"That scumbag is Wei Yize's father."

Hearing what Feng Lang said, Qu Rao's eyes couldn't help but widen.

"Then you and Wei Yize are still half-brothers?"

Feng Lang smiled bitterly.

"I hate to admit it, but it is."

Hearing Feng Lang say this, Qu Rao fell into deep thought.

In the plot, Feng Lang was during filming, and Hang Weiya did not buckle it properly, and he died of a stumble in the air.

As far as she knows, that drama was invested by Wei Yize.

Suddenly, Qu Rao felt that in the plot, the cause of Feng Lang's death may not be so simple.

Everything may be Wei Yize's strategy.

However, now that she has stepped in, she will not let this kind of thing continue to happen.

She will face everything with the wind.

"What's wrong with you?"

Seeing her in a daze, Feng Lang stretched out his hand to her face and waved his hand.

"Uh...... Even if it is related, let's take it as if it is okay. ”

Qu Rao fell into Feng Lang's arms.

"Hmm!!"

A bright laugh overflowed from the corners of his mouth, and his heart was also warm.

She is like a little sun, always warming herself.

Things spread out, and the mood became suddenly bright, and Qu Rao was smooth and soft. Soft and delicate. The body, so in the arms.

Feng Lang felt that his body was beginning to wake up again.

"Go to sleep."

At this time, Qu Rao yawned.

"Let's do something else interesting."

Feng Lang proposed.

"What?"

Qu Rao wondered, and looked at her with misty eyes.

"Uh-huh-"

Her questions were shattered in his crazy kiss.

The next day, when Qu Rao opened her eyes, she felt that her whole body was falling apart.

You can never know how brave a man who has just opened the meat will be.

She's fundamentally one. Didn't sleep at night.

Qu Rao yawned again, at this time, she regretted it very much, okay?

I knew that I wouldn't have flirted with the wind, woo woo.

"Are you awake?"

Feng Lang pushed the door in and saw Qu Rao sitting on the bed, the quilt piled up on her waist, and her upper body was exposed.

On her skin, which is as thin as white porcelain, there is a pink luster, and on her smooth body, there is also a . Traces of the night.

She has her mouth open. Ba Xiu yawned angrily, looking at it cutely, for a while, Feng Lang felt that his heart was melting.

His eyes were also a little darker, mixed with some lust.

Qu Rao saw him with wolf-like eyes, and quickly lifted the quilt on his waist.

"I don't want it."

Qu Rao's soft eyes are full of water.

Seeing her like this, Feng Lang smiled.

He walked over to the edge of the bed and sat down and took her soft. The soft body was held in the bad.

"Who said I was sick last night?"

Feng Lang asked with a smile.

"I was wrong!"

Qu Rao raised her hands in surrender.

"Hurry up and go out for breakfast."

Feng Lang lowered his head and dropped a kiss on her face.

"Okay."

Qu Rao hugged the quilt, still without moving.

"What's wrong?"

Feng Lang looked at her for a long time, but there was a kind of banter in his eyes.

All along, it was she who picked. Amuse yourself, provoke yourself.

It's also rare, seeing some shyness on her face, Feng Lang thinks it's very interesting.

Qu Rao also saw what Feng Lang meant, but she was really not embarrassed.

In her qui Rao's dictionary, there is no word for shyness.