Tomorrow night is sour.
She frowned and stared at the stuffed garbage bag like a lemon essence. After hearing Nan Yang's words, her round eyes were filled with envy. Damn, it's another day when I want to marry the ancestor.
Qi Yi stood aside, silently watching Ming Wancheng's frowning eyebrows.
A child like Ah Cheng should also want to have such a doll from the doll machine.
The last little fox in the machine was also caught, and Nanyang put this one on the top of the garbage bag with his own hands. The garbage bag was so full that it closed and it was bigger than an adult. She dragged this disobedient garbage bag as usual, and held Qing Huan's hand: "Go, eat."
Qinghuan glanced at the huge garbage bag in embarrassment and pinched Nanyang's mouth: "How about I ask Xiaoye to help bring them back to the hotel first?"
"My name is Xu Xue to send it, and Xiao Ye has to take care of you on the set." Nan Yang took out his mobile phone and called up Sun Xuxue.
It would take some time for Sun Xuxue to come over, so they went to a restaurant to eat first. Nanyang held Qinghuan in one hand and the garbage bag in the other, attracting a lot of attention. Most of the people who can appear in Zangzuo Film and Television City are staff members in the circle, there are many well-known directors and top stars, and many familiar faces on TV all look at these strange people on the street. The paparazzi and reporters who were squatting on the side of the road quietly took out their cameras, and the subtle shutter sound was hidden in the noisy environment, and no one paid attention.
The four of them picked a roast duck restaurant and ate roast duck burritos.
When eating lightly, just use a small corner of a small piece of roast duck to lightly dip it in the sweet noodle sauce, and it's fine to have a little taste. Nanyang is different. She pressed every piece of roast duck into the sweet noodle sauce. When she took it out, the duck meat had completely lost its original whiteness. Sauce brown.
Tomorrow night, Cheng can't stand it anymore: "Aren't you stunned?"
Nanyang took the burrito and shook his head.
Qinghuan sighed, took out a tissue, and helped Nanyang wipe off a bit of sauce on the corner of his mouth accidentally, and said softly, "Leave a little on the meat, it's bad for the body if it's too heavy."
"Um."
Nanyang responded.
So she really didn't put a lot of sauce on the duck, and even put a piece of clean duck into the spring cake. However, after she put the duck meat, she picked up a small piece of cucumber and pressed the cucumber into the sweet noodle sauce.
Cheng wants to applaud tomorrow night.
The old man is a logical genius.
Qing Huan was a little helpless, but she had always been soft-hearted towards Nanyang, so she didn't say anything more.
After a meal, Nan Yang stood up and put on his coat, Qing Huan stood in front of her with a tissue to help her wipe her mouth, and said while wiping, "I didn't shoot in the afternoon, something happened to Xia Shan, and the afternoon scene was moved to Tomorrow. Ah Cheng will continue to shoot in a while, I will accompany you back to the hotel, okay?"
There was a hint of softness in Nanyang's eyes, and he nodded.
"Xiao Yi, do you want to go back with us?" Qing Huan folded the tissue, bent over and threw it into the trash can.
Qi Yi was silent for a while, and then replied, "I want to go shopping for a while, and come back at night."
"Also, at night, you can take Ah Cheng's car by the way."
Several people said a simple goodbye. After eating for a while, Li Dong urged him in the work group, and Cheng hurriedly left tomorrow night. Qi Yi said that he wanted to sit and drink tea for a while, so Nanyang and Qinghuan left ahead of her.
As soon as he walked out of the private room, Nan Yang took the initiative to ask, "Is there any arrangement for going back later?"
Qing Huan tilted her head and thought for a while, "Well..."
Nanyang quietly waited for her to think while wearing the hat of the down jacket.
Qing Huan bit her lip, looked around, and after confirming that no one was there, she asked in a low voice, "Are you... tired last night?"
Nanyang was stunned for a moment, and put his fingers in the furry collar on the edge of his hat.
After a long while, she shook her head gently, and her ears that were half red were quietly hidden in the down jacket hat.
Qing Huan pursed her lips and smiled, the curvature of the end of her eyes was very much like the cute little fox in the doll machine: "Then let's go back and continue in a while. There are still many resources that Ah Cheng gave me that I haven't read, I can just leave it alone. Learn and practice.”
Nanyang's hand on crutches trembled.
After Qing Huan finished speaking, she touched her nose and her eyes were a little red: "Well... It seems that I just wanted to kiss you just thinking about last night."
