Yan Xuhuan, who was sleeping on the Changming pavilion, finally opened her eyes, which were like the best black diamonds in the world, exuding a charming luster.
What accompanied her waking up was a grumbling stomach, which represented an empty stomach, a physiological hunger.
When I took out my phone, the time showed that three days had passed. No wonder the grunts in my stomach could form a symphony. If she doesn't wake up, she will starve to death alive, and then the bacteria in her body will multiply and grow wildly, causing it to rot and emit a stench.
At that time, the media will report like this: Shocked, Han Lobster trapped himself in his sleep and starved to death! ! !
After getting up, stretching and twisting his limbs, the bones rubbed together, making a slight clicking sound. Looking out the window, the sky after the rain is clear and clear, and the climate is cool and pleasant. A small wind blew from afar, and the branches of the trees in the cemetery swayed gently, adding a bit of vitality.
Holding the folded black umbrella, he leisurely and slowly paced out of the cemetery. The security team who patrolled regularly saw her and did not hesitate. Every day, people will come in and out of this place, come in and check carefully, and go out at will.
About 50 meters away, next to Yan Xuhuan's car, an army green car was parked. There was a woman sitting in the driver's seat, and that person was Lin Muhan.
Yan Xuhuan narrowed her eyes slightly, with a smile that was not a smile, and the corners of her lips were slightly raised, revealing a bit of evil and coldness. The footsteps did not stop, maintaining the original speed and slowly walking over.
Three days later, the man finally woke up. In the depths of Lin Muhan's black eyes, there is an inquiry. Are those legends that have been passed down through the ages? Or, Han Lobster is just ill, and is terminally ill, stunned
This kind of thought has been lingering in her heart for a while, and every time it is biased towards the first one, but it is also the one she is most afraid of.
Because it is uncontrollable.
Opened the door and got out of the car, and went up to meet them. The two stood face to face, each looking at each other secretly.
"When did you come?"
Yan Xuhuan raised her hand and pinned a strand of Lin Muhan's hair that had been ruffled by the wind behind her ear. The movements and expressions are extremely gentle, and they even bring some pampering. But her voice was very different from what she showed. It was cool, and the tone was lazy and casual. It seemed that one accident would cause blood to splatter three feet.
"Second night."
Lin Muhan is extremely smart, and with some traces, he can infer where Yan Xuhuan will go. What's more, this person didn't want to hide it well, and the car stopped at the destination. As for... answering this deadly question, it's important to take a stand.
"Go in?"
When she said this, Yan Xuhuan raised her eyebrows, and her hands covered Lin Muhan's delicate profile face, rubbing casually. The body that has not yet warmed up, the palms are cool and shady, like ice cubes moving and grinding lightly.
"Yeah." Lin Muhan answered truthfully, looking relaxed and calm, "Seeing you... I slept very deeply." It was a deep slumber that couldn't be woken up.
As soon as this statement came out, Yan Xuhuan laughed lightly. This person is quite honest. In this world, there is no picture that cannot be played back by the system. Lifting their feet and taking a step forward, the two of them pressed their bodies together, "How do you feel?"
"It's very novel." Lin Muhan doesn't like being in a passive position all the time. Offensive is her favorite way to wrap people in her arms, take the initiative, and show the fact that she accepts everything. Then: "It's very interesting, and I like it very much."
"I haven't brushed my teeth for three days." Yan Xuhuan pushed the person away slightly and changed the subject.
"Let's go home." This was the first time Lin Muhan said the word home to Han Lobster, but unfortunately the person who heard it felt a little heavy at this time.
Three days ago and three days later, some things had not changed, but some felt subtle changes.
The two got into the car, turned the car one after the other, and returned to the city.
Not long after the two left, Mr. Qiao slowly got down from the east pavilion with two walnuts in his hand, his eyes deep. That picture scroll originally belonged to the Qiao family, but a long time ago, after going through wars and turmoil, it was robbed and lost. Only saw it again this year.
The first line of heirlooms left by the ancestors of the Qiao family is: Volume Ling recognizes the master, and the Qiao family embraces him.
After returning to the villa, Yan Xuhuan took a bath upstairs, while Lin Muhan prepared food in the kitchen.
