After tossing for most of the day, An Qing flew back to Haicheng.

The dual experience of ice and fire, she seemed to have a little cold, her nose was stuffy on the way back, and her throat was a little blocked.

Anyway, after taking two days off, she went back to her room, closed the curtains, found cold medicine, and didn't read the instructions, threw a few pills into her mouth and fell asleep.

She didn't know how long she had been asleep, and she was dazed when she heard the doorbell ringing in her ears.

"Who?"

She woke up, the curtains were very good, the room was still very dark, and the person outside the door did not answer, but patiently rang the doorbell.

Jingle bells, jingle bells.

"Here we are."

She had to get up, probably really slept for a long time, her whole body was soft, she rubbed her forehead, and walked lightly to the door.

Except for the assistant, no one knew that she had returned from leave early, so she opened the door sleepily.

"Lele...... Uh......"

The sun was shining outside the door, and she was extremely uncomfortable with An Qing, who had just come out of the dark room, she squinted and saw a slender figure standing at the light source, with a faint halo around her body.

As soon as she recognized the silhouette of the man, the latter grabbed her arm, and the next second, she was pushed back into the room, and the door closed behind them.

There was a soft click on the door lock, and An Qing's nerves tensed.

"Get out!"

She would never have thought that Fu Weinian would also come to Haicheng.

Thousands of miles away, he appeared in front of her unexpectedly.

In the dim light, Fu Weinian pushed her against the wall, looked down at her delicate eyebrows, and said in a light voice: "Surprise? ”

"Get out!"

An Qing was shocked and anxious, Fu Weinian had always had ill intentions towards her, and now that the two were alone, she didn't dare to imagine what would happen.

During the resistance, Fu Weinian's face leaned down towards her, An Qing dodged, his body was pressed against the wall by him, he tightened her face with one palm, met An Qing's angry gaze, and smiled hoarsely.

"Baby, I've been waiting for this day for a long time......"

When his lips came up, An Qing was so disgusted that she wanted to vomit, but Fu Weinian obviously enjoyed it, rubbing her tight lips, extremely patient, as if tasting the sweetest wine in the world.

He was not in a hurry, he had indeed waited for a long time for this day, and now, An Qing was in his pocket, and he didn't want to stop so easily.

He's going to play slowly.

The disparity in strength between men and women made An Qing control it for a long time no matter how hard she struggled, and for a moment, she almost gave up, remembering the same scene a few years ago.

That time, it was Fu Mochuan who arrived in time to save her, what about this time?

No, Fu Mochuan is busy cultivating relationships with other women.

In desperation, she stopped struggling and looked at Fu Weinian coldly.

"There's a cover in the bedside table, you wear it yourself or I'll help you, I don't want to leave it behind."

Fu Weinian looked at her with interest: "Oh? Can I know who it's for? ”

Fu Mochuan is far away in Bincheng, what does she want this thing to do as a lone woman?

"It's not about you."

Fu Weinian's expression was more playful, with a low face and ambiguous. Blowing in her face.

"But I don't want to have anything tied to you."

An Qing turned her face in disgust.

"Let's go to bed, I've just done it with someone, and my legs are so soft."

She thought of all kinds of ways to escape, but Fu Weinian smiled even more happily, and suddenly, An Qing was picked up by his waist, he crossed her legs, circled her, and whispered in her ear: "So what? Baby, I'll just move, you can enjoy it. ”

An Qing took advantage of him to speak, his face reached over and bit the corner of his ear violently.

She bit hard, and the smell of blood soon gushed out of her mouth, and Fu Weinian was so painful that she finally pushed her away.

With a thud, she slammed to the floor, but she didn't have time to pay attention to the pain all over her body, and she reacted and crawled towards the door.

Fu Weinian touched the tips of his ears, looked down at the blood in his palms, and the evil smile in his eyes was a little angry.

An Qing's hand was already reaching the doorknob, and he stepped forward and stepped on her back.

An Qing's body that had just climbed up fell down again, Fu Weinian looked at the slender figure at the bottom of his feet, a sneer welled up in his eyes, and he leaned over and grabbed her hair.

"Help!"

An Qing gritted her teeth and endured, prostrate on the side of the door, and pounded the door panel hard.

Knock knock.

The dull knock sounded only a few times, and Fu Weinian picked up her thin body with his big palm and threw it away with his backhand.

Hmmm-

An Qing slid a few meters away along the floor, and was thrown to pieces, she was about to stand up again, when Fu Weinian came over and pressed against her......

During the struggle, An Qing heard Lin Lewen's voice.

"Sister An Qing, are you awake?"

She was overjoyed in her heart, Fu Weinian reached out to cover her mouth, and at the same time untied his belt.

She screamed, using her hands and feet, even her teeth, and resisted with all her strength.

Maybe Lin Lewen didn't feel right and called the waiter, anyway, when the door was pushed open, a fierce scene was playing out in the room.

"Yikes!"

Lin Lewen screamed in a panic, and the people around her also had different expressions.

There are hotel employees, there are crew members, several.

Fu Weinian glanced at them lazily for a few moments, and finally let go of An Qing and stood up from her.

"Get out, I haven't seen anyone do it. Love? ”

The look of the spectator is even more exciting.

