Chapter 32:

This is not the first time Yan Qing has kissed him.
At the first night, he kissed him violently on the bridge. Later, in the car, he made her dizzy, and she woke up with swollen lips.
But in the true sense ... lips and tongues that blend into each other's heart beat, Yan Qing has just realized it now.
He was very hot and dry, biting her with a little bit of cruelty, and grinded it with pity, making her hands and feet soft because of itching. He closed the teeth of Weihe's teeth and attacked the city.
Yan Qing didn't need a little effort, letting her body temperature rise, burning the skin close to him.
Her lips were hot and damp, and she was dizzy, but she knew that if she did n’t stop, Huo Yunshen might get out of control.
This is at home, just a few steps away from the bed, the air is so thick that anything can happen.
... Huo Yun loves Yun Qing deeply, and he kisses Yun Qing too.
She can't ... be stupid.
Even if it feels good, her hands are eager to hug him deeper, she must resist temptation.
Huo Yunshen, the risk factor is too high ...
Yan Qing pinched his palms to keep himself awake, leaning to the beginning, evading his request, panting quickly: "Not enough yet."
Huo Yun deeply pinched her chin and turned back, covering it again: "Not enough."
Yan Qing's lips that he wanted to speak were robbed again. He probably knew that it was over, he couldn't suppress the desire, and it was more enthusiastic than before, sucking on her reluctance.
She didn't have the courage to continue, trying to shrink back, lowering her head to breathe heavily, drilling out of his imprisonment, and sliding off the table.
"... Breakfast is going to be cold," she had a weak voice, stirring some greasy sand, "Hurry up, or your stomach will hurt, remember later, the person you waited for has come back, you haven't lost it, you don't need It ’s not your fault to punish yourself for sleeping and eating.
Yan Qing avoided his sight and blushed badly. Zhizhiwuwu said: "I, I will go make-up first, rest almost, and wait to rush back to the program team."
She had not dared to raise her eyes and hid in the bathroom in embarrassment before closing the door and stomping her feet desperately, flicking in front of the mirror to see her condition.
Very good, a whole box of blusher is painted, almost this scene.
There is still water on the lips, and Yang Shulin's mirror lip glaze is brushed in several layers.
Her heart was stuck in her throat and her eyes were beating chaotically, so that she was about to die.
In order to save his life, Yan Qing left the old house quickly after finishing packing, Huo Yunshen insisted to send her, sitting in the back row, Yan Qing was far away from him with a conscience, until someone asked: "Wife, are you shy?"
Qingqing cat was stepped on the tail: "Dare to love you is not the first kiss!"
Huo Yun laughed quietly, with a meaningful "um" sound: "Neither are you."
Yan Qing thought she said that the time on the bridge was wronged: "It was not forced by you that time."
Huo Yun looked at her deeply, and there was light floating in his black eyes: "So, this time, you were not forced, you volunteered."
Yan Qing choked in a sigh of breath, secretly slap in the face, making you speak less rigorously, and was surrounded by President Huo in three words.
She chose to block her ears, but his low voice still drifted in: "blame me, I didn't consider my wife's inexperience, and I will improve next time."
Qing Qing's cat is absolutely angry.
Yan Qing ran back to the dormitory, threw away the big bags and small bags, and did not have time to do anything else. She knelt down on the bed, folded her hands against the wall, and said softly, "I'm sorry ..."
She scratched her hair and closed her eyes as confessed: "I let him kiss me, but I can keep the bottom line and not be tempted by him."
Yan Qing's throat is a little bit bitter, and repeats lowly: "Guarantee ... not tempted."
If you move your heart, you will be sentenced to death.
Fall in love with someone who can never love her.
When Yan Qing lost her mind, the dormitory door was banged and Ouyang yelled outside: "Do n’t hide inside, you know you ’re home!"
She was teased and got out of bed to open the door. Ouyang came in with small curls side by side and held her looking left and right. The thief sighed with emotion: "After staying with President Huo for two days, I was really nourished and looked really good."
Yan Qing took a slap shot and said, "We are so pure! I'm crying again."
