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The crew of "Xuanwu" booked a room for the artists in the group in the hotel, starting from the highest coffee position and descending.

It stands to reason that Tan Qing's eighteenth-lane crossover coffee is not in the top five in the group.

In the end, because of He Mingyu's relationship, a team was inserted and arranged into a luxurious suite second only to Ji Yanxiu.

Hu Fei Huwei’s Tan Qing was very satisfied, and when he pulled He Mingyu into the house, he screamed and said: "Look at this room! There are several beds, I can sleep whichever I want!"

He Mingyu closed the door with his backhand and walked into the room with Tan Qing, and gently answered his question: "Well, where do you usually sleep the longest?"

Tan Qing sat down on the sofa with her swollen belly and pointed to the position closest to the window: "I like to sleep on that tatami, which is so comfortable."

He Mingyu looked in the direction that Tan Qing pointed.

The window is specially made into a tatami-style bay window that is large and bright, with a thick layer of Simmons mattress on it, which rolls up to be soft and comfortable.

Tan Qing is sitting on the sofa while rubbing her belly while trying to promote digestion.

As soon as he had a full hiccup, he was picked up by He Mingyu and pressed it on the tatami by the window.

Tan Qing was so frightened that he hiccuped again, subconsciously thinking that He Mingyu was going to throw him out, and immediately stretched out his legs and crossed the man, and the whole person also nestled into He Mingyu's arms like a koala.

He Mingyu took advantage of this opportunity to put his arms around Tan Qing's waist, and completely pressed the person under him, and laughed in a low voice: "How come you are such an adult?"

Tan Qing later realized that He Mingyu was crushed strictly by He Mingyu, and it was obviously impossible to escape again, so he sternly defended himself: "I didn't act like a baby, it was you who felt wrong!"

He Mingyu didn't speak

The two fell on the tatami together in a very intimate position.

As He Mingyu lowered his head to breathe, Tan Qing couldn't bear the hot breath.

Just about to arch up.

Before the action was successful, He Mingyu was pinched by the waist and pulled back.

A few moves are just a few moves.

A hard thing hit the roots of Tan Qing's legs.

Tan Qing: "..."

Tan Qing, who had already been poked by this hard object once when his memory was clear, was obviously a little scared. She shrank in He Mingyu's arms for a long time without daring to move, and stretched out her finger to warn: "Don't move, I will be angry. of."

It's just that He Mingyu not only was not obedient, but pressed Tanqing's wrist on the top of his head, leaned over and bit in Tanqing's ear: "What should I do, Qingqing, I am also angry."

Tan Qing: "..."

Tan Qing couldn't understand, lifting his head from He Mingyu's arms: "Huh?"

He Mingyu seemed to feel that the bite he had just bitten was too light, and after turning around Tan Qing's lips for a while, he said, "Be away from Ji Yanxiu in the future."

This is the first time He Mingyu has clearly stated to Tanqing that he is not happy with Ji Yanxiu.

Tan Qing blinked, and said very obediently: "I only play games with him!"

"Games won't work either."

He Mingyu frowned, and finally compromised, "If you must want to play, I will take time to accompany you."

Tan Qing: "Eh..."

Tan Qing hesitated for a while, then gave He Mingyu a tentative look.

Just moved.

Then I felt that the thing that had a strong sense of existence at the base of the leg was pressed on again with imposing power.

Tan Qing actually felt that He Mingyu must be a better rookie than Ji Yanxiu in playing games.

But at this time, the **** was greatly threatened.

Tan Qing hooked He Mingyu with her leg in fear, and hugged him in favor and said, "Oh, I remember..."

He Mingyu seemed to be satisfied at this point. He stretched out his hand to press Tan Qing's ankle back onto the tatami, but did not let go of the hand holding Tan Qing.

Tan Qing was uncomfortable by the thing, especially the pain at the root of the thigh. After a while, he yelled aggrieved aggrievedly: "He Mingyu..."

But He Mingyu's voice was already dumb and not what it looked like.

He interrupted the man in his arms, opened the collar of Tan Qing's button with one hand, and said calmly: "Tan Qing, I want you."

Tan Qing: "..."

Tan Qing immediately became a fried-haired fox, his head shaking like a small rattle: "No, no, no, I don't want you!"

He Mingyu said in a low voice, "Huh?"

Tan Qing immediately withdrew this sentence, showing a super cute smile: "I, I, I...Is it okay today? I don't want my **** to hurt tomorrow..."

The moonlight is sinking.

The quiet moonlight crawled in along a gap exposed by the curtains, set off against Tan Qing's white and gorgeous face.

He Mingyu's deep gaze was locked on Tan Qing's expression, and he clearly saw the cleverness and cleverness that hadn't been seen on the human face for a long time.

Probably because He Mingyu hadn't moved for a long time, Tan Qing found a little chance of successfully evading the pain in his butt.

So he hurriedly moved up and kissed the corners of He Mingyu’s lips: "Will I wait until I finish and go back to sleep? He Mingyu, He Mingyu..."

The slender fingers tried hard to grasp He Mingyu's collar, and the legs of the two men entangled, drawing extremely ambiguous curves.

Tan Qing's collarbone also has the light red tooth marks left by He Mingyu, from the apple tree to the chest, and finally stopped impatiently.

It was so stalemate for some time.

finally.

He Mingyu sighed lightly and leaned over Tan Qing: "For the last time, Qing Qing."