Nanyang stood still and said obediently, "Then kiss."
Qing Huan couldn't help but smile: "This is in the restaurant, even if we are an upright husband and wife, we can't be so ashamed."
"Then go somewhere else."
Nanyang took her hand, looked around the restaurant lightly, and found the location of the bathroom. She took Qing Huan and walked over unhurriedly, stroked the curtain, and inside were three small compartments. The first two compartments were occupied, only the one in the far corner was empty.
Nanyang pulled Qing Huan into the last compartment, dropped the lock softly, put the crutches aside, and then leaned against the wall of the compartment with both hands behind her back, her voice so low that only the two of them could hear it. Size: "Honey."
The smile on Qing Huan's lips couldn't be suppressed. Nanyang really had no bottom line on her love. If she asked for the stars and the moon, Nanyang would probably build a spaceship to send herself to space to touch it.
She leaned forward with a smile on her face, kissed Nanyang's lower lip, shook her head slightly, rubbed her lips gently, and scratched Nanyang's lower back with her fingers.
Nanyang was really agitated, and the two hugged each other more closely.
Considering that there are people next door, they dare not make too much noise, and they are very restrained when their lips and tongues are tossing and turning. It didn't take long for Qing Huan to learn to kiss, but as soon as she touched Nanyang's lips, her body seemed to be conscious, and she would always try to tease and explore every softness, as if her instinct was engraved in her bones.
Nanyang's left leg was inconvenient at first, but when Qing Huan kissed her against the wall of the compartment like this, her body became softer and weaker. I don't know when it started, she was already held in Qinghuan's arms, but she was slightly taller than Qinghuan, and when she collapsed, her slender legs were still bent and trembling.
The floor of the compartment is the wet mark that the cleaning aunt has just dragged. The walking stick is leaning there, and is slid away by the water stains on the ground, and the angle with the ground is constantly compressed at a slow speed that no one has noticed.
Finally, it broke free from the last hold of the wall and fell straight down.
Snapped-
The sound of the metal crutches colliding with the floor tiles sounded like thunder.
The people in the cubicle let out a dissatisfied sound.
Qing Huan let go of Nan Yang, panting slightly, her cheeks flushed, and said very lightly, "Let's go back."
Nanyang was still holding Qing Huan's neck, and the elegant breath was unevenly exhaled on the side of Qing Huan's neck, and he hummed in a hoarse voice.
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Qi Yi sat alone in the roast duck restaurant for a long time, estimating that the three of them were almost gone, and she slowly got up.
For some reason, when she was alone, her mind was filled with the envious gaze that Cheng Wancheng looked at the bag of little foxes. The teenage girl pursed her mouth and opened her round eyes, with a pitiful appearance of wanting but not knowing who to ask for.
Thinking so, she unconsciously walked back to the door of the supermarket.
The cheap rogue rabbit was still lying in the first doll machine, looking at her contemptuously with narrowed rabbit eyes.
Qi Yi clenched her fist, she herself didn't know what she was thinking. When she came back to her senses, she was already standing in front of the currency exchange machine, and the interface of the mobile phone was a deduction page for paying fifty yuan.
What Nanyang can do, she should also be able to.
Even if it is not a hundred hits, there is one in a hundred hairs. She doesn't need a hundred rogue rabbits, just one is enough.
Qi Yi stood in front of the doll machine with fifty coins in his pocket, sweat dripping from the tip of his nose, and his glasses kept sliding down. She pushed the glasses and manipulated the joystick. The clip sank again and again, tugging at the little rabbit again and again, and then releasing it again and again.
Qi Yi's heart also went up and down with the little rabbit, and when it rose, so did her emotions. When it fell, she seemed to fall harder than it.
If you spend so much money, you might as well just go to the supermarket and buy one.
Qi Yi wrinkled his nose irritably.
But…
After all, it is not as pleasant as the one that was picked up from the doll machine. Because of constant expectation and constant disappointment, the fruits obtained by stacking up obsessions will be particularly satisfying.
The pockets were getting lighter and lighter, and it was clear that there were not many coins left. Just when Qi Yi started to think about whether to exchange fifty or one hundred coins for a while, the clip suddenly made a good effort, and steadily picked up the chubby rogue rabbit, and sent it all the way to the outlet without any hindrance.
Qi Yi couldn't help but let out a big grin. He didn't care about the gold-rimmed glasses that slipped to the tip of his nose, and immediately bent down and took out the rabbit doll. She pinched the rabbit's squinted eyes, looked left and right, slowly restrained the smile from the corners of her eyes, and stuffed the doll into her satchel.
