She was shocked, and she pushed him with a cold face, warning: "Don't you have to inch in!" ”

The fault of her previous life was that she couldn't hold on to herself, and she was so soft and hard by him, and she lost her position inch by inch...... The mistakes of her previous life have affected so many people, and she doesn't want to be wrong again.

He smiled, sighed silently, and looked at her quietly by the faint light outside the window: "Auntie, don't be afraid, it's Auntie who thinks too much." I just want my aunt to kiss one, just ask my aunt to have a relationship with my nephew; I won't embarrass my aunt. ”

"What?" Xin Huan tightened the quilt: "...... The kiss between my aunt and my nephew? ”

"Hmm." He obediently closed his eyes, his long eyelashes trembling like butterfly wings, "From tonight to the end of "Ink Danqing", it will take a full 6 weeks. In between, my aunt is going to kill me one by one in the arena...... At this time of the night, it may be the most intimate after the end. Is my aunt really patient? He"

He really turned into a child, obediently only sent his cheeks over, and Rou Man whispered: "Auntie......"

How could his words not make her heart ache...... But before she could hesitately come to a conclusion, his cheek pressed against her lips.

The world of the two people is separated from the outside world by a quilt. He clings to her, grinding as if out of nowhere. His cheek pressed against her lips, and he tossed and turned on his own without forcing her to move......

In the world of the quilt, the temperature rose sharply, and she gradually lost her breath, withdrew her lips, and opened her mouth to breathe.

His excitement was arrogantly imprinted on her, and he refused to leave.

She couldn't hold back her whisper, and as soon as he turned his head, her lips fell passively on his...... He whimpered and growled, deepening his tossing and turning.

The breath is wrapped around each other, and it is delivered to the ...... She was violently restrained by him, unable to break free.

It wasn't until his time-set watch sounded that he withdrew his palm from the soft part of her heart, hugged her and helped her breathe a few more times, and then looked at her eyes with a smile: "Aunt Xie's ......"

Xin Huan breathed evenly, and gathered enough strength to push him away. He almost fell, but he controlled it neatly, only a smile on the corner of his lips, and got up to clean himself up. A pair of black eyes still shone dimly in the night, and walked around the room, clearly remembering every point he had been, and brushing away his falling hair, and then walked to the door.

She forcefully turned her head in the opposite direction, trying not to look at his back.

He walked to the door, looked back at her quietly, but smiled. Quietly ran back in two steps, held her down again, kissed her deeply, and ruffled her breath, then smiled and stared deeply at her crimson cheeks, and said softly: "I'm leaving, you sleep for a while." ”

He really left this time, the door was closed tightly, and there was no movement.

She looked at it for a long time, but somehow, she got out of bed and walked to the door on tiptoe. With his ears on the door panel, he listened carefully for a long time to make sure that there was no movement, and then he returned to the bed in amazement.

But no matter what, I can't sleep anymore.

That bastard, did he actually infect her with his weird insomnia? .

And Yu went downstairs and made a phone call. Outside, there were several men of similar size to him, dressed in the same clothes as when he walked into the hotel, and they all walked out from all directions.

The reporters who were hidden in the bushes and cars outside were panicked for a while, holding the camera with a telephoto lens, not knowing which one to follow.

Taking advantage of the chaos, He Yu, who was wearing a women's hoodie, even picked his eyes to watch the chaos outside for half a minute, and then got into the car waiting in the shadows without a hurry and left safely.

He walked away before he was charged again. Words give orders. The men all stopped, and even deliberately walked over to the reporters who were chasing them, clearly revealing their own faces, making the reporters even call the wrong person.

All parties reported success, and Yu Cai happily put away his mobile phone.

Xiaomeng asked in a low voice: "Oba, it's not dawn yet, can you sleep for a while?" ”

He Yu shook his head: "I can't sleep." ”.

Xin Huan slept in a daze until the morning, and received a telegram from Xin Ziyang. Speech. Xin Ziyang said a little nervously: "Something happened!" Someone complained to the media, saying that the draft of "Ink Danqing" was unfair, and the winner had already been determined......"

Xin Huan rubbed the corners of his forehead.

The rules for determining the winner in the draft have long been an unwritten rule in the entertainment industry. The draft is just a show, and the organizer must want to use this form to make their newcomers popular, or to choose the newcomers they like...... However, this rule is not allowed to be broken to the outside world, otherwise it will definitely attract criticism.

Xin Huan asked, "Have you found out who it might be?" ”

She went online while talking, and saw a more detailed version: the revelation pointed directly to the four of Ink and Wash Tianhua, saying that the four of them received special treatment throughout the audition and closed training process, and at a glance they knew that they were the winners of the internal decision; There are even so-called "insiders" who revealed the cooperation plan between LC International and the syndicate, which proves the judgment that the four of them must be the big winners......

In this way, the crime is confirmed.

Xin Ziyang asked in surprise: "Huanhuan, what should we do?" ”

"What should I do?" Instead, she calmed down: "Cold salad! ”

"What do you mean?" Xin Ziyang was stupid.

"Cold treatment, no response. Let them shout whatever they want outside, and if there is a reporter interviewing and telling the company owner, it is only a matter of hypocrisy. simply take advantage of this topic and let the media help us to hype up "Ink Danqing", I can't ask for it! “

Xin Ziyang sighed: "