke: "No problem, I can touch the navel with my backhand."

Lu Tu nodded and helped Lin Ke go back, "There are still a few days for the New Year's Eve, and the whole crew will have a New Year's Eve dinner together, so I won't be lonely."

"I'm fine," Lin Ke smiled, "I'll give you a holiday, buy a ticket to go home."

Lu Tu hurriedly shook his head: "Forgive me, I'd rather work overtime, go back and have a blind date, what alpha, beta...you can have three dates a day!"

Lin Ke: “…”

Back to the hotel, Zhu Mo sent a message asking Lin Ke to go to 403 to eat hot pot. Lin Ke wanted to review the script, but said nothing and got into the bathroom.

"Okay!" Lin Ke said, and when he heard the door was closed, he pushed open the bathroom door and came out.

Lin Ke was wrapped in a bath towel and dressed like a tube top skirt. She moved the floor-to-ceiling mirror at the entrance to the bedroom, and sat at the end of the bed to apply medicine to herself.

The phone rang, Lin Bingran's video call popped in, Lin Ke pulled up a coat, and clicked it without thinking.

"Are you done?" Lincoln asked.

Lin Bingran hummed, her voice a little tired: "What are you doing?"

Lin Ke coughed lightly, "Look at the script."

Lin Bingran: "Where's the script?"

Lin Ke stood up, glanced around the bed, and said, "In the living room."

Lin Bingran sighed lazily, "Don't lie."

Lin Ke: “…is applying medicine.”

"Well, there is a drama of hanging Weiya today," Lin Bingran said with certainty, "is it stronger than before?"

Lin Ke nodded, "How do you know?"

Lin Bingran: "Guess, the little face is pale, have you finished applying the medicine?"

Lin Ke: "No."

"Apply now," Lin Bingran said, "Let me see if the injury is serious?"

Dang Weiya, the inner thighs, waist and back are all blue marks.

Lin Ke blushed, suspecting that Lin Bingran did it on purpose.

Lin Ke dragged a stool and found a place to support the phone, "Can you see it?"

Lin Bingran: "How do you wipe it?"

Lin Ke: "To the mirror."

Lin Bingran hummed, Lin Ke put the phone on the chair, Lin Bingran could see her applying the medicine, and a quarter of her body.

"I can't see it." Lin Bingran said suddenly.

Lin Ke got up and moved the phone to ensure that Lin Bingran could see the whole side.

"I still can't see it." Lin Bingran said.

Lin Ke blushed completely, "Where did you say it was."

Lin Bingran snorted and said, "Where should I put it in the mirror, I'll help you see if it's wiped."

Lin Ke's face turned into a cooked shrimp, "You, you..."

Lin Bingran urged: "Hurry up, or I will be sleepy, I will sleep when I am sleepy, and hang up when I sleep."

Lin Ke: “…”

The two have been out of video for almost a week, and Lin Bingran's drama has about two weeks to complete, so he is so busy that he doesn't even have time to eat. I'm tired of Lin Bingran.

As soon as Lin Bingran said that, she was also a little itchy.

Like an ant crawling on her heart, Lin Ke swallowed.

Lin Bingran: "Then I'll hang up."

Lin Ke: "No!"

Lin Bingran raised his eyebrows and looked at her with a smile on his head while leaning on the pillow.

Lin Ke put the phone beside the mirror and put his hands on his chest when he bent down.

"What are you covering up for?" Lin Bingran's voice was slightly hoarse.

Lin Ke pursed her lips, and after appearing on the camera, she heard the sound of rummaging through boxes.

Lin Bingran frowned: "Hurry up and apply the medicine."

Lin Ke came back two minutes later, took the ointment and sat back at the end of the bed, "I went and put on some underwear."

There was no sound on the phone for a while, and the screen of the mobile phone was too small, so Lin Ke could only vaguely distinguish, Lin Bingran was staring at her through the screen.

Quiet, Lin Ke's palms sweated, and the medicine tube fell off several times. She hurriedly grabbed it, and couldn't help tightening the back of her feet. There was an itch in the pain.

Lin Ke finished painting the wound on his waist, lifted the hem of the bathrobe, and there were dazzling streaks on his thighs.

Lin Bingran: "Too squeamish."

Lin Ke was startled: "What?"

"The skin is too squeamish." Lin Bingran said.

Lin Ke pursed her lips, "It won't be like this if you wear a cocoon."

Lin Bingran squinted his eyes and asked, "Does mine have cocoons?"

"What?"

Lin Bingran: "Here."

Lin Ke approached the screen, Lin Bingran looked down at his legs.

Lin Ke's face lit up, "No, no, very smooth."

Lin Bingran: "How do you know it's smooth."

"Touched, touched, didn't you?" said Lin Ke.

Lin Bingran pulled the Khmer quilt, indented into the quilt, covering half of his face, his eyes twinkled like fireflies, and asked, "Finished?"

"No."

Lin Ke grabbed the slippery tube and continued to apply the medicine. During the period, he scratched the glands, only to find that the itch came not only from the wound, not only from the glands, but also from the heart.

Lin Bingran kept staring at her.

Lin Ke: "Painted, have you painted it?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore?" Lin Bingran asked.

Lin Ke shrank his feet and shook his head.

Lin Bingran licked her moist lips, "I have to go down a bit."

