Sweet Nothings

Yan Qing's feet were slightly itchy, but not uncomfortable, and a little strangely comfortable, which made her rumpled.

Most of the intense emotions were consumed by Huo Yunshen's repeated touching.

Min Jing was right, even if a person like Huo Yunshen was carrying a pistol on top of him, he wouldn't get disgusted. What he wants to achieve can be done in a more straightforward way.

But Mr. Huo seemed to be omnipotent, but he was helpless about his wife who had escaped from him, lowered his price in front of the public, and set him up. He recognized it, and he didn't care about his face.

He would rather go through the twists and turns of the process, not hesitating to be a critic on the show, only because ... He is maintaining her in a clumsy and warm way, hoping that she will resist less.

Yan Qing once again felt that she was too difficult.

Sour? Sour, is total sour, sweet? Also sweet, sweet for Yun Qing.

She is sour and sweet, so difficult to get in between.

"Huo Yunshen, I won't quarrel with you, let's calmly say," Yan Qing's voice is dumb, but the tone is always sweet, "Thank you for helping me, but the last part you specifically spoke for me, it is really not suitable for broadcast. Go, it ’s not good for you and me, it will cause too much speculation. You can make the program group cut off, and do n’t let the people on the site circulate on the Internet. Let ’s make up a normal section, okay? ”

Huo Yunshen's eyelashes were pressed very low, and a dark shadow cast under his eyelids.

He rustled and asked, "What's wrong with the last paragraph."

"You fight for me so much, give me all S, can it be normal?" Yun Qing has a headache. "There is something you don't know. I was seen in your car that day, and there was a girl in a yellow dress in the show group. I have a very close relationship with President Huo. After I denied it, Song Xueran, who just happened to be wearing yellow clothes, claimed the identity of this gossip girlfriend. Now that you personally exposed her, she was still cruel, and she was so partial to me. The little girl must turn her eyes to me. "

Huo Yun frowned deeply.

Yan Qing said bitterly: "I am a small player, and I will be very busy every day. I have to work hard to get the S-level rating that President Huo gave me. I dare not be your gossip girlfriend. , I really can't stand the stimulation. "

Huo Yunshen said nothing, she lowered her head and continued to massage her.

His palms were broad and fiery, and he finished rubbing his injured foot, and then pressed upwards. The girl's weak snow-white legs didn't hold in his hands.

Yan Qing almost shouted, his body was crisp, and he collapsed backwards.

Fuck, President Huo has practiced, right? It was too cool, the pain of dancing was pinched out by his fingers.

Huo Yun saw her well, so she raised her eyes and looked directly at her wet eyes: "The word gossip girlfriend is wrong. You are a fiancée and there is nothing wrong with the recording. For Huo Shi, Huo Yun Shen is good. , Originally meant to be able to eccentrically favor you. "

When Yan Qing stayed, the alarm level jumped ten times in a row: "Wait ... fiancee ?!"

"At the age of eighteen, in the autumn, you promised to marry me when you are old," he said, his lips closed, unwilling to reveal the pain, "I have chosen my day long ago, and I look forward to you growing up, but you are gone, After three years of walking, that day has passed ... "

Yan Qing was desperately anxious and unable to explain.

Huo Yunshen is so determined that even if she counts herself from one year to twenty-two, her mouth is broken, he will not listen, and she will be treated as Yunqing.

She can be seen through, he is a paranoid paranoid, the show can not become her safe haven, but his control.

To really want to come to an end, she had to find a point for him to give up just like using a pen to force the artery.

The person he loves is Yun Qing, isn't that ... as long as she can prove that she and Yun Qing are only similar in appearance and name, and the other is completely different, it can make him recognize the reality and die early.

Lest she ... In case one day accidentally got stuck.

Yan Qing figured it out, the spirit came, and took a seat: "Mr. Huo, you tell me, in what way does Yun Qing like you?"

"Every."

Yan Qing expressed another way: "What do you love her for?"

"No reason."

Yan Qing was inexplicably fed with a mouthful of dog food, but reluctantly worded: "I mean, is Yun Qing good to you?"

