In this world, how can there be any past and present lives? Even if there is, who has seen it? Who would believe it?

"Actually, whether you are angry or not is just your own inner induction, you should train your heart to be a little more generous, so that you are a tolerant person, and you will not be so easily angry with me." Jing Qingran said.

The man didn't speak.

"If you're tired, put me down." Jing Qingran said.

"Not tired." He said.

"Actually, you don't have to force it." She said.

"Carry you on your back for a little longer." He said.

This woman with her back on her back, inexplicably, was reluctant to put her down.

I just want to carry her on my back and keep walking, and I hope that the road ahead will never end.

Jing Qingran is actually not heavy, and it is very comfortable to carry on his back, like carrying a soft cloud on his back.

I really want to sleep. Jing Qingran opened his mouth slightly, this man's back is really comfortable, whether it is in the past life or in this life.

Mu Zhengchen naturally heard Jing Qingran's lazy voice, he looked sideways slightly, and saw her side face, "You want to sleep so soon?" ”

"It's too boring......" Jing Qingran said lazily.

"If it's boring, you can change it, and you can carry me." He said lightly.

"How could I carry you?" Jing Qingran was obviously unwilling to carry him.

If she is not crushed to death by him, it is already fate.

"You can exercise your abilities." The man said lightly as if nothing had happened.

"I don't want it, I know that there are tigers in the mountains, why do I want to go up to Tiger Mountain? I know I can't carry you, why do I have to carry you? What if I'm crushed to death by you? Jing Qingran said.

"Fool." A shallow smile seemed to be visible on his lips.

"I'm not stupid!" Jing Qingran explained very solemnly.

The camera has been capturing them, long shots, close shots, various angles, shooting a lot.

It's just that the two of them kept chatting and didn't pay attention.

The picture shot in this way is also more realistic.

No matter how far the road is, there will be an end, and no matter how slow you go, you will still go.

"I'll come down, and we'll walk back together." Jing Qingran said.

The man nodded faintly and lowered her from his back.

The sea wets their feet.

The tide rises and falls, and the long footprints on this beach are smoothed by the sea.

The two turned around to find that the camera had been filming themselves.

Jing Qingran was not surprised, after all, she had acted in many scenes, and Mu Zhengchen was not surprised, because he had always been very indifferent, and both of them knew that they were filming wedding advertisements, so in the face of the camera, they could only act as if nothing happened.

Wouldn't it be too monotonous to walk back like this?

The director wanted to call these two people to do some intimate movements, like a newlywed couple, like glue and paint, flirting and scolding.

But looking at Mu Shao's cold face, he knew that this kind of thing was very difficult.

Therefore, the director can only look at Jing Qingran, and when Jing Qingran sees the director's eyes, she knows that she should do something, but, seriously, she really can't do anything to this person.

Jing Qingran thought for a long time, her hand trembled slightly to touch his hand, touched his slender knuckles, felt like her hand was burned by fire, and wanted to quickly withdraw her hand, but halfway through, she mustered up the courage to touch his hand again, in fact, she wanted to pull him, but her courage was really lacking, and she didn't dare to pull his hand hard, so she could only touch it gently and test it slowly.

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