Lin Ke turned around, took off her bathrobe, the snow-like white bathrobe was piled around her waist, she squeezed out the ointment, tilted her head to the mirror and smeared the scar on her back.

Lin Bingran was distressed, but the two were so far apart, she could only say something to divert Lin Ke's attention.

Lin Bingran: "Hmm."

"What's wrong?" Lincoln asked nervously.

They hadn't seen each other for more than two months. Lin Ke lost a little more weight for filming, and her shoulders were thin. She was afraid...she would not look good...

"You look like I'm applying medicine, I feel like..."

Lin Bingran pursed his lips, opened his lips, and secreted liquid from the tip of his tongue. After swallowing, he said, "It's like you are watching me masturbating/masturbating."

The moving fingertips seemed to be another person, ready to ignite the blood at any time, and tug at the bones and bones to ignite the fire together, Lin Ke put on the bathrobe and completely covered himself.

Lin Bingran laughed and hit the quilt with his fists.

Lin Ke slowed his breath, turned his head and scolded: "I'm clearly looking at myself in the mirror!"

Lin Bingran: "Well, I don't believe it."

Lin Ke: “…”

Lin Ke applied the medicine all over, and there was a smell of medicine in the quilt, complaining: "I don't smell anymore."

"Then I'll change the notes to a medicine jar." Lin Bingran said.

"No!" said Linke.

"Huh?"

"Sika deer sounds so nice," Lin Ke chuckled, "It sounds like a pair with Dalmatians."

Lin Bingran shot himself in the foot: "…"

The New Year is approaching, and Hengdian is getting colder.

It was snowing over Lin Bingran's side, so Lin Ke let Lutu buy a bunch of warm babies online to send to Lin Bingran, and then bought a hot air blower. After filming this point and turning to that point, Guo Rongrong has gone wrong several times just to get takeout.

In the early morning of the twenty-ninth year of the new year, the crew ended two big plays. Gu Bai showed mercy and gave the whole crew a day off. Lin Ke was going to go back to the hotel to sleep until the evening of the 30th year of the new year. After making a phone call, I went to have a New Year's dinner with the entire crew, and came back to make a video with Lin Bingran after the meal, and started filming again on the first day of the new year.

Lin Ke planned well, but he was a little embarrassed to look at Lu Tu.

"You're not going home yourself." Lin Ke said, looking at Lu Tu's face with a lawsuit and calling his family with guilt.

The road back to the hotel was slippery and cold, Lin Ke wrapped himself tightly and listened to Lu Tu's call.

"I said I was busy with work! How could it be possible!" Lu Tu said.

Lu Tu: "How old am I! I don't have a blind date!"

"What? Second aunt wants to introduce someone to me again?" Lu Tu growled, "The one she introduced last year, the pheromone smells like stinky feet! The one the year before last smelled like durian! Did she return it this year? To introduce a **** flavor!"

Swoosh.

Lin Ke stepped on and slipped, splitting his legs on the road.

Road: "…"

The other staff members in the crew got off work one after another, and they all laughed when they saw Lin Ke's embarrassing appearance near or far!

Lin Ke: “…”

Han Xu passed by, tall like a pillar, walking very cautiously, passing by Lin Ke, commented: "Wow! The chassis is so low, it must be safe to walk in winter!"

Director Gu Bai is middle-aged and in good health. He walks very steadily step by step. He said, "Xiao Ke has a solid foundation. It seems that the fighting drama can be even more difficult."

Zhu Mo covered his mouth: "Pfft."

Lin Ke wanted to vomit blood, Lu Tu hurriedly hung up the phone and walked over to Fu Lin Ke.

In the early morning in winter, the road was icy, and everyone could only walk back to the hotel if the car could not get in. Fortunately, it was not far away, so Lin Ke could not wait to cover his face and put on his hat to go back to the hotel.

She lives on the third floor of the hotel. She has lived in the same room for more than two months.

Lin Ke went to take a battle bath, went back to bed after washing, and shared a short video with his parents, and then buried himself in the warm bed to sleep.

Glancing at Dalmatians' chat box before going to bed, Lin Bingran has not replied to messages since last night, she is also a night scene today, and it should be finished filming...

Lin Ke fell asleep unconsciously.

Next door, Lu Tu just hung up the phone, and another call came from the phone.

Lu Tu picked it up and roared: "I said I won't go home! Tomorrow will be New Year's Eve! Tickets can't be bought today!"

Guo Rongrong said indifferently: "Oh."

Road: "…"

Guo Rongrong: "You can also stay up late and drive for five hours to celebrate the New Year with your partner across provinces."

Lu Tu is completely absent: "Huh?"

The phone was taken over, and Lin Bingran's voice came from the phone, "Go upstairs to register visitors, come and pick it up."

Lu Tu was speechless: "I... rely..."

Lin Ke was woken up by a pair of ice hands that stretched into the quilt. She was still confused and was pressed and kissed by someone.

Omega's surging waves of pheromones pour in like crazy.

Lin Ke smelled a familiar smell, and at the same time, the pheromone seemed to be a message. Before she was awake, the bottom of her heart was stirred by the sea, the throbbing heart was beating wildly, the glands were the first to fall, and they released Pheromone and Lin Bingran are intertwined.

"Woo." Lincoln whimpered.