Long time talent and deep love [entertainment circle]

"Is the gift big?" He Ercheng was curious again, wondering if it was a scene arrangement for a marriage proposal?But thinking about it, it seems that it is not the case. If that is the case, Quan's father and Quan's mother should not be downstairs when they came in. They would have been squatting in a certain room, recording videos, and setting off colored firecrackers.

"Well... Anyway, I know you will like it."

"En." He Ercheng responded, the expectations were beyond the scope, so far, it seems that except for the surprise of the marriage proposal, other things are not expected.

It was hinted at when I was in Japan, why didn’t I think of it.

He Ercheng heard the sound of the door opening, and then he moved his hand away.

There are two drawing boards hidden in a corner of the ground, there are watercolor brushes and paints on the side, there are some small tables, and even a shelf. The bookshelves on both sides extend to the ceiling, and there is an extended cabinet to the waist seat. If you can't reach the ceiling, you can also hook it by stepping on the extended cabinet. The books on one side have covered the entire shelf, and the outer packaging of the books has not been removed, while the other side is empty and put some A photo of them together.

Facing the door is a large wooden desk with a desktop computer on it, and a simple green plant beside the desk.

As soon as He Ercheng turned around, he seemed to be happier than himself and asked: "How is it? Do you like it? It's still Chinese, although I don't know..."

He Ercheng immediately hugged him, is it considered moved?

But he thinks it is, and he still said what he didn't finish: "Although I don't know what your study room was like when you were young, it should be decorated for you in the style of your grandmother and the environment in which she grew up. In the future, there will be such a spacious room. There is no need to move the notebook around, the stool is soft, or you can put your legs down, or sit cross-legged, there is enough space, the floor-to-ceiling glass window at the back can see the parking garage, I will definitely be able to come back After passing there, however, the glass can only see the outside, the outside cannot see the inside, not even the light."

He Ercheng hugged his neck and nodded repeatedly: "I like it, I like it very much."

"Ah...don't be moved to tears again, I just changed into clean clothes." Quan Zhilong said.

He Ercheng looked at him and proved: "I didn't cry, look."

Quan Zhilong grinned and pursed his moist lips: "Is that... There is a reward."

"Well—let me think about it... What kind of gift should I give back..." He Ercheng frowned, and thought hard for a while, "I won't think of it for a while, give me some time."

He lowered his head and gently rubbed his soft lips back and forth with his fingertips. The rosy lips were as beautiful as cherries. He lingered in the soft light for a long time. He kissed and kneaded, sweetness intertwined back and forth, and sucked her hard. Her body was in his arms. Fall slowly.

He leisurely put one arm around his waist, lifted it up, and closed the door of the study.

He poured out his fiery breath with some gaps, and his breath was a little rough. His eyes were full of burning desire, as if he was saying something shy: "I specially asked someone to order this kind of glass. What do you see? When I come back is secondary, the main thing is to see your shy and shy expression."

"No, I'll let you lose... um..."

Before He Ercheng finished speaking, she kissed her slowly and softly, and then touched her charming face. The French and romantic atmosphere deprived her of all her strength, a dull and flustered oppression in her chest, and a warm electric current flowed from her upper body. And down, through the body, but at the same time very pleasant.

With his hands, he pulled her into his arms forcefully, and then they merged together.

It was a kind of love that was about to suffocate. In the end, it was firmly imprisoned in doubt, with one hand propped up on the wall, the aftertaste had not faded, and it was adjusting its breathing.

Her face was flushed, she lowered her head, and pulled her clothes shyly.

The corner of his mouth inevitably "poofed" and laughed out loud: "Every time I say I can't hold on, who can hold on in the end..."

Indeed, the actual situation should be clear to the person concerned, every time it ends, the next day he always feels drowsy, as tired as if he hadn't slept for several days and nights.

Quan Zhilong sorted it out, smoothed out the messy hair by the way, and stroked her who was resting in his arms. There was no room for her in his arms, and her heart was beating very fast...

I chose the wrong time, He Ercheng thought, I have to go down to eat later, just now I greeted Quan's mother and Quan's father like chicken blood, now, all of my energy has been drained, and I haven't done it like him. Slow down quickly.

"It's time to eat, I'm calling you..." Mama Quan didn't respond after calling for a long time. When she went to the room, the door was open again. When she opened the newly decorated door, she saw two people hugging each other.

It's really not the right time...

He Ercheng immediately left in a trance, stumbled and almost fell to the ground. Quan Zhilong quickly supported him, and then pressed him into his arms, even a little angry: "Mom, why did you come in without knocking?"

"What's wrong with Er Cheng?" Mother Quan remembered that she was fine just now.However, she could vaguely see obvious red marks on her neck covered by her hair, and some faint tooth marks on her arms.

Only then did Mother Quan show an embarrassed look.

He Ercheng is already ashamed to see people, if it is a few minutes earlier, it will be over, just find a hole in the ground.

Quan Zhilong felt the strangeness in his mother's eyes, and hurriedly explained: "Next time you come in, remember to knock on the door. Ercheng is fine, but tired. I didn't sleep well in the morning. I will feel dizzy. Go down after you take a rest. You should go down first."

He simply didn't have 300 taels of silver here, and he didn't even lock the door.

As soon as Mother Quan closed the door, she heard her son screaming miserably: "It hurts, hurts, I was wrong, I was wrong."

Downstairs, Quan Duomei has already set up the dishes and is ready to taste his mother's handicrafts. It is rare to cook a table of good dishes. Seeing his mother coming down alone, he asked curiously: "Where are Zhilong and Ercheng? Do you want to eat?" Is it?" I saw that my mother's face was not so pretty.

