"Hey, haven't you written a new script recently, why are you so idle, pulling me out to go shopping every day." In the rest area of the mall, Zhong Chuhong rubbed his ankles, which were a little sore because of wearing high heels, and asked casually.

"Yes, I promised to write a script for Golden Harvest, but Cheng Long is still filming in the United States, and even if it is written, it can't be filmed now, so I'll write it slowly." As he spoke, Qiao Feng hugged Zhong Chuhong's leg to his lap and prepared to help her rub her feet.

"Hey, what are you doing, so many people are watching, pay attention." Zhong Chuhong panicked and wanted to put down his legs.

"Then let them see, how big it is, I've slept through it, are you still afraid of having an affair with me?" Qiao Feng leaned into Zhong Chuhong's ear and laughed.

"Fuck off, rascal." Zhong Chuhong gave him a blank look.

"Why are you a hooligan, you are my girlfriend, I am your boyfriend, it's natural for us to be intimate!" Qiao Feng Dao.

"That's not good, you're a big star, your every move is watched, you want to be in the newspaper tomorrow with our photos." Zhong Chuhong pulled out his legs, stopped rubbing his feet, and hurriedly put on his shoes.

Qiao Feng muttered speechlessly: "It's like you're not a big star."

"Yes, yes, we're all big stars, so we need to pay more attention." Zhong Chuhong coaxed the child and said, so he almost touched Qiao Feng's head and said, baby be good, be obedient, don't make trouble.

After sitting and resting for a while, Zhong Chuhong stood up and said, "Let's go, let's go back when you're almost done."

"Where are you going, I'm going to invite you to a movie." Qiao Feng said.

Zhong Chuhong looked at the table below, it was already more than five o'clock in the afternoon, so he said: "What kind of movie to watch, I am tired from filming every day, I finally have a chance to rest, go home to have a meal, and sleep well."

"No, that's not what you said when I asked you to go shopping." Qiao Feng was speechless.

"What did I say?" Zhong Chuhong raised her eyebrows.

"You said that now you eat and sleep at home every day, sleep and eat, and the only exercise time is to go shopping, and you also said that you can lose weight." Qiao Feng rolled his eyes in ecstasy.

"Women are fickle, don't you know?" Zhong Chuhong blinked coquettishly, and then walked outside the mall with a small bag.

"Hey, you wait for me." Qiao Feng hurriedly followed with a large bag of things.

"Let's go, I'll send you back first." After getting in the car, Zhong Chuhong said.

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"Ah, stinky rascal, you tap."

"What's light, didn't you just say it's a little heavier?"

"Bastard, you're a donkey, swollen."

"Have you ever seen a donkey, and say I'm a donkey, and if I were a donkey, you'd be a donkey."

"You're the Day of the Donkey"

"Then you're a she-donkey."

"Then you're a donkey."

"So I'm just on the day of you."

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"Dead, dead, ah."

A long and tactful sigh of satisfaction brought this fierce hand-to-hand fight to a successful end.

Zhong Chuhong's face was covered with beads of sweat after exercise, his eyes were white, his chest was rising and falling violently, and he was panting heavily.

Qiao Feng cleaned up briefly, and then took a towel to wipe the sweat beads for Zhong Chuhong.

Halfway through, Zhong Chuhong relieved himself from the aftertaste, put his head into Qiao Feng's arms, sighed with satisfaction again and said, "Sooner or later, I will die in your hands one day."

"Hahaha." Qiao Feng laughed proudly, and then said, "It's okay, I'll find you a few sisters in the future, and with them to help you share the burden, you won't be able to die."

"Look, show the fox's tail, and you know that you have bad intentions towards Guan Zhilin." Zhong Chuhong sneered.

"Not to mention Guan Zhilin, I also have bad intentions towards Zhao Yazhi, how about it, snatch it back for you to be a sister, it's qualified." Qiao Feng hippie smiling face temptation.

"What, you have a leg with her?" Zhong Chuhong sat up straight in shock.

"I don't know how many legs I have except for you, and everyone else is innocent, you can't slander me." Qiao Feng shook his head, he didn't carry this pot.

"Innocent, do you dare to say that you and Guan Zhilin are innocent?" Zhong Chuhong glanced at Qiao Feng fiercely.

"Of course, I swear to God, nothing happens between me and her." Qiao Feng raised his finger and said.

Then there was a pause, and under Zhong Chuhong's newly softened face, Qiao Feng spoke again: "However, I do want to have something to do with her, and I don't seem to object to what she means, I estimate that if the time is right, something will happen to us sooner or later."

"Bastard, I'll bite you to death." Looking at Qiao Feng's cheap smile, Zhong Chuhong was angry from his heart, with a small mouth, a mouthful of small silver teeth, and bit Qiao Feng's Mimi fiercely.

"It hurts, it hurts, let go, you let go quickly." Qiao Feng's tears of pain were watering.

To be cheap is to have the consciousness of being bitten, especially if you are cheap.

Zhong Chuhong was determined not to relax in Qingshan, and he didn't let go, Qiao Feng couldn't cry anymore, Zhong Chuhong also bit Mimi's slurred speech and jumped out a few words: "Hmm, hmm, don't give the Senshan Tower a ring."

Qiao Feng didn't understand a word, so he could only continue to apologize and beg for mercy.

And what Zhong Chuhong said, it's actually very simple, I don't loosen, I want to leave a mark on you.

Zhong Chuhong bit until he felt the smell of blood in his mouth, and then let go of his teeth.

As soon as Mimi was let go, Qiao Feng hid at the base of the wall, holding the quilt and covering himself tightly, the pear blossom with a rainy expression was like a little girl who had been ruined by the scum of animals.

"Come here, why are you running so far, people won't eat you." Zhong Chuhong wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth coquettishly, and then stretched out her fingers and hooked Qiao Feng.

This kind of picture is like a skin and meat business, but the prostitutes and the prostitutes are poured down.

"No, I won't be able to kill me." Qiao Feng shook his head violently.

"Then do you still want to find a sister for someone?" Zhong Chuhong smiled charmingly.

"Yes." Qiao Feng's scar didn't heal, so he forgot about the pain, and nodded and said without thinking about it.

"Then come to me quickly." Zhong Chuhong's face changed and shouted.

"Come here, come here, you bite me to death." Qiao Feng wanted to shake up the husband, threw the quilt, and Hongguoguo walked in front of Zhong Chuhong with a heroic attitude.

It's just that the picture is too beautiful, it's not easy to describe, there's no way, who let Qiao Feng's little steel cannon face Zhong Chuhong's face.

"See, I left a mark on your chest, and it will leave a scar if it's okay.' Zhong Chuhong pointed to Mimi, who was still bleeding, and then said with a smile: "As long as other women don't mind this, I don't mind letting them be my sisters."

"That's what you said?"

"Yes, I did."