Sweet Nothings - Chapter 22

The little girl had a beautiful and delicate face, and at the moment a brilliant aperture above her head, bright enough to shake her eyes, was so beautiful that she was not like a real person.

Huo Yunshen looked down at the hand that was actively clenched by her, and the black pupil overflowed with warm colors, but then immediately thought of something, and quickly lost it, becoming two deep pools.

His lips twitched slightly, and he asked hoarsely, “I am dying.”

Yan Qing’s play just started, and before he played the key, he was given a word by President Huo.

She was full of question marks, what happened?

Xiao Jiao’s wife’s tender love, causing her husband to question his life?

Is her level too low for her body movements and expression language to perfectly reflect the human character? Or does President Huo dislike this style? Hey, I do n’t know how Yun Qing used to coax him before. She did n’t have to learn from it, she could only try one by one.

Yan Qing improved in time, took a deep breath, and changed her posture and tone in minutes.

Her eyes turned red, her shoulders shrunk, and she looked at him with anxiety, and blamed timidly: “You guess what, you must not scare me.”

As she said this, Huo Yun’s deep brows were deeper.

In the past three years, he has exhausted his body too seriously. Before, he didn’t care, and even felt that the more pain, the better. It can be used to suppress the pain in his heart, so he has always been an indulgent attitude.

But now Qing Qing has returned to his side. He is afraid of death and sickness. He wants to keep this life to stay with her all his life.

Is there any problem?

Was this time of fainting sick?

The blood in his whole body froze and froze, holding her back hard: “I’m sick, can’t I cure it?”

The tears brewed by Yan Qing will fall before they get stuck, and they will stare back at the bed and short-circuit.

No, wait a moment, this signal doesn’t seem to be connected successfully.

The two were not talking at all.

Her acting was exaggerated, she used too much force, and she was too weak and tragic.

Yan Qing patted her cheeks, reinvigorated, and sat close to Huo Yun’s deep edge, reaching for his forehead, empathizing and comforting: “Deep, don’t think about it, it will be fine when the fever is gone.”

Huo Yunshen heard her name “Deep” again, she not only whispered, but also touched him.

Without being threatened or forced, Qingqing was willing to treat him this way, except for his hospice, he could not think of anything else.

Yan Qing saw that Mr. Huo did not say a word, her lips were pale and dry, and they all cracked into a small red mouth. She took the tray sadly, picked up the carefully cooked pumpkin and corn porridge, scooped a spoonful to warm, fed His mouth said: “I made it myself, I know you are uncomfortable, but eat a little more.”

She cooked congee for him and fed him personally.

Huo Yunshen didn’t dare to dream, he was almost certain that he could live in a few days.

This life has come to an end and can no longer own Qing Qing.

He tears his heart, closes his eyes, and smiles bitterly, a despairing gloom appears on his face, and he is thankful. Fortunately, Qingqing does n’t remember him, he is dead, maybe it is what she hoped, without his death. A bad fight can make her live a more relaxed and free life.

Huo Yunshen was silent for a long time, and whispered: “I called a lawyer over at night to liquidate assets. I have passed your name in advance. If I am not happy in the entertainment world, I will go home. Everything belongs to you. , The ones I left behind will allow you to have fun all your life … ”

Yan Qing’s spoon stopped in midair, completely shocked by him.

Huo always keeps his brain burnt out? !

She was such a heart-warming little angel, feeding him porridge with contempt, he was actually telling her the future? !

Yan Qing’s acting was too tender, and one did not squeeze, raising the tone: “What are you talking about!”

She met Huo Yun’s deep, dead eyes, and suddenly indulged, with an unspeakable astringency, rushing from the bottom of her heart to the tip of her tongue, she couldn’t speak.

Huo Yunshen thought that she was going to die before she received her kind treatment, and she gave her net worth to her, fearing that she would suffer alone without him.

Yan Qing did n’t need to pretend this time, her eyes were really red, she learned the posture that Huo Yunshen had used on her, grasped his chin with one hand, and clarified seriously with words: “Huo Yunshen, you hear clearly, you just Excessive fatigue, cold and fever, no serious illness, no death, my closeness to you is not a hospice, I fulfill my contract, I want to treat you like this, I want to accompany you out of the shadow, I hope you are well, understand? ”

As the distance drew closer, the rapid breaths of each other were entangled.

