Talk About The Case

The filming of "Dark Night" is going on in full swing. Fu Boxiu almost sleepless day and night trying to figure out the plot in the novel. He wants to make this movie well because he predicts that one day in the future, he can take advantage of Yang Liqing's popularity and hit a new box office. . Who would want to abandon such big interests?

But this caused a lot of suffering. In order to keep up with the progress and to perform the charm of the characters in the novel, they read "Dark Night" with the director.

When Yang Liqing came to the shooting scene, she saw this scene, she smiled and shook her head.

Director Fu worked hard this time.

After Yang Liqing stepped into the shooting scene, her eyes began to track someone's figure. After so many days of cooperation, she has gradually become accustomed to the existence of that person, coming here so frequently, just wanting to see her again.

Ye Quan sat alone in an inconspicuous corner, where no one was disturbed, she could calm down and modify the script in her hand.

This is the first time she cooperated with Yang Liqing, and she finally got the opportunity. She didn't want to waste it, she wanted to make it the best.

What Ye Quan didn't know was that while she was paying attention, a burning gaze was staring at her not far away. The person slowed down and walked behind her, but she never noticed anyone standing behind her.

"You have to stare through a hole in the script."

Ye Quan was startled. When she turned around, she met a pair of tender eyes. These eyes have appeared in her dreams and fantasies countless times, but when they really appeared before her eyes, she was a little at a loss.

The person who was once out of reach is standing in front of her right now, touching her deeply.

Yang Liqing stared at her for a few seconds before she withdrew her gaze and sat beside her: "Don't you feel bored by making changes over and over again?"

Ye Quan stepped a little away to make room for her, and his closed lips slowly opened: "No, even if you read the works written by Teacher Yang many times, you won't get bored."

There was piety in the voice.

Yang Liqing held her chin, fixedly looked at her, and said softly: "What should I do, I have a fan who likes me so much, how can I repay me?"

When he said this, his eyes were sly, and there was a hidden tenderness.

Ye Quan's thoughts were no longer on the script. Although she was panicked, she couldn't refuse her approach.

Yang Liqing saw the panic in her eyes, regretting her being too aggressive. So she moved a little to the side and kept a short distance from Ye Quan, not to appear too affectionate, and at the same time not too far away from each other.

The just right distance will not cause Ye Quan's discomfort.

"How's it going?" She changed her tone of voice, and returned to the tone of the two respectful guests when they first cooperated.

Ye Quan heard her asking, and she immediately noticed Yang Liqing's indifference with her carefulness. She quietly sat closer and asked quietly: "Mr. Yang, are you angry?"

When Yang Liqing turned her head, she saw her cautious look, her heart softened, and said: "Ye Quan, listen carefully, I will not be angry with you if I am angry."

Ye Quan bowed his head and said: "Teacher Yang, how can you say these things to me..." After thinking about it, he finally plucked up the courage to say what he wanted to say to her in his heart: "Yang I like every novel my teacher writes. I have read it many times, but this time I took this job. I always feel that I am too tender and I am afraid that if I don’t do it well, it will only be ruined. Your novel."

Yang Liqing turned her body and suddenly sullen her face and said, "Ye Quan, I don't allow you to say this to yourself. In my eyes, you have done your best. You are impeccable. Don't always give yourself. Don’t deny yourself so much pressure."

Ye Quan looked at her blankly, and could not speak for a while.

Yang Liqing's expression slowed down and said softly, "Ye Quan, don't deny your ability, okay?"

Ye Quan nodded and said, "Okay."

Looking at her young face, Yang Liqing suddenly felt uneasy.

"Ye Quan, do you think I am old?"

After asking this sentence, Yang Liqing felt a little unreasonable. She is ten years behind her, and she must be considered old in the eyes of the other party.

Ye Quan is very different from ordinary young women. She exudes a literary atmosphere, and she will not flatter herself because of her fame. During these days of working with her, Yang Liqing discovered that she is actually a serious and quiet woman. Although her fame and status are placed there, this girl, in addition to occasionally showing shyness, as long as she talks about work, she will transform into another person, with an unusual charm in her confidence, which deeply attracts herself.

Seeing that Ye Quan hadn't spoken for a long time, Yang Liqing laughed secretly at her own stupidity. She pretended to be indifferent and said: "Forget it, when I..." When she said this, her lips were tapped with her index finger.

When Ye Quan blocked Yang Liqing's lips with her index finger, she felt that she was crazy. Where did she dare to do such an ambiguous move to her.

Before she let go, Yang Liqing held her hand and kissed her on her lips. Ye Quan's whole body was shocked, and even her face blushed, she said: "Mr. Yang..."

Unfortunately, they were interrupted by a distant voice: "Mr. Yang, we will have dinner together later."

It was Fu Boxiu who was speaking.

Taking advantage of this gap, Ye Quan quickly withdrew his hand. Yang Liqing glanced at her and suddenly leaned into her ear and said, "I will wait for you today, and we will go together later."

Then he got up and left without looking back, leaving Ye Quan who was sitting aside and still looking at her back in a daze.

