Finally, reason prevailed and Su Weichu let go of the person in his arms.
Ying Yanluo's face from cheeks, neck to collarbone was completely pink.
Su Weichu's Adam's apple moved slightly, and his voice was deep and mixed with the passion that he had tried hard to suppress, "Let Qingqing come and pick up Beibei tonight?"
Ying Yanluo immediately understood what he meant. Her face was so hot that she almost felt familiar with it. She pinched the corner of his clothes and said, "Beibei, you must be willing to go."
“After coaxing him to sleep, just take him away.” Su Weichu said.
Ying Yanluo: “…”
"Is there any father like you?" she muttered softly.
Su Weichu laughed and said, "I still want to go out for dinner tonight."
Ying Yanluo: "What, what do you mean?"
"The director said we'll have dinner together tonight."
"You promised?"
"I agreed to it before I came here, but now I regret it."
"Since you've agreed, let's go." Ying Yanluo said, "We have to eat anyway."
Because Su Weichu came over, the director let the crew finish work early today, which was rare.
There were not many people at the dinner, including the director and assistant director, the producer, the male and female leading actors, and her. Beibei originally wanted to go with him, but since these adults were at the dinner, it was inevitable that they would come over to take care of him. She didn't know what Su Weichu had said to her, so she happily went to be picked up by Dazhuang, Shen Weiqing's assistant.
The private room was reserved by the director, and it is a private restaurant with delicious food.
"Mr. Su, thank you for taking the time out of your busy schedule to come and visit us. We would like to toast you."
The director raised his glass first, and naturally everyone else followed suit, including Ying Yanluo.
Over the past three years, Ying Yanluo had gained some experience in such dinner parties, but she had never drunk in front of Su Weichu like this.
When Su Weichu was drinking, his eyes were still on her.
Ying Yanluo almost couldn't hold the wine glass steady.
Su Weichu's mind was completely on the dinner, so after finishing a glass of wine and when the producer was about to pour him a glass of wine, he raised his hand and said with sympathy: "Everyone still has to work tomorrow, so it's better not to drink too much."
The director said smoothly: "Yes, we still have work to do tomorrow, so everyone should drink less and eat more."
Ying Yanluo glanced at him and chuckled. It was really nice of him to have such a sympathetic expression on his face. It was a pity that he had to stop acting.
After that, everyone's topic basically revolved around the script, but the dinner ended much earlier than everyone expected.
Everyone had been drinking, so they asked their assistant to come and pick them up. The male and female leading actors greeted Su Weichu and the others before getting in the car and leaving.
"Mr. Su, how are you leaving?" the director asked Su Weichu. He knew that Su Weichu came here alone this time, and originally planned to invite him to ride in his car, so that on the way back, he could talk to him about the plan for the project.
Su Weichu said, "It's okay. I'll just go with Teacher Ying. I just happen to have some company business to discuss."
The director was stunned for a moment, then turned to Ying Yanluo.
Ying Yanluo: “…”
She turned slightly to look at Su Weichu, with a slightly warning look in her eyes.
But Su Weichu suddenly smiled and asked, "Is it convenient for Teacher Ying?"
Ying Yanluo was still talking, but the looks from the directors made her feel uneasy. After being too nervous, she gave up and smiled: "It's convenient. Whatever Mr. Su says is fine."
Director, assistant director and producer: "..." I feel like there's something wrong with the atmosphere at this moment.
Just then, Zhao Ranran drove over. As soon as he parked the car, Su Weichu opened the door and said, "Teacher Ying, let's go."
Ying Yanluo gritted her teeth and said, "Here we are." Then she said to the director and the others, "Director, we'll leave first."
Director: "Oh... OK, go slowly on the road..."
When she came over, Su Weichu slightly leaned aside, obviously letting her get on first, and Ying Yanluo got into the car naturally.
It was not until Ying Yanluo's car had driven some distance that the three of them finally realized what was happening. They looked at each other silently, with the same confusion in their eyes.
Yesterday, Mr. Su announced that he has a three-year-old son because of a hot topic. He came to Hengdian the next day. It would have been wrong to say that his son was in Hengdian. Teacher Shen and others were photographed in Hengdian, but since he had just arrived in Hengdian, he should have focused on his son. Why did he come to visit the set at noon
We have been in the circle for so many years. If we don't have any intuition, then we have been in vain. Some things cannot be carefully scrutinized at all, especially when you peel off the cocoon and pull out the silk, you can find out what is hidden.
It's no wonder that they always feel that there is a kind of intimacy between President Su and Teacher Ying. At the beginning, they didn't dare to think about it, but now, President Su's behavior makes them think more. Although Teacher Ying is Su's gold medal screenwriter, after all, the two of them are in a relationship of starting a family and building a career, they should keep some distance, but they don't.