Ouyang embraced her with a pet on her shoulder: "Well, the purest, no more trouble, come and tell you the business, you are now hot, since the night of singing" Flying Bird ", the hot search has been hanging, our show As the water rose, there were a lot of resources to come to the door. The program group was very cautious and chose an award ceremony. The current top nine players formed a temporary group to perform as guests and sang a dance song. "
At the end of December, the year was approaching, and it was time for the major platforms to hold ceremonies. The red carpet award ceremony charity party in the circle could have four or five games a week, and the stars were everywhere. Are willing to participate in such occasions.
Many small groups have sharpened their heads and moved forward. It is really precious that this group of newcomers who have not officially debuted can be invited to be treated.
Little Curly nodded positively: "Yan Yan, you are performing C, and the pressure of the first show is very high. Tomorrow the new chief tutor will be in place and will be responsible for this performance."
Yan Qing remembered: "Suli?"
Little Curly Mao is excited: "Yes! It is Zurich! All the players know that the news has exploded, and those who have eliminated are crying and wanting to come back and be scolded by him."
"……curse?"
Little Curly Hairy: "He has been a mentor for other programs. Because he is strong enough, he is super strict and impersonal. He speaks very hard, but he is handsome and has a temper tantrum."
Yan Qing expressed her understanding that Su Li can do top-notch, naturally have a sense of confidence, and her appearance just happens to be stuck in her aesthetic. She hasn't seen it.
Looking forward.
Strict mentors can make people make rapid progress, especially in the situation where C performance is imminent.
Ouyang didn't want her to be nervous, and changed the subject and asked, "Yes, Christmas is coming soon. I think other players are preparing to give everyone a small gift. Do you want to get it?"
Yan Qing nodded.
Yes, she usually sneaks out. Although it does n’t affect others, she always feels apologetic in her heart. Sending some gifts attentively is a comfort.
Yan Qing said to do it, busy all day, in addition to training to restore the state, weaving small ornaments with wool in the dormitory.
She likes to work by herself when she is idle. The needles are her own. The wool is entrusted by the staff to help her purchase. She has strong hands-on ability. She can knit sweaters, scarves and gloves.
At the beginning, no one found that when she was surrounded by a circle, the dormitory was already crowded with people watching, and VJ was also ordered to rush, raising the camera and slamming her smart white hands.
Cats, cats, dogs, frogs, rabbits, soft and cute, all cute.
Someone is calling: "Fairy craftsmanship! Who can marry the words and surely saved the galaxy in the last life! Begging for merchandisers!"
Yan Qing raised his eyes and smiled brightly: "The volume vendors can't move, but everyone has them."
She finished her long eyelashes with a slight dry smile.
The person who actually married her, not only did not save the galaxy, but also suffered a lot.
VJ filmed enough material to retreat with satisfaction, and thought of the next episode, in addition to the fairy show, Yan Wenwen home + smart wife clever hand Qing will definitely like to mention manual hot search, may be chased by the entire network Called his wife.
Yan Qing stayed in the dormitory. After the crowd had dispersed, she looked at the little ornaments at a table in a daze.
She prepared Christmas gifts for everyone, not only the players, but also the mentors and staff, only ...
The person who most wanted her gift cherished a cheap heart rate bracelet that he bought casually and wore it on his wrist every day.
Yan Qing touched her faintly hot lips, unable to resist the impulse in her heart, carefully selected a roll of dark gray thin woolen thread, changed the needle method, nested in a chair and knit sweater carefully.
Stupid.
At what age, there are still people who can knit sweaters.
In particular, Huo Yunshen is so dear to everyone, he is not always able to look at the hand-made customization of luxury brands.
But Yan Qing couldn't control her hand, and the feeling of embracing him also clearly emerged. Her shoulder width, arm and waist circumference were the same, no ruler, all by her own measurement.
The next morning, all the staff gathered in the large practice room to distribute gifts to each other. Yan Qing noticed that the captain and team member who had satirized her many times before, scorned to stay at the end of the crowd and looked at her. With a smiley face, the gift for her is also the most expensive.
... I do n’t know how Mr. Huo handled it, and it scared people completely like sex.
Yan Qing ’s hand-made small items are the most anticipated. The program team should keep a look. She naturally put her at the end. When she carried the bags one by one, the door behind her rang, and a group of figures approached the camera.
The girls immediately screamed wildly.