An Qing slowly sat up from the floor with an indifferent expression.

"Lin Lewen, help me ask this gentleman out, he went to the wrong room drunk and went to the wrong room."

Fu Weinian's ears were still bleeding, and half of his body was dyed red, he didn't seem to care, condescendingly, and looked at An Qing in a swaying manner.

Lin Lewen hesitated for a moment, but still walked to Fu Weinian's side: "This gentleman, you should go to the hospital to bandage it." ”

Fu Weinian wiped the corners of his ears, glanced at An Qing deeply, sneered a few times, and finally didn't say anything, turned around and walked out.

He's just one foot away from the door, isn't he?

Lin Lewen squatted in front of An Qing and reached out to help her.

"Sister Anqing, are you okay?"

"You go out too, I want to take a break." An Qing still didn't have any expression.

Lin Lewen nodded, got up, and invited everyone in the room out.

In the room that had been darkened again, An Qing slowly got up from the floor.

Her expression was not clear in the dark, only a pair of watery eyes, and in the faint light, there was a cold glow.

Although Fu Weinian did not succeed again, this matter quickly spread inside and outside the crew, and there were various versions, and the more it spread, the more unbearable it became.

An Qing herself heard a lot, she pretended not to hear it, and still filmed her own scene, fortunately, although the matter was in a uproar, it did not stab the media.

Fu Weinian stayed in Haicheng for another day, picking on An Qing in various ways. Funny, she turned a deaf ear, Fu Weinian's person was erratic and elusive, and disappeared very suddenly, just like when he came.

But An Qing knew that he would not give up.

Time is magician, and no matter how big the storm is, it will slowly fade away.

is like the scandal between her and Fu Weinian.

is also like her and Fu Mochuan.

After returning from Ben Cheng, they didn't talk to each other on the phone, and they didn't know anything about it, so they just faded in contact.

Just as she had expected.

No matter how hot the relationship is, it will slowly end with the change of time and space.

She filmed calmly.

Day after day.

If there is any trouble, it is that Han Yuan's attitude towards her has gradually become subtle.

The two are lovers in the play, and they spend most of the day playing intimacy, so many male and female artists will make it true when they cooperate.

An Qing does not reject this kind of feeling, but when interacting intimately during the shooting, Han Yuan is always overly involved and takes the opportunity to rub oil on her.

After finishing work, he stared at her with that kind of unfinished gaze and said something ambiguous. If you don't have it, it's not so good.

Just like now, it is rare to finish work early, and she is about to go back to her room to rest, but Han Yuan catches up and asks her to go for a walk on the beach.

"I'm sorry, I'm a little tired, you can ask someone else." She politely refused.

Han Yuan looked at her with concern: "Is there something uncomfortable?" Your face is a little bad. ”

"I probably haven't rested well, just go back to sleep." She rubbed her face and prepared to turn around.

Han Yuan grabbed her arm and looked down at her, his eyes shining with softness.

"Can I accompany you?"

“……”

She said with a straight face: "Han Yuan, did you misunderstand something?" ”

Han Yuan's eyes looked at her even more affectionately.

"An Qing, I like you, be my girlfriend."

"I'm sorry, I have a boyfriend."

An Qing was speechless, but when Han Yuan heard her answer, he suddenly smiled.

"Your boyfriend? Is it Fu Sanshao who openly shows his love to you, or is he playing with you on the floor a few days ago. Fu Dashao of love? An Qing, don't be hypocritical, it's not like you haven't slept with anyone, do you want money? How much a night, I'll give you. ”

It turns out that this is her value in the eyes of others.

An Qing's eyebrows did not move, looked at Han Yuan, and slowly raised the corners of her lips.

"How much can you give?"

In fact, she doesn't lose, like Han Yuan, who makes a woman scream, and his spring breeze was once the dream of many women, she took the initiative to send her an invitation at this moment, and generously asked her to make money.

Heh, she's really too pretentious.

"How much do you want?" Han Yuan leaned towards her, his handsome facial features, exuding allure under the shadow of the night. Bewildered colors.

An Qing picked up her palm and slammed it.

Syllable!

Han Yuan covered his face, and his eyes were full of satisfaction.

"It's for you, it's not enough."

An Qing glanced at him coldly and walked away without hesitation.

Lin Lewen saw this scene from a distance and trotted over.

"Sister An Qing, what's going on?"

"Nothing."

She waved her hand wearily and looked out to sea.

"You drive first, I'll walk back by myself."

The hotel was not far from the filming location, and it took about 20 minutes to walk back, and she suddenly felt a little irritated and didn't want to go back so early.

Lin Lewen saw her resolute attitude, said a few words and drove away.

The crew rented a more secluded beach, and there were fewer people at night, An Qing walked along the beach, emptying her mind and not thinking about anything, but she was even more upset.

She simply sat down, clasped her hands on her knees, and looked at the churning water.

Long.

Until a figure sat beside her, she was startled, thinking that it was Han Yuan and the others again, and turned her face suddenly, facing a pair of black eyes that were darker and deeper than the night.

Just a glance, the man hugged her face.

The familiar voice, low, as if in a different world.

"Thinking about me, huh?"