Zhaoyang Road is not broken

The dull sea drowned overhead, and a mermaid walked among the thorns.In front of him was a stormy sea, circles of fish eating fish, sharks staring at him, Haoyue slashed with his bare hands, was bitten, the shark was also severely injured, and the blood on its teeth reminded it that this was not a bone easy to chew.

The shark was running away, giving up its food and becoming its prey, its offense and defense were reversed and dominated by humans, and the bright moon ignored its surrender and caught up.Seeing that the strategy was inappropriate, the shark anxiously opened its mouth to scare Haoyue.Without fear, Haoyue calmly covered her inner strength in her palm, and gave a fatal blow to the shark's head. The air wave shook the seawater that was constantly obstructed, and the shark spit out blood, which stained the surrounding area and slowly submerged the entire sea ...

Pacing in the room until the woolen carpet became hot from friction, Gong Zhao used cloth with his left hand and fist with his right hand, beating with both hands one after another, calming his heart with regular steps and movements.On the night when Haoyue returned to SZ, that night, she suddenly developed a low-grade fever in the early morning and couldn't wake up, as if she was in a nightmare.

Every time Haoyue had a fever, Gong Zhao was so nervous that he was in a state of ups and downs. This feeling was the same as that of family members guarding outside the emergency room.

Gong Zhao walked for a while, sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Jiaoyue, touched Jiaoyue's forehead with pity, and kissed her face all over her face.When the bright moon is quiet, it looks like an angel, but unfortunately, the angel has no vivid reaction at all.Gong Zhao took Jiaoyue's hand, which had been unable to keep warm under the quilt, and gently stroked his fingernails. When he reached the third finger, his finger flicked to Gong Zhao's eyes, and Gong Zhao covered his eyes in surprise.

"I'll help you sit up, are you thirsty? Drink water?" Gong Zhao handed his cup to Jiaoyue.

"Are you a dog? Why stay by my side all the time, I won't lose you." Jiaoyue didn't have a good word to say.

Gong Zhao: "..."

"It's better if your mouth is more poisonous, and I have fewer rivals in love." Gong Zhao also learned to comfort himself.

Jiaoyue gave him a white look, with sickly little eyes full of charms, Gong Zhao's heart skipped two beats, "Are... are you ready for your show?"

"Is my show still Moonlight's show? Does your own company want me to manage it for you?"

Ever since moonlight made the challenge (fighting the arena and opening the show at the same time), Haoyue traveled around the field to collect materials and come up with the perfect idea, and finally chose to use the national costumes of the northern nomadic people as the prototype for the transformation out of selfishness.Director Tang (Tang Feiming) was filming the promotional film, and Jiaoyue went there regardless of her health. She could help a little at the shooting scene.Gong Zhao, on the other hand, has this company in his eyes besides chasing his daughter-in-law. Dong Xun has a big opinion on this.Words like "Your company is still mine, why do you let me clean up all the stalls?" Such speeches are the voices of Dong Xun, the poor little assistant and moonlight director who was squeezed by the unscrupulous boss MR. Gong.

"Yes, yes, I will reflect on myself." Gong Zhao, who knows his mistakes and can correct them, lowered his noble head, "Whatever you say is what you say, do you want some corn porridge?"

"……Um."

There was a warm aroma of corn porridge in the room, Gong Zhao was wearing a plaid silk dress at home, and looked at himself intently, Jiaoyue's cheeks were flushed by the invisible "home" aura, and her complexion improved a lot.Gong Zhao attributed all these to his loving corn porridge.

"How is it? Does your stomach feel better?" Gong Zhao asked.

"I don't have a stomach problem." Jiaoyue sipped the porridge with a bowl in her hands, her cute appearance melted Gong Zhao's heart, why didn't she think that Jiaoyue was so cute before, hey, it would be even better if she could close her mouth alright.

Gong Zhao probed his forehead and compared his palm with his own forehead. The temperature of Jiaoyue's body has always been relatively low, so he didn't find anything.

"Don't move." His forehead was pressed against his forehead, the other person's temperature was a little higher than his own, Gong Zhao asked, "Do you want to take antipyretics?"

Bright Moon with her head buried in the bowl blinked her eyes.

"Okay, don't eat if you don't want to eat. I'll turn off the air conditioner, so you have a good rest." Gong Zhao is helpless to deal with a lover who doesn't like taking medicine, so he can't keep it in his mouth and feed it...

"Gong Zhao, do you know how the company is doing now?" Fearing suffering like a child, Jiaoyue happily returned the bowl to Gong Zhao without taking medicine, and gestured with a finger to indicate that he would come again bowl.

"Eating so much at night is not afraid of gaining weight..." Gong Zhao muttered, still eating porridge honestly.

Gong Zhao has a well-proportioned figure, and Jiaoyue's 1.8-meter-high frame is not too small. His thin body means that his lower abdomen feels like there is no flesh. I am worried that he will gain weight, and I am a little worried that Zhuge Liang is not smart enough-history will prove everything of.

After eating two bowls of delicious corn porridge, Haoyue regained her spirits, her little face was also flushed, she hugged her knees, nestled under the quilt, like a little squirrel.Jiaoyue lifted a little bit of the quilt, patted the pillow beside her, and invited Gong Zhao to be her bedside person.Unable to figure out what the bright moon meant, Gong Zhao first accepted the invitation and lay down with half of his body.