Her delicate cheeks were close at hand, her pupils were light, her lips were wet and red, and she kept opening and closing.

Huo Yunshen’s nerves were pulled tight by her, and she wanted to kiss him hard to make sure he could still live. She also hoped he would live.

However, at the next moment, Yan Qing retreated, converging her nature in time, and turned back to being considerate and cute, and tilted her head to discuss: “So deep, you have to cooperate with me. I am not good at Yun Qing and need to make progress slowly. , You have to give me space, okay? ”

Huo Yun stared at her and smiled, sobbing slightly.

“Row.”

It turned out that I was playing a role, forcing myself to treat him well.

What does it matter.

He wants to be fake.

Yan Qing could be relieved, and dedicatedly entered the Xiaojiao wife and wife, sweetly asked: “Then we try to get along with the new model, deep, do you want to drink porridge?”

“Yes.”

Yan Qing feeds him thoughtfully. When he swallows, he is so happy that his fingers are trembling.

A bowl of porridge soon came to an end, Yan Qing wiped the corners of his mouth with a tissue, his hand just stretched out and was caught by him.

She subconsciously wanted to pump back, and immediately remembered the person, trying to calm down, Xingyan softly asked: “What’s wrong?”

Huo Yunshen stared at her: “You mean, you won’t hide from me starting today?”

“… do not hide.”

“Meet my wishes?”

Yan Qing couldn’t keep up with President Huo’s thoughts. It’s not wrong to think about it, so he nodded: “Try to be satisfied.”

Huo Yun leaned down slowly, approaching her, and his breath gradually oppressed: “Does it also mean that you are willing to do your wife’s responsibility.”

Yan Qing quickly covered her neckline: “Going to bed is not counted!”

Huo Yun deep bent her lips slightly and tapped on the tip of her nose: “Can I retreat next, can I kiss? Can I hold? Can I hold hands?”

“No, no, no, no,” Yan Qing was so anxious, “we are comforting emotions, emotions! Not at the body step!”

Huo Yun smiled deeper in her eyes and followed her request: “Okay, the body can be suspended, then you can’t refuse emotionally anymore, saying that to treat me, you can’t just play a role.”

This is reasonable, Yan Qing nodded his head obediently, and asked for help with an open mind: “You said.”

“It is forbidden to refuse to answer the phone and return the information in time to let me know what you are doing.”

“it is good–”

In Huo Yun’s deep eyes, it was Qing Qing’s cat with a small tail, and “wowed” at him with a sticky face.

“We need more contact. You go home too little once a week, at least three times, without delaying your recording.”

She wrinkled her nose and meowed again.

“Stay tonight.”

Qingqing cat no longer meows: “No, the part that has not been recorded during the day, I will make up the recording tonight, I have received the notice, is it possible tomorrow?”

“Yes,” Mr. Huo did not hesitate, as if he had expected it, and said naturally, “Then when you owe me once, remember to return it to me.”

Yan Qing dizzy and turned out of the bedroom, always feel something is wrong.

Was n’t she dominant? After a few words, she became a well-behaved cat cub and owed him the bill!

Huo Yunshen stood on the terrace, watching the car that sent Yan Qing away, and he didn’t move until long after disappearing.

Qing Qing did not really accept him, nor did he want to be entangled with him.

It was her kindness, pity him, acting patiently, pretending to be.

Huo Yun’s deep eyelashes hung down, the arc of the end of his eyes was sharp and dark, and he was quenched with fanatical sweetness.

The chest was shaking rapidly, and her heart was shaking for any small decision.

At that afternoon in the school, Qing Qing caught up with him who was bleeding, and said, “Don’t think that after bleeding, I will sympathize with you. The last time, I will bandage you.”

He was pierced by her words, with a desperate smile on his face, and asked her: “How can it not be the last time?”

She opened her mouth to say something that hurt him, and his **** eyes looked at her deadly: “Don’t sentence me to death, let me chase you, okay?”

To this day, he still wants to say the same thing to Qing Qing.

She deceived him with tenderness, he was willing, as long as he was not sentenced to death, he chased her again.

Before Yan Qing left, she secretly walked a picture of Yun Qing, carefully placed in the drawer of the bedside table in her bedroom, and the photo frame was spotlessly clean.

