Chapter 192: Wife's Former Offense

The special smell on Wang Luo's body and his bad hands that could feel rough through his pajamas made Song Qian very angry, and he was fooled and naïve. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Yikes! You're hairy! Song Qian pushed Wang Luo in annoyance.

"I saw that the rats scared the baby to death." Wang Luo hugged Song Qian's soft and fragrant body and chuckled.

"Idiot!" Song Qian was speechless and stepped on Wang Luo, "Send me away." ”

"Oh." Wang Luo obediently let go of Song Qian and walked to the room, where the big bed was messy with clothes.

"You don't clean up." Wang Luo sat on the bed, picked up a lace underwear and said disgustedly.

"Why are you such a scoundrel." Song Qian grabbed it and threw it into the suitcase on the ground with a smile.

"Have you read the script well, there are a few particularly important scenes tomorrow." Wang Luo coughed lightly and began to talk seriously.

Song Qian sat cross-legged on the bed, hugged her chest and looked at Wang Luo, with a look on her face that I would quietly look at you.

In order to enhance the sense of realism, Wang Luo also told Song Qian the position of the camera, and Song Qian believed what he said.

When Song Qian got the script, she found that it was greasy, and a large number of intimate scenes in it were comparable to level three, and they were also scenes that were not helpful to the main plot, and a little IQ could be seen, it was obviously made up by Wang Luo, a bastard, just to take advantage.

I already knew that with Wang Luo's possessive personality, how could he shoot this kind of shot and put it on the screen, but looking at Wang Luo's appearance of racking his brains so much in order to take advantage, Song Qian still felt that it was very cute.

Wang Luo believed everything he said about the script, and found that Song Qian was smiling at him, and couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, not a mockery, but a feeling of watching the mentally retarded.

"Why don't you continue?" Song Qian saw Wang Luo stop and asked suspiciously.

"You don't care about it as an actor." Wang Luo sighed.

"Do you want me to cooperate with you?" Song Qian pouted.

"How can you disrespect the actors." Wang Luo rolled his eyes.

"Who let the actor play hooligan?" Song Qian smiled and tilted her head to look at Wang Luo, "Do you use this method of coaxing and deceiving every woman?" ”

"What do you mean by coaxing and cheating?" Wang Luo was a little dissatisfied: "I'm doing a serious job." ”

"Pickling girls is your serious job?" Song Qian narrowed her eyes, smiled and reached out to pinch Wang Luo's cheek.

"You think I'm soaking you?" Wang Luo raised his eyebrows slightly: "Don't forget who asked me to be responsible at the beginning." ”

"The more you say it's the beginning." Song Qian stroked the long hair in her ears, "But now I have found a better little guy." ”

"Your little one still asks me today." Wang Luo snorted lightly.

"What's so proud, you're someone's brother-in-law." Song Qian hammered Wang Luo in annoyance.

"Damn sister-in-law." Wang Luo touched his nose.

"When are you going to go?" Song Qian looked at Wang Luo and asked suddenly.

Wang Luoleng paused, and a trace of embarrassment flashed in his eyes, "Where are you going?" ”

"What do you say?" Song Qian blinked.

"I don't know, I don't have to go." Wang Luo smiled.

"Is there any reason?" Song Qian tilted her head and asked.

"There should be." Wang Luo smiled, reached out and grabbed Song Qian's little hand and kneaded it, "It's just that I haven't thought too much about it." ”

"I've actually always had a question, why are you wandering around Jeju Island alone." The strength and warmth from his hand made Song Qian a little uncomfortable, and she pursed her lips and asked.

"I just want to know that." Wang Luo smiled.

"Zhiyan, you have amnesia." Song Qian asked cautiously.

"It should be." Wang Luo nodded.

"So, your face blindness, is it true?" Song Qian asked again.

"Do you think my amnesia has anything to do with face blindness?" Wang Luo raised his eyebrows and asked.

"A few days ago, Kong Xiaozhen's predecessor received a script, and the male protagonist couldn't read the words clearly, because of major trauma." Song Qian said softly.