This time, assistant Xiaoyu was pulled over to help fight, but she wondered, is it necessary to be so particular about eating by herself? The color and fragrance are complete, carefully arranged, and turned into a work of art. It is beautiful, delicate and compelling, but it is time-consuming and labor-intensive!
After taking a comfortable bath, Yan Xuhuan dried her hair and went downstairs in loose red silk pajamas. The nostrils trembled, smelling the aroma of the food, and the rumbling in the stomach became more cheerful.
He paced to the refrigerator in the living room, took a bottle of yogurt, and leaned lazily on the sofa, drinking and tuning to the Children's Channel to watch Brother Qiang.
Lin Muhan came out with the dishes, and through the gap of the screen, he saw the people in the living room, whose clothes were exposed, and his brows couldn't help frowning. Below, the slender and straight thighs are folded and exposed to the air; above, the loose neckline is slanted on one side, revealing a beautiful partial arc.
Even without underwear, this person is more and more open. She is not the only one living in this house.
Xiaoyu, who followed closely behind, saw Lin Muhan's face with a dark and cold face, and followed her gaze. If there is a fox spirit, it must be Mr. Han. She is emitting her charm all the time. All the while tempting people to want to commit deep crimes against her.
The tall and thin figure is so white that it has a soft light, and the long and tight legs have beautiful curves, and I just want to pounce on it, hug, kneel and lick. No, no, no, Mama, I'm going to bend completely! Woohoo, what should I do
Yan Xuhuan's attention was on the TV, where did he feel that "danger" was approaching. Lin Muhan raised a smile, gently pulled the person up, and walked up the stairs.
With a "snap", Lin Muhan pushed back with his calf and kicked the door shut. Only then did Yan Xuhuan sense the danger. What happened
I saw a person who changed his face like turning a book, took out his underwear from the closet, pinched it in his fingertips, and shook it gently, "Do you change it yourself, or do you need me to do it for you, eh?"
"No, no, no, I'll just do it myself." Although she really wanted the beauty to help her, she was still hungry. It's better to do things like this.
"But I think..." Lin Muhan raised his wrist lightly, avoiding Yan Xuhuan's outstretched hand, and said with a serious expression that made people blush and heartbeat: "You want me more... Let me help you a little bit. Put it on." When he said the word "want me", he deliberately aggravated his tone.
"It's a perfect misunderstanding." It's impossible to admit.
"Really?" One step or two, as if stepping on the apex of the person's heart, narrowing the distance. "Now, let me verify it."
The lush jade fingers stretched to the wide open neckline, and slowly plucked them down to the sides, loosely like a rose, tying her hands around her tightly clasped waist.
"There are three minutes." Lin Muhan lightly bit her cool little earlobe and spoke with a breath of air. These breaths drifted into her ears, causing Yan Xuhuan's body to tremble. "Let's come, blind wear."
Blind wear? Yan Xuhuan opened her mouth slightly, what is this way of wearing? Lin Muhan didn't make her wait for a long time, and quickly cleared up her doubts. After all, the time was only three minutes, so she couldn't bear to waste it.
I closed my eyes the whole time, my lips were the main part, and my fingers were the auxiliary ones. At this time, Yan Xuhuan was still thinking about eating, stroking her head with both hands, not knowing whether she wanted to push people away or pull them closer.
"It's time." Lin Muhan straightened up, wiped his bright red lips gently, and said to the human who was caught in the rush, "The food is going to be cold."
After speaking, she left, and she pulled her lips and walked away ruthlessly. Yan Xuhuan turned her back to Lin Muhan and curled the corners of her lips. She didn't look like she was aggrieved by dissatisfaction at all, but... She really has to dress well in the future. more.
Going downstairs and sitting on the chair, my appetite is very good, and the speed of using chopsticks is so fast that it becomes a shadow line, which forms a strong and sharp contrast with the unpleasant appearance of the food some time ago, and I eat with relish.
The small amount of food in each plate on the table quickly decreased visibly to the naked eye. When Xiao Yu, the assistant, saw it, he was not to be outdone. Lin Muhan sat on the side gently with his brows and eyes, and he didn't stop the appearance of Xiao Yufeng's swaying clouds, but in the competition between the two, from time to time, he took a chopstick and placed it on Yan Xuhuan's dish.
Seeing this person eating well, she was really happy, because she didn't add anything to the meal.