Huo Yun stared at her deeply: "Good to me, everyone treats me as a patient, as a lunatic, afraid of me, resenting me, but she loves me."

It was crazy that Yan Qing talked in silence, but after a second thought, he felt that his sentence was bitter and bitter. The only person who loved him was gone.

She asked again: "Yun Qing has a good personality? It must be the kind of gentle and considerate little angel who doesn't love money and only loves people."

Seeing President Huo's nostalgic look, she knew she was right.

That being the case, she tried it instead.

Yan Qing prayed quietly with her hands folded together. The goddess was sorry, President Huo was sorry. I was forced to help but could only take a bad route.

For the rest of the journey, in order to change the image, Yan Qing kept his face blank and silent, and ignored Huo Yunshen's subsequent questions about "the physical condition of the spring and autumn seasons" and "what's the relationship with He Meijin".

Ten minutes later, the car drove into the underground garage of a high-end private hospital. The privacy was good, and Yan Qing had more room to play. When Huo Yunshen was about to hug her off, she used her strength and waved her hand "snap" He has a stab in his eyes and a fierce tone: "Huo Yunshen, can't you ever move your hands! Can't I leave ?! Stay away from me!"

After she said, she dropped his hand substantially, preparing to walk forward with pain, but looked down, it was terrible, Huo Yunshen did not wear shoes for her!

Yan Qing died of sorrow, but his momentum must not be lost. He landed on one leg and jumped forward step by step.

Huo Yunshen's face was dark, and she went up to hug her, Yan Qing frowned and pushed away, choking people, "Are you endless? I have wanted to tell you, don't touch me casually, I hate people like you most, no Understand respect, do whatever you want with a little money, and you all touch me ... "she tried her best," I feel sick! "

"Hate" and "nausea" should all be words that hurt Huo Yunshen.

She really saw the pain in his eyes.

Yan Qing turned his eyes away and turned to jump to press the elevator. His attitude was even worse: "Your group as big as you have nothing to do? Are you afraid of bankruptcy? Can you go to work? Do not follow me like a dog skin plaster and bother you!"

Her expression and tone matched her body perfectly. She secretly wriggled in her heart and apologized while fierce. She felt that she might develop into an actor ...

When the elevator arrived, Yan Qing moved in and pressed the door-close button urgently.

This attitude is so, President Huo is so proud of someone, you have to be angry and cold her.

But at the next moment, the gradually closed elevator door was supported by the hand, Huo Yunshen came in her disgusted gaze, picked her up with brute force, her white lips curled up, and she did not speak.

Yan Qing struggled decisively, decently, her elbow accidentally hit his stomach several times. At first she didn't react, and later noticed his patient snorting, only to be frightened and converged.

The VIP elevator is empty all the way, and after walking out, it is also a quiet special passage.

In the surgical clinic, doctors and nurses were waiting for it. Yan Qing meditation on Amitabha several times, picked a tray that was the easiest to clean and had no fragile products, and shoved his face arrogantly. Do you know if it hurts me? "

The pretty little nurse apologized repeatedly, grieved and said that she was not, and she did not forget to look at Huo Yunshen with tears and moved closer to him.

"What are you aiming at him for?" Yan Qing's upper body tried hard to adjust the bitter sarcasm. "Like? Want to climb high branches? Why don't you have patience?"

The little nurse was stabbed and denied in a panic. The room-wide medical nurse was silent, not knowing what to do.

Huo Yunshen raised her hand over her head and gestured sideways: "You go out first."

Then he crouched down, disinfected his hands, put on medical gloves, and handled it for her personally.

Yan Qing didn't expect him to do this. His feet shook and wanted to hide. When he held his ankle, his voice was obviously darker than before: "Don't move."

Huo Yun deeply removed the gauze, exposing the deformed wound on her sole, blowing gently.

Yan Qing couldn't help but tremble, and the indescribable numbness rose from the warmth and rushed to the limbs, her ears turned red, her lips bite her face, and she said dumbly, "You ... are you sick? ! "

Huo Yunshen did not say a word, and cleaned her up silently, with a gentle touch, soothing her pain.

