Yan Qing doesn't think she is a squeamish person, especially after entering the entertainment industry, she has gone through a lot of ups and downs, and she has learned to calmly deal with being accused by thousands of people.
But only Huo Yunshen.
As soon as he appeared, even with a few words, he could easily break the barrier she had held up.
She used to be quite a stable person, but when he lifted her up and hugged her, she was finished, and she became a delicate and hypocritical spirit in seconds, a little princess with golden branches and jade leaves, a pampered and respected Mrs. Huo. times.
spoiled by him.
Huo Yun stared deeply at the tip of her nose that turned red, moved his lips to kiss her, and said in a low voice, "It's my fault that made Qingqing wronged."
This sentence makes me cry.
Yan Qing's eyes were hot, and she couldn't control how many people were paying attention. She tightly wrapped around his neck, put her face in his warm neck, touched his muddy hands everywhere, and messed with his clothes. dirty.
Love to pat it.
Anyway, this is her righteous husband, and she doesn't insist on declaring her sovereignty, so is she thinking about a group of little goblins with bad intentions.
Huo Yun hugged the little girl who was so light that she seemed to have no bones, pressed her forehead comfortably, turned around, and glanced at the group of trembling program directors behind him.
"Sorry, Mr. Huo, we didn't know you would come and didn't go out in time to pick up—"
"Madam... the recording went well..."
As soon as these words were said, those who opened their mouths could not help but feel guilty.
Today is the last filming of collecting ingredients. The ridge is muddy and the environment is not good. Female stars don’t like to come here. They think about the scandal. Since Huo’s family doesn’t show up, maybe Ruan Jia can really take the position. After all, the boss No one can guess what he was thinking, so Yan Qing was arranged.
How could I want to hit the muzzle of the gun, and hit my head with blood.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Mr. Huo is clearly protecting him like a treasure.
A bunch of well-rounded people in the variety show circle hate their own clumsiness, they want to hit the wall with regret, and they don't dare to show their air.
Huo Yunshen asked two words in a cold voice: "Going well?"
The air seems to be freezing, and the snow is about to come.
Yan Qing didn't want her husband to make excuses for her in public, so she whispered, "Shen Shen, it's a little cold with bare feet, I want to wash first."
Huo Yunshen turned his eyes to her snow-white feet, which were covered with mud and broken vegetable leaves. Although the weather in Zhuning Town was warm, the ground was still cold. Her toes were red from freezing, and her small fingers were slightly curled up pitifully.
Yan Qing was taken away as she wished, and in her busy schedule, she turned around and gave Xu Mohan a reassuring look.
Xu Mohan was refreshed and blew her a kiss back.
Huo Yunshen sent Yan Qing back to the house where she lived, put it on the cot, and got up to find a basin to get hot water.
He tested the water temperature, knelt down, held her cold feet and waited until it warmed up before carefully putting it into the basin. The water was gray at that time.
Yan Qing shrank in embarrassment: "I wash it myself."
Huo Yunshen held on to it, his palms were so wide that he could easily make her unable to move, and the rough finger pads rubbed inch by inch on her skin, causing unbearable itching.
Yan Qing's ears were hot, and she asked in a nasal voice, "Why are you back, shouldn't it take four or five days?"
Huo Yunshen avoided the email: "I can't stay any longer, I want to see you."
"Has the contract been negotiated? Is there any delay!"
He avoided the important and said lightly: "Don't worry."
The pictures of the video, the heart-wrenching dream on the plane, and the feeling of Qingqing's realism again, all of which are frantically burning in Huo Yunshen's chest. He can't wait to ask her for comfort, possess and plunder, and even treat her when his love is intense. A little torture can fill the void in his heart.
His eyes fell, hiding his emotions.
Don't scare Qingqing.
Huo Yun deeply suppressed his rampant desire, gently washed her clean, picked up a pair of small feet, and continued to warm with his body temperature.
Yan Qing's heat picked up, and the soles of his feet rubbed against his hand: "Shen Shen, I still want to continue participating in the show, otherwise, even if we are victims, I'm afraid it will be misinterpreted as running away, playing big names, etc., I don't I hope it will have any negative impact on you again."
"My wife has the final say."
"And Ruan Jia, I hope she finishes recording this issue."