In the photo, 16-year-old Xiao Yunqing has long black hair, hangs her shoulders, her cheeks can be broken, her big eyes are wet with light, and she is extremely beautiful.

Yan Qing sat in the car and touched her face, sincerely sighed: “Hey, the goddess is really beautiful, but unfortunately I don’t have a previous photo, I don’t know if it was so beautiful when I was sixteen.”

She brought this picture back, which is of great use.

The driver directly sent Yan Qing back to the base camp of the program group.

The scene on the other side of the playground has long since dissipated. At that time, there was a lot of media, and there was a lot of fanfare. It was impossible to hide it. Besides, President Huo did not let it go.

Half a day later, the Internet has been slaughtered, and even the incident of Song Xueran was turned up. The vast majority of netizens are angry and distressed, sending her beautiful photos, but also began to have a small number of different voices, thinking she is right or wrong As soon as the first episode of a program was broadcast, she made several major events and related to her again and again.

Yan Qing’s mentality is quite stable. She understands that every artist on the way to the public is so ups and downs and will not change because she is a victim.

The road was bumpy at first, because Huo Yunshen’s refuge allowed her to land smoothly.

Yan Qing arrived at the dormitory, surrounded by the girls and asked for warmth. Those people who had embarrassed the scene at the scene seemed to have forgotten the scene at that time and acted more positively than Ouyang and Xiao curls.

“Words, since you are framed, should the grouping be repeated in another way?”

“It must be with you this time! You should react with the program team quickly. Change the ones at the end, otherwise you will suffer more.”

“Yeah, it’s not fair. The few of us who are in your group are definitely better than them.”

Without speaking, Yan Qing glanced silently out of the crowd.

The three classmates assigned to her group wiped tears anxiously, and she shook her head: “That’s good, everyone is not bad.”

The content to be re-recorded at night is not as much as Yan Qing imagined. During the daytime, the part of the playground was decided to retain it as a whole, and it was cut into the normal film as usual.

After the supplementary recording, the players separated, and Yan Qing just picked up the bag and wanted to go together, and was left alone by the mentor group. He solemnly apologized for not maintaining her in the morning.

He Huijin remained to the end.

In the empty large practice room, he stepped forward and his voice was very low, and asked, “Is it Mr. Huo?”

Yan Qing frowned alertly and backed away: “If there is nothing else, I will go back first.”

He Huijin was wearing a white shirt, was slender, and his facial features were dazzling under the lamp. He said anxiously: “Last time you said that he was not Mr. Huo. Actually, did you just give someone a substitute?”

“… You overheard ?!”

“No,” he explained anxiously, “I’ll go find you to drink, and happened to hear, words, don’t be stupid, what good ending can you get on this road? Now it seems that there is a backer, in the future ? Can someone like him forget old love to marry you? You can’t walk into his life, he just treats you as a tool. ”

Yan Qing was very angry and did not justify, but asked: “I am Mr. Huo’s tool, but he justified me on the spot. You have been talking about chasing me, the previous primary assessment gave me F, this time in When I found out that I had a conflict with Yun Ling in advance, I didn’t doubt her, but just made me admit that I was unlucky. As the chief mentor, I didn’t even say a fair word. Is this what you think is ‘good?’

He Meijin twisted his eyebrows heavily: “Because this is how I came here, I know how deep and terrible the entertainment circle is, so I taught you to be patient and let you get used to lowering your eyebrows to your eyes. It is good for you. Words, listen to me, don’t follow that person who will never marry you. ”

Yan Qing said in his heart.

Sorry, the marriage is over.

She bowed to He Meijin: “Thank you for your guidance, you don’t need to talk about private matters.”

After that, he turned and walked to the door.

She heard He Huijin seemingly vented and smashed the cupboard by the wall, and then caught up and handed over a hot drink to apologize: “I’m really not malicious, don’t be angry.”

Yan Qing looked at the paper cup and thoughts crossed her mind.

How recently … He Dijin always brought her drinks.

She was hesitant to connect. After all, it was not necessary to be stiff. In the gap of the zipper of the handbag, the light suddenly lit up. She was tuned into a silent mobile phone.

Don’t think, the legitimate husband calls, the seeker can only give way.

Yan Qing smiled apologetically: “I’m not angry, I’m in a hurry to leave in advance.”

