Mommy and Daddy came to confess again

After filming during the day, but still being squeezed by this man at night, Yan Qinghuan felt that she was almost hollowed out.

Fortunately, he is much more restrained now than before, otherwise she probably wouldn't be able to get up to shoot the next day.

Huo Sihan buried his head in her neck, smelling the fascinating fragrance from her body, and asked in a low voice: "Well, I don't move my hands or feet, I will move elsewhere."

Yan Qinghuan's little face turned red all of a sudden, and she glared at him in embarrassment, "Huo Sihan, can you limit yourself?"

Huo Sihan looked at her innocently, "Huanhuan, I'm talking about talking, where did you think?"

Yan Qinghuan: ...

Move your mouth?She was careless.

Yan Qinghuan pretended to be calm and said: "What I said was also talking."

"Really? Isn't it the first day you kissed your husband and blushed like this?"

Yan Qinghuan fanned the air with her hands, "Can't I be too hot?"

Seeing her pretending to be calm, Huo Sihan laughed, "Okay, of course."

Yan Qinghuan blushed even more from his laughter, and threw herself on him angrily, covering his mouth, "Don't laugh!"

The three little guys took advantage of the fact that the two of them were not paying attention, and quickly dismantled the pendant, and they saw the tracking chip inside.

Yan Zhanfeng's eyes flickered, and he immediately thought about it.

Yan Zhanfeng made an OK gesture, and Yan Xiaoyu returned the reinstalled necklace to Yan Qinghuan, "Mommy, I finished the painting."

Yan Qinghuan took the necklace and put it on again, not knowing when that person would take action again.

……

Huo Qianke accompanied Ling Ao wandering around Qinghe for a long time, he was almost exhausted, but Ling Ao seemed like a normal person.

Several people found a milk tea shop. Ling Ao ordered a cup of hot milk tea for Huo Qianke. Seeing that no one noticed them, he couldn't help pinching the tip of Huo Qianke's nose, "Little lazy bastard, can't keep up?"

Huo Qianke slapped his hands off, "Don't touch your hands outside."

She took a sip of milk tea and looked at him sadly, "Do you still have the guts to think that I can't keep up physically? I want to ask you, how do you manage to be so energetic every night until midnight? "

Ling Ao smiled embarrassedly, "It's still in the exploration stage, so I can't control myself, wait until we get to know each other better..."

Ling Ao approached her and lowered his voice, "I'm more skillful, so I can make you more comfortable."

Huo Qianke was so frightened that he hurriedly covered his mouth, and looked at him with shame and annoyance, "Ling Ao, shut up! Make me more comfortable? I think you clearly want my life!"

How could her old arms and legs be able to withstand his singing and dancing every night.

Ling Ao grabbed her hand and put it under the table, "This kind of thing really makes people want to die, next time, you don't have to keep a straight face and hold back your emotions, just yell if you want."

Huo Qianke had black lines on his face, how could he say such words shamelessly?

"I'm calling your sister! I'm calling! Ling Ao, let me go!"

Ling Ao curled the corner of his lower lip, and shook the hands of the two under the table childishly, "I won't let you go, even if you beat me to death."

Childish ghost!
Huo Qian couldn't pull back, so she just let him go, anyway, no one else could see, she took a sip of milk tea, it was warm.

She couldn't help but quietly glanced at Ling Ao, meeting his eyes, Huo Qianke pretended to look away as if nothing had happened.

Ling Ao laughed at her, "If you want to see it, just look at it openly, anyway, it's already yours."