Yan Xuhuan's belly swelled up a little bit and held up an arc. After she couldn't eat it, she stopped using her chopsticks, and Xiaoyu had already collapsed on the chair and patted her belly. After watching the two of them go to the living room, he stood up with his stomach straight and cleaned up the mess.
"In the next three or four months, I probably won't be able to spend too much time with you." Lin Muhan learned from Yan Xuhuan's previous movements and rubbed her bulging belly lightly.
"Yeah." Yan Xuhuan was rubbed very comfortably and squinted in response. She should have her own social circle and space, and she can't always tie people to her side. After a long time, there will be no sense of distance and freshness.
"Due to Director Qin's relationship, I met Director Li yesterday, and the interview was successful. In addition to the course, I will basically participate in the training camp of the crew."
"It is your disaster and your luck to be selected by Director Li." Yan Xuhuan sighed.
"Indeed." According to the Internet, Director Li's devil-like training will make people collapse. At the same time, when the protagonist artist is complacent, he has to endure fear for one to two years.
Because success is also Director Li, and defeat is also Director Li. If you don't get the trophy of the best actress or the best actor in the filming of Director Li's film, then there is only one ending waiting for you---disappearance.
Director Li is one of the big guys in the film industry. On average, he will make a play every two years, and each one is a work of sincerity. The production is well-made, even if it is just a simple scene, it is full of countless arts, light and shadow, color, composition, lens, etc., all of which are first-class, and a casual screenshot is a gorgeous wallpaper.
His plays, as long as they are filmed, are potential candidates for major awards. Whether it is the first electric shock or the one that has already become popular, as long as he is selected, it is almost a stable quasi-actress and actor.
And he has one characteristic, that is, he prefers to use newcomers in the film industry, obedient and spiritual, not greasy, and easy to shape. Hand-carved carefully, the pulverized stone is transformed into a radiant beautiful jade. And Lin Muhan was the pristine stone he was about to carve.
"Hello, baby, I'm back." Len came back with a suitcase. When he saw the two on the sofa, he greeted him like he saw his family. He dropped the suitcase and ran over to ask for a hug.
"Have you been cheated on again?" Lin Muhan patted Lun on the back.
The word "again" is really sad for the listener.
"Baby, I'll live with you in the future. I don't want those stinky men again." Len's eyes were red, and it seemed that he was really hurt. "I don't mind having a threesome with President Han."
Yan Xuhuan and Lin Muhan: "0.0" Sorry, we don't mind.
"What's so good about that little bitch? He's not as handsome as me, his temper is not as good as me, and he's not as gentle and considerate as I am. Is he blind?" Luen's voice was angry and wronged, "Baby, I It's so uncomfortable here, I feel like I won't love you again in the future." With red eyes, he pointed to the position of his heart and whimpered.
"I remember that you said the same thing last time when you broke up."
"Disgusting, a person as romantic and not sincere as Mr. Han, you will never understand." Lun wiped the tears that rolled out and explained to himself: "I give 100% to every relationship. Sincerity is like a loyal dog, it is a slave to its master. It is afraid of swallowing it in the mouth, and afraid of being pinched to death in the palm of the hand. I love him more than I love myself."
"Have you ever... heard a word?"
"What?"
"Lick the dog, lick the dog, lick to the end, nothing."
Hearing what Han Lobster said, Lin Muhan reached out and pinched the man's ear, secretly exerting a little strength. It didn't hurt, but it surprised Yan Xuhuan, she immediately blinked her wet peach blossom eyes, and huddled in her arms obediently, like an obedient little animal.
Lun, who had just lost his love, had a panoramic view of the interaction between the two. His heart that was temporarily riddled with holes was penetrated by dog food again, and he walked out with interest.
"Where are you going? It's still lying down." Yan Xuhuan couldn't help asking when she saw Lun passing over the suitcase, as if she was going out.
"Nightclub, a paradise for the frustrated." Lun looked melancholy, turned to look sideways, and recited in a literary tone: "Someone said, 'How to heal the pain of brokenheartedness, only 419'."
Yan Xuhuan looked at Lun and turned angrily, and said very intimately: "Health first." In exchange, Lun waved his hands without turning his head.
"You know quite a lot." Lin Muhan looked at Han Lobster, who stood up and looked at the door with a half-smiling smile.
"I read it online." Yan Xuhuan looked back at her with a smile.