"Okay, not less than a minute," Huo Yunshen raised his eyes and stared at her, "Especially in the following competitions, she must repeatedly understand what it means to be humiliated."
It's just that it's enough for him to slap in the face, get it on the stage, let Qingqing step on it personally, and block all the criticism.
Yan Qing didn't even need to explain, her husband understood, she felt so at ease, she couldn't help poking him with her toes, half-truthfully resenting: "Mr. Huo, that borrowed photo was too intimate. , I'm still jealous."
Huo Yunshen didn't speak, he held up her wiggly feet, bent down his back reverently, and kissed on it.
Yan Qing was stunned, her heartbeat suddenly intensified, and she curled up like she was scalded.
Those were feet, they were so dirty just now that they couldn't even be washed, how could he!
Huo Yunshen held on tighter, his dark eyelashes drooped down, covering his turbulent eyes, and kissed her lips on her light pink fingertips.
After a long while, he slowly lifted up, looked at her and said, "Qingqing, I belong to you alone. It's too hard to be jealous, you don't need it, I'm enough to taste it."
When Ruan Jia was loudly slapped in the face and mocked by the whole network group, the production team of "Ye Ye Sheng Ge" was also greatly changed. The original content and mode of the program remained unchanged, but the overall team was replaced by a more secure and well-known behind-the-scenes team. .
The recording of the first half of the two-day and three-night life chapter ended. In the later stage, Ruan Jia cried into tears and begged to quit, and was ordered to be banned. After the process was forcibly completed, her company did not dare to say a word, and she shrank completely.
Ruan Jia also shouted: "Some high-level executives in the company misled me to do this. I didn't even tell the agent. Now they don't care!"
No one listened to her again, all knew that the Huo Shi let her stay in order to completely nail her to the pillar of shame.
The group of Yan Qing and Xu Mohan overfulfilled the task, and the creation of new songs came naturally.
Ruan Jia devoted all his energy to encountering porcelain, and had arranged for a gunman to do it for him, but now he had to catch the ducks on the shelves and take part in the second half of the competition with songs that were completely unfamiliar.
After a short period of revision and arrangement, the competition of the first round of the theme original song of "Ye Ye Sheng Ge" kicked off the battlefield with great attention.
The six singers will draw lots according to the ranking of the completed tasks in the first half, and sing separately. The audience jury will vote to determine the ranking, and they will be eliminated at the end.
I don't know if it was a coincidence or intentional, Ruan Jia appeared second from last, and Yan Qing was the last, next to each other.
Before the recording started, Xu Mohan made a gorgeous shape of the scumbag's big wave, and went to the Yanqing lounge to stop by, and was shocked by Mrs. Huo's increasingly beautiful beauty.
"You were super beautiful when you were in school, and the boys who peeked at you could circle the earth three times," Xu Mohan tutted, "If it weren't for the strong aura of your delinquent boy, I would probably have stepped down the dormitory door if you confessed."
Yan Qing pinched her with a smile.
The previous relationship between the ladies was easy to establish, not to mention that Xu Mohan had her precious college time here, and she couldn't wait to hear Xu Mohan talk about everything with Huo Yunshen that year.
Xu Mohan was worried about Mr. Huo's words at first, for fear that she would be burdened by listening too much, but she couldn't stand the fairy blinking her eyes and kept asking, the more she talked.
As the recording was about to begin, Xu Mohan asked, "Isn't Mr. Huo coming today?"
"Shouldn't-"
Before Yan Qing finished speaking, the TV screen at the front desk in the lounge was constantly changing from the stage to the audience judge's seat.
In the center of the front row, a man sat upright with a cold face. Two buttons of his dark-patterned shirt were unbuttoned, revealing a sharp collarbone. He lifted his eyes and looked directly at the camera.
"I rely on such a high profile!" Xu Mohan covered her chest, "As expected of him!"
Yan Qing was overwhelmed by unexpected syrup.
The big liar also said that he was busy and couldn't come. As a result, he was photographed so brightly, and it was clear that he had to declare sovereignty.
Yan Qing blushes a little when she thinks of the lyrics she wrote during the two days he was abroad, and then she purses her lips and smiles.