This movie was shot until dark. After Fu Boxiu shot a few scenes, he saw that everyone was exhausted, so he had to let them go back.

Ye Quan was also packing her own things, and a scent of fragrance passed by her side. She looked up and saw Yang Liqing standing in front of her with a gentle smile in her eyes.

"Let's go," she said.

Ye Quanqiao blushed, and she knew deeply that as long as she went back with her, there would be no small changes between the two of them. Ye Quan is not a fool, she is also a sentimental woman.

Ever since they met in the dining room, they knew that they would be entangled with each other in their lives.

Dinner was eaten in Ye Quan's apartment. It was the first time she took a woman home, and it was the woman she had admired since she was a child.

When Ye Quan was cleaning the dishes and chopsticks in the kitchen, she noticed a person slowly walking behind her, followed by a tight waist, Yang Liqing's warm body pressed against her back, and time seemed to freeze there.

After a few minutes of silence, Ye Quan moved slightly, and a low female voice was heard in his ear: "Don't move, let me hold it for a while."

"Yeah." Ye Quan replied quietly.

She looked down at the hands that hugged her, so tight, but so gentle, she stroked those hands and gently rubbed them.

At the moment when she held her hand, Yang Liqing couldn't help but lowered her head and asked in a low voice in her ear: "Ye Quan, will you regret it?"

"Mr. Yang..." Before Ye Quan finished speaking, Yang Liqing let go of her, put her hands on her shoulders lightly, and turned slightly harder to let her face her.

"At this time, do you still call me Teacher Yang?" Yang Liqing curled her lips, hugged her little by little, and asked softly.

After Ye Quan hit her deep eyes, she couldn't help herself anymore. She couldn't help but wrap her neck around, leaning over to exhale in her ear, and asked: "Yang Liqing, are you chasing me?"

Yang Liqing chuckled lightly and said, "When I first saw you, I made up my mind to chase you." There was a gleam in her bright eyes, which only appeared when she was moved to a person.

Ye Quan leaned over, kissed her in the corner of her eye, pressed her right cheek, and said, "Do you know? The first thing that attracted me was your writing, and then you."

Those are the years and the traces left by a woman after countless experiences.

When Yang Liqing smiled, Ye Quan was attracted to Ye Quan. She no longer stopped kissing the corner of her eye. Her lips moved to the corner of her lips. She pecked it lightly and wanted to go back.

Where would Yang Liqing let her leave her, put her arms around her waist, turned her head and kissed her lips, touching their lips, igniting the fire in their hearts, sticking to each other, and unable to separate for a long time .

This kiss is doomed to a change in their life's destiny.

In the distant city of Yang, Lin Xin's apartment kitchen finally gained popularity after so many years, and this person cooked her dinner not long ago, and the two had dinner together in the apartment.

After eating, Lin Xin packed up the dishes and went to the kitchen. Leng Yu stood up and followed to the kitchen.

Lin Xin saw her come in. After putting the dishes and chopsticks, she kissed her on her lips, and then pushed her out with a smile, saying: "You can sit outside for me. I have a girlfriend, no maid."

The three words "girlfriend" are very beautiful.

Leng Yu smiled and obediently sat on the sofa in the living room as she ordered, but from time to time his eyes swept towards Lin Xin who was doing the dishes.

For many years, she has been fantasizing that she could one day stare at her back in the kitchen in the living room, from silently guarding behind her until now, she can stand beside her. Sure enough, God treats herself well, so she waited for Lin Xin when she was close to thirty years old.

Just when she could not imagine, Lin Xin walked out of the kitchen and sat beside her.

"What are you thinking about?" Lin Xin leaned against her, then put her left hand on Leng Yu's thigh.

Leng Yu stretched out her hand to wrap Lin Xin's waist, letting her snuggle in her arms.

"I think you still owe me something." Leng Yu's eyes were full of tenderness.

"What?" Lin Xin asked, looking at her close-up face, curling her lips.

Leng Yu held her waist tightly, then bowed her head and kissed her, saying, "You still owe me a confession."

Lin Xin smiled and broke free from Leng Yu's arms. When she sat up, she put her hands on her shoulders at a very fast speed, and pushed Leng Yu down on the sofa, and then leaned against her. On her body, with her hands on the sides of her head, condescending, asked: "Miss Leng, what kind of confession do you want to hear?"

As early as when she pressed her over, Leng Yu put away her instinctive defense and let her lightly press against herself.

She quietly climbed to Lin Xin's back with her arms and hugged her. Their eyes met and looked at each other quietly. After a long time, Lin Xin gradually saw the deep love in her eyes, which she should have seen many years ago. It's just that Leng Yu endured it for so long, until today, many years later, he was discovered by himself.

Lin Xin felt a pain in her chest. She raised her hand to caress Leng Yu’s cheek, and said softly, “Leng Yu, I didn’t know that you had been waiting for me at the front end where I could not see. I’ve been late for a long time, if I say I like you now, is it too late?"

As he said, he leaned down and kissed her.

Leng Yu told her quietly: It's still too late.