Speaking of Beibei, Beibei is usually quite clingy to him, but today he was particularly clingy to Mr. Su. Beibei is usually very likable, but also very polite. He will not touch or rub other people with his hands, but today when Beibei was sitting on Mr. Su's lap, his little hands kept rubbing Mr. Su's face, and Mr. Su didn't show any dissatisfaction at all, let alone trying to stop it. If he was his own son, how could he indulge him like this
The three of them looked at each other again, and it was clear almost at the same time that they were thinking of the same thing.
…
Zhao Ranran was on the same floor as them, so she got out of the elevator on the tenth floor. After she closed the elevator door, she frowned. What happened between Mr. Su and the senior? Why didn't they say much on the way back? Did they have a fight?
After entering the room, the two of them couldn't wait to kiss each other.
Ying Yanluo bit Su Weichu's lips and spoke indistinctly, "You, did this on purpose, right?"
Su Weichu held her head, his tall nose resting on her fair cheek, his deep eyes filled with smiles.
Ying Yanluo suddenly realized that he had never intended to hide anything since he came here. Thinking about it carefully, all his behaviors today were very normal, but it was because they were too normal that they seemed normal. It is estimated that the director and others have understood him a lot now.
Forget it, if you know it, then you know it. What does it matter if you know it
Thinking of this, Ying Yanluo slowly loosened her teeth that were biting his lips tightly, "Does it hurt?"
Su Weichu looked directly into her eyes and asked, "Are you in pain? Are you angry?"
Ying Yanluo's gaze fell on his teeth-marked lips. She wrapped her slender arms around his neck, put her lips close, and carefully licked the teeth marks with her tongue. Since they were so close, she could naturally feel his gradually heavy and rapid breathing.
Su Weichu did not give her any chance to react and invaded her vagina with unstoppable force. He was soon caught by that tongue that was as nimble as a swimming fish. They entangled with each other obsessively and closely, and his ears were filled with ambiguous clicking sounds.
Su Weichu pressed her against the slightly cool wall, lingering on the spot at her collarbone.
Ying Yanluo touched his soft hair, then pushed his shoulder and panted, "Take a shower."
Su Weichu knew that she liked cleanliness, so he hugged her by the waist and strode towards the bathroom.
Hot water soon filled the entire bathroom, and the warm light fell, casting a faint glow on the person in front of him. Her eyes were bright and clear, with a soft curve at the end of her eyes, long and thick eyelashes, red lips and white teeth, which made people look away.
The feeling of weightlessness, as if falling from the clouds, made Ying Yanluo involuntarily hold on to the tile wall in front of her. Her thin, bony palms and the dark tiles formed a very sharp visual impact. Her fingers were almost glowing white, and her knuckles and nails were an alluring pink, which was soon covered by a palm full of masculine strength.
From the bathroom to the bedroom, Su Weichu never let her leave him.
There was a thin layer of sweat on Ying Yanluo's full forehead, her eyes were closed weakly, her thick eyelashes were wet, her red lips were slightly open, she was breathing heavily, and one could faintly see the soft red tongue hidden behind her teeth.
Su Weichu pulled the person into his arms, skin to skin, hugging each other intimately, his voice hoarse, "Are you feeling better?"
Ying Yanluo was really tired from being tormented by him. Her breath had not recovered yet and she uttered a vague "hmm".
Su Weichu kissed her cheek and reached out to pull the quilt up a little. It was as if there was a balloon called satisfaction in his chest. It was expanding rapidly, filling his entire heart.
Ying Yanluo was about to fall into a deep sleep, but she felt like she had forgotten something and she tried hard to recall it.
Su Wei frowned when he saw her for the first time, so he asked, "What's wrong?"
"I think I forgot something," she said.
As soon as she finished speaking, she came to her senses.
"Beibei!"
Ying Yanluo climbed off Su Weichu's body and asked, "Is Beibei still with his uncle?"
Su Weichu smiled when he saw this, "Your reaction arc is really long enough." After saying that, he put his arms around her waist, pushed her down again and hugged her.
"Did Weiqing call you?" she asked.
"No, why did he call me?"
"Is Beibei not making a fuss?"
"It shouldn't be that serious. If there was any trouble, Qingqing would have called us a long time ago."
Ying Yanluo still felt somewhat relieved, "Let's go and bring Beibei back."
Su Weichu checked the time on his phone, "Do you know it's already past twelve o'clock?"
Ying Yanluo's eyes widened instantly, "It's already past twelve o'clock?"
Su Weichu handed her the phone and said, "Yes, Beibei should be asleep by now."
What Su Weichu said was correct.
Beibei is sleeping soundly at his uncle's place now.
Shen Weiqing hadn't gone to bed yet. He was video chatting with Lu Xi, who had just finished filming. Lu Xi noticed that there seemed to be a small bulge on his bed. Shen Weiqing noticed her gaze, smiled, and deliberately turned the camera away from the position of the lower bunk, and asked, "What's wrong?"
"What's that bulge on your bed?"