Tan Qing's eyes lit up.

Before he crawled out from under He Mingyu, he was pressed and kissed completely again: "Wait for you to go home and kill you."

Tan Qing: "..."

I'm afraid of you.

Smelly man, just a little bit!

After tentatively sending He Mingyu away on the edge of the pain in the ass.

Tan Qing finally had a good night's sleep happily.

Then the next day, I got up early and went straight to the studio, ready to make up the last few shots and get the money home.

The security work in the film and television base has always been very strict, and it is possible to eliminate the possible infringement of entertainment on the privacy of artists.

However, the numerous entertainment journals that were enclosed outside the film base yesterday were due to He Mingyu's presence, and many questions could not be asked.

Today, I finally caught Tan Qing, who was alone, wishing to dig out the love history of the two people from the beginning of their acquaintance.

all in all.

When Tan Qing arrived on the set, she was successfully late again.

Fortunately, the first scene in today's group was not him, but the rival scene between He Yao and the female number one.

The artificial rain rained on the two men brutally.

Tan Qing picked out a packet of potato chips from the snack area and opened the seal.

Just as he was about to start eating, he saw a hand poking over from the side and took his first potato chip.

Tan Qing: "!!!"

His cucumber taste!

Tan Qing turned her head angrily in the direction where the potato chips had left.

Just about to speak, I was stunned for a moment: "Yan..."

"Yan Mu."

The tall figure with a distance of less than one meter between He Tanqing and her pink dress lining up perfectly.

Yan Mu put the potato chip in his hand between his lips and teeth and chewed, then licked his fingers, "Tan Qing, it's been a long time."

Tan Qing glanced down at his missing potato chip bag, and the more he looked at it, the more he realized that it was no longer a complete bag of potato chips.

Tan Qing said unhappily: "Aren't you Yan Jianbai's relatives? Didn't you go back to your hometown with him?"

Yan Mu's facial features are very standard neutral facial features, most in line with current fashion trends.

He looked straight at Tan Qing, before bending out a smile after a long while: "Qing Qing, you remembered wrong again. I and Yan Jianbai...different."

Tan Qing sniffed, reluctantly separating the snake from the Jiao: "Okay, what's the matter with you in the crew?"

Yan Mu's lipstick color is a gloomy dark red, and the dress with his girlish pink is really not a good match, it can only be set off by the value of the face.

He put his cheek in one hand, and made a second thief out of Tan Qing's potato chip bag with the other, and then pointed to He Yao: "I'm here to visit his class."

Tan Qing quickly protected her potato chips: "Do you know He Yao?"

Yan Mu raised his eyebrows: "Know it. Qingqing, do you want to eat a chicken?"

Tan Qing hasn't eaten this stuff for a long time, and she didn't react for a while: "Chicken? What chicken?"

"Call the chicken."

Yan Mu's expression was silent for a moment, then quickly adjusted, and smiled to Tan Qing, "It's just the fresh old hen stripped alive, wrapped in a large lotus leaf, and rolled in a layer of mud.

He paused, trying to make his tone more attractive, "Bury it under the ground for another half an hour. After digging it out, you can eat it in the mud crust!"

Tan Qing: "Huh..."

Isn't this a good way for him to eat fresh chicken when he didn't have fried chicken?

Unexpectedly, there are still people using it today.

In the long practice where the lonely family can only catch chickens and kill chickens to eat chickens, what Tan Qing likes the most is this way of eating.

Simple and easy to handle, the grilled chicken is tender and has the fragrance of lotus leaves.

good to eat.

But not as good as kfc.

Fried chicken is the best in the world!

Tan Qing, who has been licked by He Mingyu's mouth, is really lacking in interest in the chicken that has been eating for thousands of years.

But looking at the little demon in front of me so happy—

Ugh.

The same monsters still cannot hurt each other.

Tan Qing decided to show Yan Mu a clear way.

So **** dropped his call for the chicken proposal, and opened the mobile phone's takeaway software.

"Let me tell you, I used to eat chicken called chicken. But now nobody eats chicken chicken. I love fried chicken wings, fried chicken legs, chicken rice noodles... why are you so stunned?"

Yan Mu looked at Tan Qing's colorful mobile phone screen, as if his whole person had been severely smashed from the top of his head by a heavy hammer, and he had no response for a long time.

Until Tan Qing stretched out his hand in front of him and shook it again, and was about to ask He Yao what was going on—

Yan Mu finally recovered, but he asked, "You eat these unhealthy foods, He Mingyu agrees?"

The problem was in the red heart, and Tan Qing looked desperate: "I definitely disagree! He only allows me to eat twice a week!"

"But it's a big deal anyway to eat it secretly."

Tan Qing smiled slyly, "Don't tell me! I'm going to film, because you like to call the chicken, next time you have time, I will ask you to eat fried chicken!"

The smile on Yan Mu's lips faded a little as Tan Qing moved away.

Until Tan Qing's back figure was small, even the last bit of popularity on the male and female faces faded away.

Yan Mu didn't wait for He Yao to come, so he turned and walked out of the set.

Opened the door, and saw the chicken in a clear position.

Yan Mu got into the car, reached out his hand to take the chicken, and watched it back and forth several times.

In the end, he was extremely indifferent and threw the innocent, delicious and even hot chicken into the trash can.

There was a dull sound.

Yan Mu squeezed the steering wheel, started the car, and said gloomily: "He Mingyu..."