She leaned sideways, propped her head on one hand, and her slender figure couldn't hide her beauty even under the cover of the milky white quilt.

"Gong Zhao, how is the company doing now?"

Thinking about what to say, Gong Zhaobai was overjoyed and curled his lips, "We have sufficient evidence and won the first battle. The lawsuit is won. I went to see the show today during the day. The layout is not bad, the lighting, The runway, the camera positions, and the rehearsals all looked good."

"Have you rehearsed?"

"The day after tomorrow is the official performance. Tang Feiming said that we can't delay everyone's progress because of you alone. He acted as the on-site director and directed the appearance and positioning of the models." Gong Zhao expressed as tactfully as possible.Tang Feiming's speech today was a bit ugly. He scolded Jiaoyue for being irresponsible at work, lacking professionalism, not knowing how to lead a team, and going it alone...

"Tang Feiming? Heh, he must have said something bad about me." Jiaoyue guessed right.

Gong Zhao scratched his head and spoke for Tang Feiming, "Actually, he didn't have any bad intentions. It's just that we are two people at work. Old Tang has worked with me for many years and has a lot of experience, but he has been on the outside, filming and filming Still photos, I didn’t see him offer to be the on-site director. He lost his temper in front of everyone, but he apologized to me in private, and secretly told me that he is your fan.”

With a casual smile, Jiaoyue nodded, "I'm not angry...I didn't go today, please share with me, how is the performance of Baye Gushan?"

For a while, Gong Zhao said reluctantly, with a nasal voice: "That Wen Qing...just, that's it...everyone is fine, if he doesn't hold back...it's fine, newcomer..."

"That is to say, he performed very well." Even Gong Zhao couldn't pick out the thorns, Ba Yegushan seemed to have a certain talent, and Jiaoyue made a conclusion.

"...You care so much about me, why are you always mentioning that kid in front of me?"

"I just said a word."

Gong Zhao hugged his elbows and pretended to be awkward, wanting Jiaoyue to say something nice, "Not a word, you don't care about me at all."

"Are you stupid? Compare yourself with him?"

"what?"

"..." Jiaoyue covered her head with a quilt and stopped talking.

Gong Zhao, who was secretly delighted, stretched out his salty pig's hand tentatively, and fumbled around under the quilt...

"Why~"

"Where is your waist? I want to hug you and sleep." Gong Zhao struggled to climb up to Jiaoyue's small waist.

"Move your hand up a little...don't don't...you touched me (naturally what you touched is not a pure place)." With the waist like a water snake dancing in the palm, Jiaoyue turned over and sat on Gong Zhao, "Gong Puppy, you're not very good today."

When talking about a dog, there will be a dog-like licking and kissing. Gong Zhao wished to tear this person apart to feed his hunger.

"You are a dog, right? Still biting me?" Jiaoyue didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Don't get sick in the future." Gong Zhao's suffocating kiss only gave Haoyue a break to breathe, and then he rushed forward passionately, saying vaguely: "I'm so afraid that you will die of illness."

"How can it be so easy to die of illness, that's enough, human-shaped giant dog, can you sleep or not! If you make trouble again, Dad will not want you!"

Sitting on the other side's straddle to be kissed, Jiaoyue just needs to turn over and get down to be safe, but he just can't get down, and he doesn't want to be kissed, Gong Zhao's face was covered with saliva with his resisting hand, "Have you brushed your teeth? It feels a little dirty .”

Gong Zhao: "..."

"Yue, I consulted a psychiatrist before if you were sick. Guess what he said, he said you were not sick! It's unbelievable, I think you must be frigid." Gong Zhao said angrily.

"..." Jiaoyue smiled evilly, touched Gong Zhao's hand, and within 2 minutes, two people gasped in the room, "I'm frigid? Huh?"

The little brother who is harder than steel bars (not) swayed energetically to the beat of the panting sound. Gong Zhao turned over the bedside table and found some stick-like and jelly-like objects-Runrun and Condom, "Yue, let's count together." Come on, give it to me, I want you so much."

One second back you and me, gluey bodies entangled, and the second after the bright moon mercilessly kicked him out of bed.Gong Zhao clutched his crotch and burst into tears from the pain. He rolled on the ground twice and stopped in front of the closet, his back covered in cold sweat.

"You can't kick it when it's high, you won't lift it!" Gong Zhao protested.

Haoyue with an innocent face after doing something bad: "The body can't help but..."

For the happiness of the rest of his life, Gong Zhao had to ask clearly, "Tell me, since you have feelings for me and we are in a relationship, why don't you...do you mind doing it?" Gong Zhao's face turned blue for a while. Zi, if the bright moon comes hard and he can't beat him, does he have to offer the precious chrysanthemum of the king of a country like this?

Gong Zhao stood up as if looking at death, calmed down, lay on his back on the bed, closed his eyes and shouted: "If you really mind...I don't mind! Come on!"

Jiaoyue was a little surprised, and was also moved by Gong Zhao's courageous devotion. She followed Gong Zhao's wishes and lay on top of him. The long hair of a cat-like tiger fell on Gong Zhao's ear, and she kept moving around, a little itchy. Gong Zhao was tickled and opened his eyes, and met the shining eyes of the bright moon.

"moon……"

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