Fu Mochuan's hands are very good-looking, with distinct bones and slender fingertips.

Watching his long fingers run softly through his hair, the man's eyes focused on ...... That scene is art and enjoyment.

An Qing looked at the man in the mirror, and he also looked down at her, with a shallow smile in his dark eyes.

"Is this a confession?"

A lifetime of companionship.

An Qing was stunned for a moment, and then looked at the smile in his eyes.

"Or is it a marriage proposal?"

He said it seriously, An Qing came back to her senses and quickly cleared it up: "No." ”

"You can be honest." In the hum of the hair dryer, the man's voice still penetrated little by little: "Maybe I will say yes?" ”

agreed to her marriage proposal and was willing to stay with her for the rest of his life.

An Qing's heart trembled, and she didn't know why she asked like that just now, or subconsciously, even if it was just a verbal promise, she wanted to hear him say a word.

"It's okay, you go wash it."

Her hair was already half-dry, and she pushed Fu Mochuan into the bathroom, it must be a physiological reason, and her heart was very upset.

When Fu Mochuan came out of the shower, An Qing was already leaning on the head of the bed, and as soon as she turned her head, she saw that he was shirtless, with only a bath towel wrapped around him.

The man's lean and powerful muscles slammed into her eyeballs.

"Why aren't you wearing the clothes I prepared for you?" She twisted her face.

"Can you wear this?"

Fu Mochuan raised the pajamas in his hand, it was An Qing's bathrobe, well, with his tall physique, it seemed to be a little small.

He dried his hair and sat on the side of the bed, An Qing pointed to the sheet on his side: "You cover this." ”

Fu Mochuan glanced at her and didn't say anything, but when An Qing lay down on his sheet, he also squeezed over.

"Your place is over there."

An Qing pushed him, but he was caught by his backhand, he hugged her tightly, his chin rested comfortably on her shoulder, smelled the faint fragrance, and sighed with emotion: "Duda has come all the way, and you still let me sleep alone?" ”

“……”

It's for you to understand well.

An Qing didn't bother to care about him, turned over and closed her eyes, intending to sleep on her own, but she felt that the hand held on her waist was still moving restlessly, and her back was burning hotter and hotter.

She pretended not to feel it, and heard his hoarse voice behind her ears and asked, "How long will your scene be filmed?" ”

"It's going to take a while, probably after the New Year." She also simply asked: "Have you solved the matter in Bincheng, do you want to go back?" ”

"I'm not going back," his hand slowly wandered, "I'm still going to take you back to Dragon City with me." ”

An Qing sighed, it was much smoother than expected, but also, he was originally assigned to Bincheng for other reasons, so there must be nothing difficult there.

"Is there a job schedule to go back?" There were still many things she wanted to ask, but she thought about it and finally said, "Your father's anger should be gone." ”

"I don't know, whatever."

Fu Mochuan said indifferently, his hands became more and more presumptuous, and An Qing couldn't help but snort lowly: "What do you want to do." ”

Fu Mochuan turned over her body, and through the pillow, his black eyes flashed with a beautiful streamer.

"I can't sleep anyway, so let's do something to help you sleep."

“……”

It's that he can't sleep, she wants to sleep!

When she was in the crew, An Qing was used to getting up early, but this night she slept very deeply, until she was woken up by the doorbell, and Lin Lewen's voice shouted cautiously outside the door: "Sister An Qing, are you awake?" ”

She opened her eyes suddenly, and saw that the people around her had woken up, half-drooping deep eyes, silently looking at her, and she didn't know how long she looked silent.

She was stunned, a little unnatural by his gaze.

"When did you wake up?"

"Just now."

"Why don't you call me?" She whispered: "Don't get up yet? ”

Fu Mochuan still looked at her, with a good-looking arc on the corner of his mouth.

"I can't move, you're holding me down."

An Qing was stunned again, and then reacted, she kept pillowed on his arm.

"You woke me up sooner."

Lin Lewen was still shouting outside the door, she answered, and hurriedly got up from the bed, Fu Mochuan also got up, lazily moving his arms, An Qing rushed into the bathroom, and when she hurried out, she saw Fu Mochuan put on trousers, but he was still naked.

She remembered that he had not brought any luggage with him.

"What are you going to do?" She combed her long hair haphazardly, and looked at him with uneasy eyes: "I'm going to the crew." ”

Fu Mochuan walked over, took the comb in her hand, and carefully combed her long hair.

"There you go."

"Are you leaving today?"

"No, it won't." After combing her hair, Fu Mochuan turned her body and smiled and imprinted a kiss on her eyebrows: "I'll wait for you." ”

I'll wait for you.

An Qing never thought that these three words were so beautiful.

When she hurried to the crew, it was already a long time late, and Liu Pingping said sarcastically: "It's good to be the protagonist, if you want to play a big name, you can play a big name, and the crew is waiting for you." ”

She pretended not to hear it, and went to the director to explain, but fortunately the director didn't say anything and asked her to change her makeup quickly.

Today is her and Han Yuan's intimate drama again, in the invincible sea view room, lonely men and widows stay together and flirt with each other.

She changed into a costume, just a wide T-shirt, the neckline slipped loosely to the side, slightly revealing a touch of sleek fragrant shoulders, two straight and long beautiful legs, giving people infinite reverie.