"Eat, it's because Ercheng is dizzy, wait a moment."

Quan Duomei smiled: "I got up too early in the morning. I said all morning that I just wanted to sleep and didn't like to move, but I was very excited and looking forward to it on the way home just now, and I don't seem to be someone who is uncomfortable. ah."

Mother Quan asked again: "Do you know that she has the habit of sleeping late?"

Quan Duomei stared at her mother suspiciously, feeling that the question was strange, but she also said it truthfully: "The second day I was in Japan, it was already noon, and she was still sleeping, and then her brother also felt strange, saying Er Cheng was not such a sleepy person before, and she went back to her respective room very early when she went back. What's the matter? Mom."

Quan's father listened silently the whole time, and at the end, seeing how beautiful and curious he was staring at his mother, he said, "Just go to the hospital and have a look, don't worry, it's an old problem of your girls, didn't you have dizziness before. "

"Really?" Quan Duomei just felt that what his parents said was very strange.

When the two of them got down, He Ercheng didn't speak, but looked at Quan's mother with a little dodge in his eyes, and went back to the room after eating.

The next day, when Quan Zhilong went out, she also had breakfast together, and went back to her room. When she left, she confessed: "Anyway, there's nothing to do, so let her sleep. If you're hungry, go downstairs to find something to eat, don't worry about it." Go knock on the door."

Mother Quan nodded in response.

In the afternoon, Mother Quan said that she had invited a friend to have afternoon tea together, and she should take He Ercheng with her. She didn't know how to drive or say humorous words to strangers, and she just peeled the seeds when she went there .

But unexpectedly, it was the doctor friend who saw Chinese medicine last time that Quan's mother invited her to have afternoon tea.

"Didn't you say to drink afternoon tea?" He Ercheng wondered, wouldn't this be the same as tricking her out, but if she wasn't in the hospital, she should really just come out to drink afternoon tea.

Mother Quan took the order book and said to Er Cheng: "Don't you often say that you are dizzy, then eat more sweets, you like it too, take a look, if there is anything you like, you can see for yourself."

Bored, He Ercheng flipped through her notebook, saw all kinds of desserts, and pointed, "This, and more, and this and this." She ordered all the delicious ones, looked up and smiled again , "If you can't finish eating, take it away, and swipe Obama's card."

"Go ahead, as long as you like it." Quan's mother said.

Only then did He Ercheng get permission, and after ordering, he went to the counter to pay.

While she was leaving, the Chinese medicine friend said, "Isn't your complexion pretty good? Why are you still dizzy and sleepy? Is it because you are too tired from work?"

Mother Quan shook her head: "Where is the job? My son won't let her do anything except write a book. You can go to his company for a while, or ask a few sisters to play. Where is the job?"

"You don't do the housework anymore?"

"That's another thing. It's not that I force her to do it. It's just that I should at least have a mental preparation earlier. I'm afraid that young people will not be sensible, and they won't know if they have it."

"It's okay. I'll take my pulse later and make a rough estimate. If it doesn't work, I'll go to the hospital for a checkup." My Chinese medicine friend said, "However, I'm much closer than last time, and I talk a lot, and I smile naturally."

Mother Quan looked at He Ercheng who was standing on the counter talking and paying, especially her smiling face, and sighed: "A lot of things have happened to her recently, but fortunately she is getting more and more cheerful, and I am also happy." Don't worry."

"Being with the person you like will always get better and better. This should not be due to your son." The Chinese medicine friend flattered.

Quan's mother disagreed: "He, forget it, he is a child. If you want to say, it is better to be taught by her grandmother, which is cheaper for our kid." But when she said this, Quan's mother thought, she should be in front of her. Grandma said in front of her that her grandmother was also very pleased.

"Oh touch you, what are you talking about..." He Ercheng sat down curiously.

A friend of Chinese medicine said: "I'll take your pulse and see if the medicine you have taken a few times has any effect, and if so, see when you can stop it. People, you still can't always rely on medicine to maintain a healthy body. .”

He Ercheng agreed with this statement, and if she continued to eat it, she would become a medicine jar.

"Come on, put your hand out."

"Oh~" He Ercheng stretched out her hand obediently.

The doctor friend's hand was very comfortable when it was there, as soft as tofu.

After a long time, the doctor friend shook his head, and Quan's mother looked very disappointed again.

He Ercheng asked in a panic: "What's wrong? Is it not well? An incurable disease?"

Mother Quan quickly raised her head, pulled herself together, and quickly denied: "You child, what are you thinking about? Is this an incurable disease?"

"Oh." He Ercheng didn't ask too much, so it didn't look too serious. He picked up a piece of cake and stuffed it in his mouth, it was sweet.

The doctor friend couldn't help asking: "Are you also in a hurry?"

"what?"

"The thing about having a baby."

Mother Quan naturally followed their thoughts: "Of course not, I'm not married yet, right?"

He Ercheng was also dumbfounded, how did he say this, but he still politely shook his head in denial.

"Even though you are young, you have to have sex properly."

He Ercheng accidentally swallowed that candy all at once, and it landed on his chest, unable to get it down all at once.

Mother Quan patted her back anxiously, and blamed: "Can you be more tactful."

But the doctor friend felt that this was too tactful and low-key. Otherwise, how could it explain that she was not pregnant and always fell asleep and dizzy. If she knew what caused it, she would know it in the future.

The doctor friend didn't care about it, and started eating directly, and talked about it generously: "You should call your son out for this, and talk about it together."

"Crazy, you." Mother Quan's eyes were waiting to be huge.

The author has something to say: Hahahahaha, low-key, low-key!