"Yes." Duan Mu smiled, "I am proposing to Feng Feng."
She stayed for a while longer, "We just kissed and hugged for the first time today, and you proposed to me?"
This speed is too fast!
"Will Fengguang refuse my marriage proposal?" He narrowed his eyes slightly, and his smile became more gentle.
Her back felt a little cold, and she hugged his waist again, and she said sweetly: "Duan Mu, I agree to your marriage proposal!"
Duan Mu raised his lips to reveal a gentle smile, he lowered his head slightly, and pressed against her ear, took a breath of her breath, his kiss landed on her fair neck, and kissed the red spot again. Hen, his voice was soft, "I will make up the ring in the near future..."
She hugged his head, inserted her fingers into his hair, and even said in a light voice, "Okay..."
This is not a suitable place, he can't simply take her, but this does not prevent him from seeking benefits for himself, especially when she is drunk and appears particularly bold.
And bold and very cute, he suddenly found that he liked her a little more.
However, when the clock pointed to twelve o'clock and she fell asleep in his arms, he had to let her go back. The driver saw his young lady being carried down by this man unconsciously, and he obviously suffered a lot. Surprised, he hurried over, seeing that the scenery's clothes were in good condition, and his sleeping face was peaceful, so he was relieved.
Although Xia Chao will play around with his glory, it doesn't mean that he will watch his daughter mess around.
Duan Mu put the scenery into the car, he took off his suit jacket and covered her body, she stroked her cheek lightly, and she let out a moan in her sleep.
With a smile, he got out of the car and stood there watching the car gradually leave his field of vision.
It is conceivable that Xia Chao was furious when he saw his daughter wearing a man's coat, but the scenery went upstairs happily holding the coat. Duan Mu is a caring man, this is something she knew a long time ago, It's just that every time he puts his heart on her, she can't help but feel happy.
Although the two had confirmed their relationship, she didn't dare to go to him without any scruples when there were so many people on the set. The rest of the crew thought that the young lady was just a whim. She was curious about filming, but only Yao Feng knew that what she was really interested in was Duan Mu, but Yao Feng didn't dare to talk nonsense, Duan Mu's zero scandals could not be ruined by him.
And three days later, it was the crew's press conference. The press conference was scheduled to be held in a hotel, and all the major media would come. As the biggest investor, he would naturally go too, but he would not appear in front of the media.
In the corridor, Jingjing, who was pressed against the wall, just received a French kiss. Duan Mu's fingertips lightly slid across the corners of her moist lips, and pressed another kiss on it. He whispered: "Wait for the release!" It's over, I'll take you to play."
"Well..." She blushed and said again: "Kiss again."
He smiled, and as she wished, he lowered his head and kissed her lips again.
However, the press conference was about to start, and he couldn't leave for too long. He could only tell her to wait for him in the hotel room after the kiss was over, and he left.
Feng Jing felt that this man was really attractive, she held her face in her hands to reflect on the kiss just now, and then walked back to her room along the corridor, but halfway through, she sensitively heard the sound of dripping water, and looked to the side The door of the room was half open, and a voice told her not to look, but another voice told her that if she didn't look, she would definitely miss something.
Feng Jing took a step closer hesitantly, the sound of dripping water became louder, a gust of wind came from nowhere, the half-open door was completely opened, and the smell of blood came out.
The person standing in the corridor fell to the ground, and she covered her mouth to keep herself from screaming.
In the room, on a step ladder for work, a woman covered in blood was hung on the ladder by a hook, her head was facing down, and the wound on her neck was still gushing blood, ticking down again. on the floor.
The woman's eyes are open, as if waiting for someone to find her dead.