When stuffing it inside, she accidentally touched a strange sharp corner at the bottom of the bag.
Qi Yi let go of the doll, frowned, pinched the thing suspiciously, and took it out of the bag.
It is a square box, beautifully packaged, and tied with a beautiful bow with golden ribbons. Qi Yi pulled off the ribbon and opened the box. The moment she opened the lid, the distinctive opening feeling made her have a premonition of what was inside.
Sure enough, it was a ring.
A small ring, shaped like a Mobius ring, with dazzling diamonds set in a circle. There is also a small folded paper strip on the side of the inner pad in the box, exposing half of the corner of the paper and sticking it at the edge of the gap.
Qi Yi pulled out the note and unfolded it to read the words on it.
"Sister, it's nice to meet you."
Qi Yi's eyes couldn't help but bend, and the fingertips twisting the paper gently rubbed it. After rubbing it, the index finger resting on the back was actually stained with a little ink mark.
Is there something written on the back
Qi Yi turned the piece of paper over, and really saw another six words there—
"Extraordinarily happy!"
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Night falls unexpectedly.
Although there is a layer of curtains to block it, the night outside the window can still be seen through a gap.
Countless identical little fox dolls piled up on the bed, from the head of the bed to the end of the bed, like a sea of toys, a few naughty jumped to the ground, staring at the charming on the bed.
Qing Huan sat in the chair next to her, her legs curled up, her arms gently wrapped around her knees, her chin resting on her knees, and she stared at Nanyang who was asleep in a fox doll.
It seemed she was tired.
In the process just now, she didn't feel that there was anything too much, maybe she was too invested, or maybe her usual cold eyes were too tempting when they were stained with sex, she asked her again and again, without stopping. Like a child who just got a new toy, when playing with it, he always forgets the time and loses his sense of proportion.
Later, for an unknown number of times, she realized that Nanyang had already cried.
She cried silently, without a whimper, just buried her face in the soft pillow and wept. So indulgent, so accommodating, so forbearance.
So distressing.
Qing Huan bit the back of her hand, and the fingers resting on her nose were still lingering with a smell of fishy sweetness.
This woman is really the best gift God has given her.
She is a handful of fresh snow on the window sill, the first flower to bloom on the branch, and a red carp that will wake up under the ice lake. She is so fragile and delicate, as if she is broken when touched and scattered when touched. She should be more gentle with her, be careful, treat her like a child, and care for every inch of her life all the time.
Next time, be in moderation.
She buried her head in her knees a little guilty.
A light suddenly lit up on the table, accompanied by a slight vibration. Qing Huan was distracted, raised her head, reached out and found her phone among the messy chocolate candy wrappers on the table, and swiped to unlock the screen.
It's a message from Cheng tomorrow night.
When she clicked in, she found that tomorrow night Cheng had changed her avatar. Before, her avatar was a red panda emoji, but now she has changed to a photo that was apparently taken in Zangzuo Film and Television City. In the photo is a rogue rabbit in her hand, which is almost similar to Ah Cheng. In the upper left corner of the photo, there is a hand hanging down, holding a pair of golden glasses.
Before I could see the mystery of this avatar, the news of Cheng Wancheng popped up again.
"Master, you are on the hot search again and again~ Hahaha, congratulations, don't you go and have a look? [hee hee] [hee hee] [hee hee]"
It doesn't seem to be a black entry, otherwise Cheng wouldn't be able to post three cheap swish expressions in a row tomorrow night.
Qing Huan exits WeChat, clicks on Weibo, and clicks into the hot search.
When the hot search list was refreshed, she looked down one by one. The first trending search was [#黃金斗舞伊天#], and the second was [#白金秋 Wedding Ring#]. When she saw the third one, she squinted—
【#Wife and Wife Picking Up Waste#]
After the entry, the official Weibo official gave a [laughing and crying] emoji.
I don't know why, although this article did not mention her name, she just had an intuition that this article was related to herself.
Click on the entry, the first one is a group of nine consecutive shots issued by a well-known marketing account.
Sure enough, the photo shows the scene where Nanyang just finished holding the doll and dragged her to dinner at noon today. The paparazzi photographed it so clearly that every fold on the giant garbage bag that was dragged by Nanyang could be seen clearly.
You don't need to click on the comment to see a hot comment automatically laid out below this Weibo:
[Pu-erh tea is really bad pfr: Mei's is bankrupt? ? ? ? ? 】