The stage beauty of "Song of the Night" is perfect, and the sponsors' funds are sufficient. The first phase of the opening is at the top level in the country. Against this atmosphere, Ruan Jia, who is the fifth player, is in a state of embarrassment.
She was trying to take a sigh of relief, and when she saw Mr. Huo in the front row, she suddenly collapsed, and the whole performance was seriously waterloo.
Without waiting for her to go down, the real evidence that she hired a gunman to buy songs was exposed on the Internet, and it was completely reduced to the black of the whole network.
Yan Qing appeared last.
She slowly walked into the chasing light, her long curly chestnut hair was spread on her back, and she was wearing a long embroidered dress with thin suspenders. Her complexion was better than snow, and her eyes were white.
The director deliberately cut to Mr. Huo's shot.
Mr. Huo slowly took out a flashing "Qingbao" hairpin from his pocket and put it on his head expressionlessly.
Screams immediately resounded through the studio.
Yan Qing was stunned for a moment, and the sparkling almond eyes then curved into two stunning crescent moons, which were clearly captured by the camera in a close-up.
When the accompaniment sounded, she held the microphone stand in her hand and hummed softly.
At the climax of the outbreak, her moist eyes collided with Huo Yunshen and sang to him:
"Follow the stars, follow the light, flow with the moon. Wander in the fog.
I want to wear clouds and rain, wear stars and moon, and go to your side. "
During the recording of the day, Yan Qing defeated the other guests with an absolute advantage and took the first place in the first stage of the competition.
The studio for the second half of the competition is located in Haicheng, so there is no need to travel around. When the filming is over, Huo Yunshen will take his wife home without delay.
Yan Qing was in a daze when he kissed him in the car. Even though his body was sore, his mind couldn't hold back.
She seemed to be getting more and more lethargic.
When she got home, Yan Qing was lying in Huo Yun's deep arms, her face resting on his shoulders. She almost fell asleep within a few minutes of going upstairs. She was unwilling to fall down and tried her best to keep her eyes open.
"I'm probably too tired to prepare for the stage," she muttered softly, "I can still hold on."
Huo Yunshen put her on the bed, wrapped her tightly with the quilt, and pressed her desires: "Good, go to bed first, I'll go to the study to hold a short video meeting, and I'll be fine when you wake up."
Before Yan Qing could even agree, his consciousness fell into the abyss.
The gate that locked the memory was smashed into a twisted shape, trying to merge with the current sea of consciousness, and after failing more and more painfully, what was exchanged for her was the overload and heavy pressure on her spirit.
It seems that every time she hears a little bit of the past, every time she thinks of some fragments, she is attacking her unbearable nerves.
When did it start like this...
It seems that since the name Huo Linchuan was remembered by her, a certain prohibition was broken, and the memory became a burden, and she was gradually tortured.
Yan Qing's thoughts were confused, and she felt that something important was disappearing. She couldn't control it. She struggled to wake up, and was trapped in the quilt with sweat and panting.
She stared blankly at the wallpaper on the wall, and after a long time turned to the cabinet, the curtains, the ceiling light, and the photo frame on the bedside table.
The two people in the photo are extremely close, one is her appearance, the other...
Yan Qing looked at it for three minutes, then shuddered suddenly and let out a sigh of relief.
She was dizzy, why was she dazed at the photo taken with her husband.
Yan Qing reached out and picked up the photo frame, cherished and touched Huo Yunshen's face above, put her lips on it and kissed it, before rubbing her forehead and getting up.
She slept for two hours and Shen Shen hasn't come up yet
Yan Qing couldn't wait to see him, got out of bed and walked out of the bedroom, and went up to the third floor lightly.
Just go take a peek, Shen Shen at work is absolutely handsome, lick her face and then withdraw.
Yan Qing leaned over on tiptoe, clawed at the crack of the door and saw Huo Yunshen sitting on the big chair, the cold light of the computer reflected his sharp features, he didn't wear the headset, he put it aside, and the voice came out faintly from inside.
"Mr. Huo, Bo Lun's contract was signed to someone else at a price higher than ours. This consequence was caused by your temporary return to China and the interruption of negotiations. You shouldn't deny it, right?"
Yan Qing's hand holding the door frame trembled.