She didn’t receive a drink, hurried back to the dormitory, closed the door and locked, pinched her face to open the voice to change the mode, connected the phone, and headed into the quilt and whispered: “Deep-Deep-”

After calling, I was a bit nauseous and said, “Wait, card! Come back!”

She tried the tone a few times, found a satisfied one, and reopened: “Deep.”

Huo Yun’s voice, which seemed to be non-smiling, slipped into his ears: “Add two words.”

She was stunned: “What?”

“You know.”

Yan Qing really understood, she covered her face, suppressed the shame, and muttered obediently: “Deep baby.”

“Well, I’m here,” Mr. Huo’s tone sounded calm. “You’re not going home tonight, can I ask for a little compensation?”

Yan Qing wanted to ask Mr. Huo what strange ideas he had, and the PA in the room rang: “Please prepare for it, and we will take a dormitory night tidbit after ten minutes.”

Startled, she quickly said to Huo Yunshen, “I’m going to hang up first, and the dormitory shoots.”

There was no sound on the opposite side, the breath was hidden, and the silence was pitiful.

Yan Qing said softly: “Okay, okay, I’ll call you when it’s over.”

She hid while hiding her mobile phone. Who would have thought that the Huo family in power, the perverted King Yan Luo in the outside world, had to let her coax at night, and was not happy when she was a little cold.

It’s so hard.

Yan Qing packed the dormitory, opened the door lock, and waited for the photographer to come. The hallway was messy, and there were several rooms to listen to the sound before it was her turn.

She waited for boredom, remembering that there was a big thing that had not been done yet, and quickly took out the Yunqing photo frame that she had stolen back and placed it solemnly on the small shelf on the wall beside the bed.

Seeing a bit monotonous, and not knowing what Yun Qing likes, she took two small pastries and milk, picked some useful makeup and placed it next to the photo frame.

Alas, it is a small spiritual position.

She has been thinking since she decided to become a “little wife”. Since she has changed the way, if she really wants to touch Yun Qing’s husband, she should report to her every day.

Otherwise, the conscience is uneasy.

Yan Qing sat on her knees on the bed, facing the picture frame, clenching her fists with her hands, and closed her eyes in contemplation.

“Goddess, I am here to save your husband, and to leave smoothly after three years, not really coveting him.”

“You can rest assured that he only loves you. Everyone who falls in love will collapse. I can’t help him.”

“He treats me well, they are all at you, don’t be sad, don’t be jealous …”

Yan Qing was sure that she had only been talking for no more than thirty seconds. The false door of the dormitory was suddenly pushed open. Several photographers squeezed in together, and the high lens was directed at her—

Worship your own photos.

The photographers were shocked collectively, their expressions were wonderful, and they secretly called lying trough, this material!

The topic of the hot search at the time of the broadcast has jumped to the front of the eye-

# Want red? Worship yourself #

#Want to debut in C? Worship yourself #

#Want to be lucky every time you are in distress? Worship yourself! ##

…

Yan Qing looked at the photographer, looked at the camera, and then looked at Yun Qing in the frame.

So embarrassing.

But still have to be strong in business and keep laughing.

Yan Qing filmed all the way inexorably, introduced various objects in the dormitory mechanically, and finally turned to the frame in the enthusiastic gaze of the photographers.

She smiled and hinted with sweet eyes.

Don’t ask, ask suicide, can’t I love myself?

It was late at night when the building was back to quiet, and Yan Qing was crying and lying on the bed without tears, remembering that she had not called her the deep baby, and with his ghostly temper, she would not wait until it never stopped.

Originally, I was sick, and I would fall apart if I didn’t sleep.

Yan Qing took out his cell phone and hit it dullly, and he answered in seconds.

“deeply.”

“I’m here.”

“You say, how can you not lose sleep?”

President Huo ’s voice was magnetically pleasing, soothing her nerves, and she was slightly sleepy: “Sing for me, sing a song … not for anyone else.

Yan Qing sullen.

The requirements are high, they are picky and stubborn.

But the tone of her tongue, as if she had her own dominance, overflowing lightly–

“My baby, baby, give you a little bit of sweetness so that you can sleep well all night …”

Yan Qing sang herself to sleep, not knowing when to close her eyes.

Not even knowing, Huo Yunshen was on the other side of the phone, listening to her soft and soft breathing all night.

The author has something to say: Qingqing Mao: #Want a deep husband? Worship yourself #