Shen Weiqing was puzzled, "What's the bulge?"
"Move the camera over there." Lu Xi ordered him.
Seeing her look at this moment, Shen Weiqing couldn't help laughing. He really was teasing her. He walked towards the bed with his mobile phone, sat down at the end of the bed, and then pointed the camera at the head of the bed and said "bulge".
Lu Xi understood, "Beibei?"
The smile on Shen Weiqing's face became more obvious. "So what do you mean?"
Lu Xi: “…”
…
At 6:30 in the morning, Shen Weiqing woke up on time. He subconsciously moved towards Beibei's sleeping position. The next second, he immediately opened his eyes, sat up, and called out, "Beibei?"
"Uncle?" Beibei's voice came from the French window.
Shen Weiqing walked over and noticed that Beibei knew when to wake up. In his hand, he was holding the toy car he bought for him yesterday. When he saw him, he breathed a sigh of relief and propped up his cheek with his hand, "When will you wake up?"
Beibei ran over with a toy car, "It's very early, my uncle is still sleeping."
Shen Weiqing rubbed his head and asked, "Are you hungry?"
Beibei nodded, "I'm hungry."
Shen Weiqing got out of bed and brought Beibei over. "Then go wash up first. When you're done, your uncle Dazhuang will bring us breakfast."
While they were having breakfast, Shen Weiqing received a call from Su Weichu.
Su Weichu's voice came over, "Is Beibei here?"
Shen Weiqing glanced at Beibei who was drinking porridge and said, "I've been here for a long time."
"He didn't make a scene, did he?"
"No, I'm very well behaved."
"That's great. What time are you going to the set?"
"Leave before eight o'clock."
"Okay, I'll come pick him up after he finishes breakfast."
Su Weichu hung up the phone, and Ying Yanluo came out of the bathroom, "Beibei is here."
"His uncle said he had arrived a long time ago and was having breakfast at his place."
Beibei did not go to the crew with Ying Yanluo today, and Su Weichu did not go either, because he had promised Beibei yesterday that he would take him out to play today.
Ying Yanluo went to the crew with Zhao Ranran. On the way there, Zhao Ranran finally asked the question that she had been holding back all night.
"Senior, did you have a fight with President Su?"
Ying Yanluo: “???”
There was no quarrel, but there were several fights.
"No, why do you ask?"
"I just felt like the atmosphere was weird when you guys went back yesterday."
Ying Yanluo couldn't help but laugh, and hooked her hair back, "It's nothing."
"That..." Zhao Ranran suddenly stopped talking, because when Ying Yanluo was hooking her hair, she accidentally noticed a few light crimson marks on her neck. After all, she was a married woman, so how could she know what this was
She, she seems to be really overthinking it!!
"Senior, that..." She reminded: "The neck."
Ying Yanluo hummed in confusion, what neck
She touched it with her hand and didn't feel anything, but then she reacted and immediately took out her mobile phone and turned on the camera. She soon saw a few kiss marks on the side of her neck... She was still a little groggy when she came this morning and didn't notice it at all.
Zhao Ranran noticed that her cheeks were gradually turning red, so she smiled and said, "It's okay, just cover it with an air cushion before getting off the bus."
Ying Yanluo is a member of the director team, so she can be said to meet the director and others every day. Last night she still had an attitude of giving up, but at this moment she was inexplicably a little nervous. When she met the director's eyes, she was almost sure that the director knew about it.
"Good morning, Director."
The director smiled at her and said, "Good morning, Madam Boss."
Ying Yanluo: “…”
My legs suddenly felt weak.
Her expression was somewhat natural, "Director."
The assistant director came over. Actually, he didn't sleep well last night. "Teacher Ying, you and President Su, who are you?"
Although he was already 80% sure about it, he still wanted to ask again.
Ying Yanluo pursed her lips and nodded, "Yeah."
The assistant director's eyes widened. This was too exciting! Teacher Ying, the top screenwriter under the Su Group, she and President Su... they were actually husband and wife? ! ! He suddenly remembered that he had seen it at a director's dinner party before. President Su's wife seemed to be surnamed Ying. She was from the Ying family. Did Teacher Ying also have the surname Ying? Why didn't they think of this? !
Ying Yanluo said to the director, "Director, I'm sorry, I deliberately concealed this from you."
The director was just joking with her. Besides, this was someone else's private matter, so there was no need to bring it up. "I was joking with you, but you took it seriously. But we really didn't expect that you and President Su had this kind of relationship... So, Beibei said that she had an actor uncle, so he must be Mr. Shen?"
Ying Yanluo nodded, "Yes, it's him."
The assistant director sighed. They had always wondered what Beibei's father looked like to have such excellent genes. Now, come on, the Shen Su family, the Shen Su family's excellent genes were really exaggerated. From Teacher Shen Su to Mr. Su and Mr. Shen, to the Shen family's grandchildren, every one of them was awesome!