Yan Qing's emotions rolled back and forth, blocked in his throat, astringent and sore.

After re-bundling, she sniffed her nose and tried to be a demon: "I am hungry and don't want to move. You can buy me pineapple cakes. I want Dingxiang to remember. No others are allowed."

She has seen it online, it is a net red shop, I don't know if it's delicious, but the queue is very long.

Huo Yun touched her hair deeply, and the people outside the door guarded her and went to buy it alone. It was very cold. He wore a coat with a hat to block his face and waited in line to buy it.

Returning to the clinic with a chill, he was afraid that it would reach her. He first took off his coat and showed the warmth inside before entering. Yan Qing took the look and threw it on the table in disgust: "I'm going to get out , How to eat cold, no appetite, you go buy me milk tea. "

Huo Yun said low and deep, "Okay."

She made it difficult to speak complex tastes, and she couldn't remember it. Huo Yunshen went without complaint. When she came back, the cup was hot, but his cheeks were pale.

Yan Qing was tortured to death by a sense of guilt, took a sip of indignation, and pushed away again, ignoring his conscience: "It's hard to drink and die."

She looked up: "You are so demanding, then accompany me to the mall, I did not bring any clothes and jewelry when I returned to China."

Yun Qing is a cute little boy who must be distressed by Huo Yunshen's heart, emotions, body and money.

But she was trampled.

I urge President Huo to hate her.

Huo Yun squinted deeply and picked her up again, carefully pulling away her broken hair sticking to her cheek: "Which one do you want to go to?"

"... Expensive! The more expensive the better!"

Swipe his card!

It turns out that it is not explosive.

Yan Qing was inconvenient in his legs and feet, and he shook his body vigorously in major brand stores. He quietly said in advance that Mimi could return the goods for no reason.

Huo Yunshen followed her all the way, except forcing her to change into a pair of trousers, always letting go, and helping her when she was unstable.

Handsome, sensible, portable ATM with no bottom line and no quota.

Yan Qing was tired of buying, and was too tired to pretend.

She was afraid of losing her head and proposed to go back to the show crew. Huo Yunshen took her back to the car. She quickly got into the co-pilot to prevent him from being next to him, and ordered the driver high: "Go."

It's annoying enough, it's annoying enough, it's not good enough.

She was about to collapse.

How did Huo Yun open the door cleanly, grabbing her arms to lift her out of the co-pilot, holding her knees half against her shoulders.

Yan Qing was so frightened that he was pushed into the back row.

The door "banged" closed.

The partition was lowered in the middle of the rear row and the front driver seat to form an enclosed space. Huo Yun's deep complexion condensed, reaching for her porcelain white neck.

Yan Qing slobbered: "You, what are you doing? Even if you understand that I'm not your Qing Qing, you don't have to kill people!"

Huo Yun moved her fingertips deeper, pulling away the little dust on her neck.

The skin sticks together and the heat spreads out of control.

Huo Yunshen asked: "Is it enough?"

"you……"

"Can you be good?"

"Huo Yunshen! I'm like this, are you still upset?" Yan Qingshui Mengmeng's eyes were rounded. "I'm so grumpy and unqualified, vanity worships money and spends money, and toss you, do you still think I am Yun Qing? "

"you are."

Yan Qing was crazy, pinching his face and said angrily: "What else do you say to love Yun Qing, I think you only love Yun Qing's face!"

Huo Yun's eyes deepened, and Yumei deliberately added fierceness.

He grabbed Yan Qing's wrist and put her on his lap.

Yan Qing lay down unpreparedly, his chest pressed against his solid muscles, and the **** lifted up.

Huo Yunshen's hand was slightly raised with a hot temperature, and fell gently on the buttocks wrapped in her cloth, with a slap.

Yan Qing was photographed, his face flushed, and he was completely silly.

When she was so dizzy, she heard the men's threat whisper in her ear.

"Dare to talk nonsense anymore and pick up your pants."

The author has something to say: a bird's-eye view from the author: you just say it on your lips.