"I wrote that script." Wang Luo smiled.

"You?" Song Qian was taken aback.

"Let's talk about the show." Wang Luo touched Song Qian's little hand on the net.

"Do you already have an answer?" Song Qian grabbed Wang Luo's hand and met his smiling eyes.

"Answer, this thing seems to be very important to you women." Wang Luo was silent for a moment and chuckled.

"It's not important, but it's cranky." Song Qian said softly.

"Will you too?" Wang Luo raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Yes, because I don't want to lose you either." Song Qian's cheeks were a little hot, "As the heroine who has cooperated." ”

"If you cooperate with me, maybe I will have the answer." Wang Luo licked his lips, slowly kissed Song Qian's chin, and then moved to her earlobe little by little, and chuckled in a low voice, "Come to play." ”

"It's just a joke." Song Qian's body was soft, and her voice became sweet.

"Take off my clothes." Wang Luo chuckled.

Song Qian bit her lip, obediently took off Wang Luo's clothes, and unbuttoned her shirt with trembling fingers.

"Your character is a queen, and it's not a small thing." Looking at Song Qian's blushing and timid appearance, Wang Luo stroked her cheek and smiled, "Be dedicated." ”

Song Qian's hand shook, took a deep breath and glared at Wang Luo, and then her expression slowly became arrogant, her beautiful eyes were full of banter, and her expression seductively unbuttoned Wang Luo.

Wang Luo swallowed his saliva, looked at Song Qian's seductive little tongue, turned over and pressed her under him.

"Give me a tap!" Song Qian said with a coquettish expression.

"Spread your legs apart." Wang Luo's voice was a little hoarse.

Song Qian bit her lip and hesitated, snorted lightly and did so, and her little hand began to untie his belt according to the script written by Wang Luo.

As soon as the belt was loosened, a hot dragon hit the back of Song Qian's hand, making her gasp, and looked at Wang Luo in shock: "Why didn't you wear it!" ”

"It's not written in the script to be worn." Wang Luo controlled his breathing and buried his head in Song Qian's chest.

"Play, play! It's not for you to take advantage of it, bastard~ Huh! Don't bite~"

Then there was an ambiguous sound of struggle in the room, accompanied by Wang Luo's somewhat heavy low roar.

Song Qian, who had been picked up as a lamb and turned cherry blossom-colored because of her shyness, writhed her delicate body uneasily, and her already somewhat free consciousness subconsciously responded to Wang Luo's movements, until an indescribable sense of swelling made her let out an exclamation.

"You!" Song Qian trembled in pain, and her big watery eyes were full of shame, "There is no such thing in the script!" ”

"Actors have to learn to play themselves, don't clamp me, I won't be able to get in." Wang Luo bit it, and the sweat on his forehead dripped on Song Qian's flushed chest.

"Liar!" Song Qian gasped, gritted her teeth and glared at Wang Luo fiercely, and then slowly softened her body to relieve her physical discomfort.

But Wang Luo fell into not keeping his promises, rubbing and rubbing, so he changed to sports.

For a while, the house was full of ambiguity.

Zheng Xiujing walked around the street with Cui Xueli and Liu Yiyun, and her right eyelid was beating all the time, so she went back to the hotel in advance, and knocked on Wang Luo's door first, and found that he was not in the room, and no one answered the phone.

Rubbing her eyes back to her room, she just pushed open the door when she heard a moan that haunted her, and she cried.

Zheng Xiujing gasped and instinctively closed the door.

The loud noise of closing the door did not disturb Wang Luo, who was working on the bed.

Usually Song Qian bullied Zheng Xiujing, and the first time she saw Song Qian's coquettishness that made people want to rub her body, Zheng Xiujing was full of complexity, gritting her teeth and looking at the generous back who was galloping with anger on her face.

And Song Qian, who was already a little unconscious, seemed to see Zheng Xiujing in her distraction, dragging her tired and weak body and letting out a whimper.

"Wang Luo! I'll spell it for you! Zheng Xiujing shouted and threw herself towards Wang Luo.

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