Yan Qing looked back at the highly recognizable face, with sharp edges and corners, and a little untamed wild.
Anyway, she used to be the star she had chased before, of course she knew, and quickly bowed with everyone quickly: "Mr. Su is good."
Su Li looked at her and nodded slightly: "Christmas gift?"
There are active girls who are good at fighting for the camera and help her answer: "The words are made by hand, they are super nice! Everyone has a share!"
Su Li had no expression, and the tea-colored peach blossom eyes stopped on Yan Qing and asked, "Does it include me?"
The room is quiet.
The legendary high cold is harsh and impersonal?
I asked for a small gift as soon as I came in.
When Yan Qing met the former idol, she was a little nervous. She prepared it for all five mentors. Of course, including Su Li, she picked up a little fox and gave it to the other four in turn. past.
She walked back, ready to stand in the line, and passed by in front of Su Li again. Su Li suddenly moved her lips and asked in a whispered voice: "Are you Yun Qing?"
Yan Qing stared, looking at him in surprise.
The camera was filming. She didn't speak. She returned to the team as usual. When introducing herself to the new mentor, she looked at Su Li. She raised her eyebrows and clearly bite the words clearly: "Good mentor, my last name is Yan Qing. "
She did not expect that in such a short time, the amount of discussion on her on Weibo has doubled fiercely, just because the new Su tutor joined today and everyone knows that the fans are looking forward to waiting for love The bean studio is dynamic.
Didn't wait, it was sent out, nine pictures.
The most conspicuous one in the middle, Su Li's eyes were lowered, and a gentle arc was drawn, raising his hands, palms up, and opposite him, the long-haired girl was carrying a little fox ear, smiling Put it in his palm.
The text is also intimate: "On the first day of" Pinnacle Girl ", I received a Christmas gift made by the players."
Min Jing panicked, and hasn't panicked in a long time.
Today, Brother Shen had no driver. He was in charge of driving. As soon as his heart drifted, he missed the entrance to the underground garage of the Huo's headquarters building and turned straight to the parking apron in front of the building.
Realizing that it was too late to remedy, Min Te helped the sweat in his head.
He and Brother Shen have been through a lot of hardships and storms for many years. They have practiced Vajra Heart early, but it's Guan Yunqing alone. He became a hairy kid at school that year and he messed up accidentally.
Waiting for Brother Shen to know about the broken things on the Internet, it is estimated that he will die.
Min Jing said dryly: "Brother I'm wrong, I now turn around and go back."
"No," Huo Yunshen lifted his eyes from the back, "Go through the door."
Huo Yunshen got out of the car and stepped up the stairs. When he was about to enter the glass door, he stopped suddenly and turned back slowly. His dark eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked across the busy street.
Min Jing is sensitive: "Someone? Are you monitoring?"
Huo Yun stared blankly for a moment, the feeling of being sharply peeped in a flash, the traffic on the prosperous main street surging and changing every second.
He didn't speak, turned around and entered the building, the special elevator leading to the top floor went up quickly, the cold and hot were suitable, but Min Jing frequently rubbed his forehead.
Huo Yunshen's tone turned cold: "What's wrong with Qing Qing."
Min Jing almost choked to death. He said that the nerve of Shen Brother was really on Yun Qing, and he could feel it with a touch of wind and grass. He cried with grief: "Brother, that, you are not letting me arrange a new replacement for He Jijin for the program group. Mentor ... "
Huo Yun frowned deeply.
When the elevator arrives, the folio doors move smoothly to both sides.
Huo Yunshen didn't use his nonsense. He logged in to Weibo with his specially-registered account for chasing stars, and swiped the screen a little bit. The truth became clear. A series of bloggers related to Qingqing he followed were all reposting the same Weibo.
Text, pictures, little fox put on her by man.
Hand-made, Christmas gifts.
Like the fine and dense needles, each one pierced the most sour spot on his heart without error.
After waiting for a long while, Min Jing finally heard President Huo's looting death question: "I asked you to find someone who looks ugly, don't you understand?"
The author has something to say: Deep jealous warning QAQ
Min Tezhu: Brother, you want to be red, you need to have a big coffee, you need to be strong, and you need to be ugly. You might as well kill me.