He... Temporarily returned to China, interrupted the negotiation, and the contract was not signed at all? !
Because of her? !
Yan Qing's chest was heaving, her nose was sore, she accidentally made a mistake in her footsteps, and when she hit the door, Huo Yunshen immediately looked over and his eyes jumped slightly.
Seeing that his expression fluctuated, no matter how many connections, he simply chose to suspend the meeting, Yan Qing was even more sad, clenched his fists and hurried back to the bedroom, slammed the door, and hurriedly circled back and forth on the ground.
How could he leave such an important stall to return to China for her little trouble! And lie to her to rest assured!
Yan Qing couldn't tell whether she was anxious or angry, and wanted to question him, but when he heard his footsteps and was about to enter the door, she couldn't say anything, so she simply sat on the small sofa by the window without looking back.
"Qingqing."
ignore.
He approached and put his hands on her shoulders with great strength.
Yan Qing broke free.
She panicked in her heart, didn't want to reason and be a gentle little daughter-in-law, so she wanted to make a bad temper once, so that he would have a long memory and understand how capricious he was.
After a while, he asked in a low voice, "Qingqing, don't you believe me?"
"It doesn't matter if you believe it or not!" Yan Qing sniffed, "I just don't want to pay attention to you! You'll come back when you say it's such a big thing, are you really not afraid of problems? What if the Huo family is bankrupted by you!"
She finished speaking impulsively, and after waiting for a while, she found that there was no movement.
Huo Yunshen didn't answer, and there was almost no sound of breathing.
Yan Qing bit her lip, curled her fingers, and after venting her brain, she couldn't help but twitch.
How could she murder him...
Also said... I don't want to talk to him.
Obviously know... are words that stab him.
Yan Qing bit her lip out of teeth, she didn't blame him, she felt distressed, reluctant, not worth it for him, fearing that he would be hurt because of it.
But she is stupid, she treated him in the most inappropriate way...
Yan Qing held back and wanted to wait for him to speak first, but after waiting for a long time to no avail, she turned back quietly, and was shocked to find that Huo Yunshen was sitting on the edge of the bed with his back to her, his head was slightly lowered, his back was cold and lonely, and he was trapped in the dark shadow of the table lamp. inside.
Her heart was broken.
Damn, she's crazy, how could she bully him!
Yan Qing stood up abruptly, stepped on the carpet and walked towards him quickly.
The more she saw it, the more she wanted to cry.
She was deeply for her, but she was scolded by her head to head. She should have believed in his ability and decision-making.
Unforgivable!
Yan Qing ran over, squatted down and hugged his leg and rubbed: "Deep..."
She looked up, his eyes were empty, and he turned his head sadly.
Huo Yunshen's lips pursed into a line, feeling the soft touch on his legs, not sure if he could hold out for a few seconds in order to coax her to sell miserably.
She rubbed again...
Huo Yunshen was surging with blood and clenched his hands.
Up to ten seconds.
ten.
Yan Qing regretted her death, put her face on his knee and hugged him tightly.
Huo Yun closed his eyes deeply and patiently.
Eight.
Yan Qing initially acted coquettishly to no avail, and chose to climb onto his legs and lean against his chest softly.
Huo Yun's deep forehead was jumping.
five.
Yan Qing whispered, "I'm here to take care of you, would you like to hear what you told me?", while kissing his cold cheek.
Huo Yunshen's blue veins bulged on the back of his hand, ready to hug her, pouring out the pent-up desire for days.
two.
Yan Qing had no choice, her eyelashes trembled, and she decided to make a big deal to coax her husband.
She quickly lifted the hem of her small suspender, reached in and unfastened the buckle inside, pulling out the underwear and tossing it.
Then he lowered his head and glanced at the two groups that had lost their restraints in front of his chest.
Perfect shape and full of elasticity.
great.
Yan Qing's heart was beating like a drum, she took a deep breath, she squeezed with her arms obediently, and raised a pair of eyes that rubbed Broken Star.
Facing Mr. Huo's bottomless black pupils.
Her cheeks were rouge, her eyes were dyed with pure charm, and she asked him softly.
"Mr. Huo, otherwise... I will give you a pair of round and soft gifts, which should still be very fragrant... "
"Do you… want to try it?"