Qin Munan lowered his head, and Song Celadon only felt a strong manly breath coming. And then, no more.

There is no real kiss, Qin Munan went to taste the two roses full of lips, because there is no need, acting is just acting, as long as he deceives Feng Yu's sight, there is no need to fake it. Now that his head is on his back to Feng Yu, he only needs to let Feng Yu see that he is moving, and Feng Yu will automatically make up for it.

In many youth romance dramas, when filming kiss scenes, they use the perspective to misplace, making the audience think that the actor is a real kiss, but in fact, it is just a visual deception.

Seeing Qin Munan's lips keeping a centimeter distance from her lip flap, Song Celadon was slightly disappointed, and somehow, a trace of annoyance arose in her heart. Then, the ghost made a miracle, and the two thin lips pressed upward, dipping on Qin Munan's mouth, and then quickly retreated.

Qin Munan was the same, his head moved back quickly, feeling the residual warmth of his lips, Qin Munan was a little flustered. He naturally knew that this was Song Celadon prank, but he also knew that the softness of the soft lips.

Closer, he could see Song Celadon curled eyelashes, trembling slightly.

Women, why bother? Qin Munan sighed in his heart, his face slightly bitter.

He didn't break it, his face returned to normal, he could be sure that from the perspective of Wei Wanqing, Qin Shu'er, Wang Lan, Manshu, and Su Bao'er, he would definitely not see Song Celadon's small movements, Wei Wanqing, Qin Shu'er, Manshu, and Wang Lan would only think that they were just normal misplaced fake kisses.

In the glimmer of his eyes, Qin Munan's panic for a few milliseconds was captured by Song Celadon, and seeing him embarrassed, Song Celadon was relieved.

When the annoyance subsided, the person also became sober, and Song Celadon realized that she had done something ridiculous, she actually took the initiative to peck Qin Munan, how could she let go of her ...... like this?

Her whole face was burned, and her skin was originally blown and broken, very thin, and she was ashamed, and a touch of blush spread on her pretty face, and she couldn't give up.

"Now, do you believe it, Feng Yu?" Until Qin Munan put down Song Celadon, Song Celadon was still in the wooden flute, so this sentence was said by Qin Munan for Song Celadon.

"Song Celadon , you really disappointed me!" Feng Yu lost his mind and got up from the sofa, staggering a little, shaking his body, looking like he might fall down at any time.

"I thought you were a holy woman, I thought you were an autonomous woman. Now I know, I was wrong, I was ridiculously wrong, you are no different from other women, you are just better at packaging yourself than other women, you are a green tea woman after all. ”

"You and Wei Wanqing share a man, it's too dirty, you know?"

"It's dirty. ”

Saying that, Feng Yu's soul staggered out of the door without possession, although he didn't drink, but like a drunken man, he paused when he came to the door, and held the Roman pillar on the side of the door: "Song celadon, I don't want to see you again in the future." ”

"Let's go, Aunt Peng. ”

Peng Jing listened to Feng Yu's words. She was like a wake-up machine, mechanically following her, and at this time, she was still in fear.

Song Qingci looked at Feng Yu who disappeared in the hall, slightly apologetic, but there was only a trace of it, when Feng Yu ignored her feelings and approached the Song family with benefits, she was destined not to like this person. Her Song celadon is not an object, not an exchange of interests between families, and pursuing her in this way is a trampling on her dignity.

"Well, don't apologize. Wei Wanqing held Song Celadon's hand and comforted her, "To treat this kind of scoundrel, you should use this method to make him die." ”

"I know, Sister Wanqing, I love you. "Song celadon is tired of Wei Wanqing.

"Celadon is only interested in men. Wei Wanqing said with a half-smile.

Qin Munan heard Wei Wanqing and Song Celadon talking, his eyes withdrew from the outside of the large living room, he breathed a sigh of relief, and thought to himself, it was finally over, and there was no need to play Song Celadon boyfriend anymore.

Is it really over?

At the revolving ladder of the castle, Zhang Guihua is using a Huawei mobile phone to pack photos for someone, there is a gentle peck of Qin Munan and Princess Song Celadon hugging, a close-up of Qin Munan kissing Song Celadon forehead, and Qin Munan intimately hugging Song Celadon, and the picture of Song Celadon Bird clinging to people.

The name of the file is: Miss Celadon is in love with the third young master.

At the same time, in the Song family in Hangzhou, in the study of Mrs. Song, Mrs. Song was writing Mao Gong's "Qinyuan Spring and Snow".

The scenery of the northern country, thousands of miles of ice, thousands of miles of snow drifting.

Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, only the remnants are reckless, up and down the big river, and suddenly lost and surging.

Mountain dance silver snake, the original Chi wax elephant, want to be higher than the heavenly public test.

......

Pity the Qin Emperor and the Han Dynasty, slightly lose the literary style, the Tang Dynasty and Song Ancestors, slightly inferior to the coquettish.

A generation of Tianjiao, Genghis Khan, only knows how to bend the bow and shoot the eagle.

The past, the number of romantic figures, but also look at the present.

Mrs. Song did it in one go, the words were vigorous and powerful, and the style was slightly nostalgic.

After writing it, Mrs. Song tasted it by himself again, and after thinking it was very good, he opened a box and took out a jade stone seal, ready to print it on the payment.

At this moment, the mobile phone on the table suddenly flashed, and the soft light spread out in all directions. Mrs. Song put down the seal, put on the reading glasses on the table, poured a cup of good Longjing, sat on the sandalwood Taishi chair, and then unlocked his hand, drank tea in a row, and clicked on WeChat.

cough cough, when Mrs. Song saw the file name that Zhang Guihua packed, he was scalded by the tea. He was lazy on the back of the chair, but he immediately sat up straight, his hands trembled, and the mobile phone fell to the ground, collapsed twice, and got under the desk.

He put down the Longjing tea and bent down to pick up the phone, and when he bent down, the reading glasses that were originally hanging randomly slipped off his face with a soft click.

It took a while for Mrs. Song to find her reading glasses and pick up her phone.

Eat a trench, grow a wisdom, this time, Mrs. Song put the teacup far away, buckled the legs of the reading glasses to death, and then unlocked the mobile phone password again, and then clicked on the document package sent by Zhang Osmanthus.

The name of the file is very eye-catching: Miss Celadon is in love with the third young master.

opened the first photo, and saw Qin Munan and Princess Song Celadon hugging, lips pressed together, Mrs. Song's hand shook again, as if he had got a hot potato, the mobile phone collapsed twice in Mrs. Song's palm, fell to the desk, and with a bang, it hit the teacup, and Longjing tea and tea flowed everywhere.

Some of the tea water flowed down the table, like eaves dripping down, wetting the floor. The problem is that part of the tea still flows to the freshly written "Qinyuan Spring, Spring" sticker, and most of the stickers are soaked.

Mrs. Song glanced at it, felt distressed for a second, held on to his reading glasses, picked up his mobile phone and continued to look at the photos.

Looking at it, the corners of Mrs. Song's mouth were slightly hooked, his eyes were narrowed, and the wrinkles on his face gathered together, forming an old chrysanthemum.

"This kid is quite handsome, and he deserves to be the man Celadon likes, not bad. ”

Not bad, Mrs. Song slapped the desk with his palm like a storyteller, using too much force, and after the shooting, he inhaled cold air in pain.

"Dad, what's wrong?"

Hearing the sound of nails in the study, Song Minghong walked in.