Han Yuan was already waiting in the studio, and when he saw her appear like this, a scorching light jumped in her beautiful peach blossom eyes.

An Qing was extremely disgusted, but she was very dedicated, and when the director announced the start of filming, the disgust on her face disappeared in an instant, and she was replaced with infinite sweetness.

The sea breeze blows in the early morning sun.

An Qing leaned lazily on the back of her chair, squinting at the sea view outside the window.

Han Yuan walked over to her with a glass of milk, and his voice was dyed with heat: "Drink something." ”

"Thank you."

She smiled and raised her pretty face, and it was over at this time in the script, but Han Yuan shrank his wrist and raised his eyebrows at her.

"I'll feed you."

An Qing's eyes flashed, looking at him with eyes on her, she took a sip of the milk in her hand, and then snorted. He bowed his face to her.

Her face turned pale: "What are you doing?" ”

“cut！” The director finally shouted, and Han Yuan turned his head and explained: "Director, this is a pair of men and women in love, I think this interpretation is better." ”

"I refuse, there is no such paragraph in the script."

"An Qing, the script is dead, and people are alive, don't you think this performance is more real?"

"I don't think so."

Han Yuan looked at her and suddenly lowered his voice: "Have you never done this with anyone?" ”

"Han Yuan, you're enough!"

Seeing that the smell of gunpowder between the two was getting heavier and heavier, the director played a round: "Han Yuan, follow the script." ”

“ok。”

Han Yuan nodded, and handed the milk to An Qing step by step, she reached out to take it, and Han Yuan held her hand stubbornly.

The director didn't stop, An Qing also endured the discomfort in her heart, and quietly pulled her hand, and then Han Yuan dragged her and didn't let go, and the other hand stretched out to her uneasily, back and forth, and the two of them squeezed down on the beach chair.

Han Yuan's face leaned towards An Qing.

"Get out."

An Qing let out a low cry, and the milk in his hand splashed in his face.

At the distance between the face-to-face faces, Han Yuan couldn't avoid it, and in an instant, his clothes were covered with milk stains, and even the tips of his hair were dripping with milk.

“cut,cut!”

The director was unhappy, stopped angrily, looked at An Qing and shouted very unceremoniously: "An Qing, what are you doing." ”

Although Han Yuan didn't follow the script, her performance was too much.

"Director, it's okay, I'll just go wash up."

Han Yuan's generous performance won unanimous praise from the people present, and in comparison, An Qing seemed to be making trouble unreasonably.

The director announced a temporary break, and at the same time called An Qing over to talk, she came back from the training, and saw Liu Pingping sitting on a chair with her hands on her chest, and snorted at her with disdain.

"Sluts are hypocritical, I really think how clean I am."

She pursed her lips and said nothing, and she also had a lot of milk stains on her body, so she also went to the dressing room to freshen up.

"Sister An Qing, Brother Han Yuan did it on purpose." Lin Lewen followed up and said: "Did he harass you last night, do you want to tell Fu Shao?" ”

"No need, I'll take care of it."

Lin Lewen nodded and didn't say anything more.

She walked out of the dressing room after tidying up, and saw Han Yuan also coming out of the other room, and saw her come over on purpose, and put it in her ear and said, "Where are your three young people?" He's gone? ”

Her eyes flickered, thinking that Han Yuan had seen Fu Mochuan and ignored it.

Han Yuan was even more proud, his unscrupulous gaze looked into her wide T-shirt, and his palm was wrapped around at the same time: "He's gone, it's my turn tonight, right?" ”

Dare to love him, he thought that An Qing's refusal last night was because it was inconvenient.

"Get out!" An Qing flashed half a step to the side and looked at him with disgust: "Han Yuan, for everyone's sake, I don't care about you, but don't be too presumptuous." ”

"Huh." Han Yuan laughed lightly, looked at her and said, "What should I do, but I want to be presumptuous as soon as I see you, I'll go to the set first, wait for you." ”

"Sister An Qing," Lin Lewen also saw the scene just now, and stepped forward with a worried face: "Brother Han Yuan is too much, why don't you tell Fu Shao?" ”

"Shoot first." An Qing's face was expressionless.

"An Qing, come here."

As soon as she went to the set, she was called over by the director, Han Yuan stood on one side, his hands in his pockets, and looked at her refreshedly.

"Han Yuan said that he wanted to add a kiss scene here, I thought about it, and I think it's good, what do you mean?"

Compared with An Qing, who made her debut, Han Yuan is much more famous, so the director is asking her on the surface, but in fact, he is also informing.

An Qing glanced at Han Yuan, who had a playful expression, and her eyes were calm: "I have no opinion, but I want to borrow a seat." ”

"ok!" Han Yuan also agreed.

"Let's get started."

The director was relieved, and immediately announced the start of filming, all departments were in place, and An Qing stood on the side of the window, with the blue sea and blue sky behind her.

Han Yuan smiled at the corner of his mouth and walked towards her step by step.

"Honey, I'm coming." He leaned over and spoke in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

An Qing turned her gaze in disgust, and then her eyes were slightly condensed, and she saw Fu Mochuan appear on the set at some point, silently looking at her as in the morning.