I really didn't think of Bubble Movie King

After changing their clothes, the two continued to shoot. Yan Xing, who drank several sips of unclean water, felt irritable looking at Bi He.

Shen Ke stuck him several times: "Yan Xing, you're not in the right mood. Although the two of you seem to be confronting each other, your eyes aren't that fierce. Try again!"

""Borrowed Killing" No. 30, seven scenes and three times in four scenes, action!"

"Young master, do you want to take a bath together?"

"Okay," Yan Xing stared at Bi He's face with deep eyes and smiled, "Help me take it off."

Bi He's slender fingers untied his belt lightly, and when he was about to take off his robe, Yan Xing grabbed his hand, put it on his lips and kissed: "I already know Qiu'er's sincerity. It's very late You rest early, and I will come to you to drink and play the piano tomorrow."

After finishing speaking, he fastened it again, and before leaving, he placed a kiss on his lips.

"Okay! Pass! Call it a day!"

After the play, Chunzi hurriedly helped him to change clothes, and prepared ginger tea for him in advance.

With a warm heart, Bi He said with a smile: "I think you may have suffered from the aftereffects of being scared by me, so you just take a bath."

"That's a cold shower, in case..."

"Okay! I'll drink it! I'll take a hot bath when I get back tonight. It's okay! Sister Chunzi?" Bi He blinked, took the ginger tea in her hand and drank it while it was hot.

In the evening, Bi He took a bath in the bathroom while scrolling through Weibo, watching those black fans wandering around on his Weibo unscrupulously, sighed silently, only to realize that he had been in the bath for more than half an hour.

After brushing my teeth and playing with hot pot for a while, I fell asleep directly.

Recently, I am too tired.

Bi He would never have imagined that when he was sleeping soundly, a true fan who was far away from abroad would turn on the trumpet and end up being a black fan for him.

[Little Bi Zaizi: Why should he act as the male lead? Qiu Ren is about to be ruined! ! 】

- Biggle is great! : Because he is more handsome than you!If you are not happy, you can submit your resume for an audition. It is estimated that you will be stepped on like a flyer.

[Withdrawing three homes: porn star, mom loves you!I strongly request the crew not to give too many scenes to Shun!Let him shut himself up! 】

- Biggle is great! : Can you give birth to him who is so handsome?wake up!Auntie!You can kid yourself, genes don't.

[Those who polluted the river: You don't deserve it! ! ! 】

- Biggle is great! : Could you please close your mean mouth and open it after learning how to speak?Seriously, it stinks.

[Beep beep again: capital is powerful [thumbs]! 】

- Biggle is great! : Classmate, what grade are you in?Such a simple word is wrong, it is "Zi".It is recommended to go back and revisit/review your nephew's primary school Chinese textbook.Learn to surf the web again.

……

An hour later, Yan Shu collapsed on the sofa, threw the phone aside, still cursing, looking up at the ceiling, the more she thought about it, the more angry she became.

"Brother! Didn't you promise me to take good care of him?"

Yan Shu straightened up, and said to the phone a little angrily, "Now you post Weibo to share some of the pressure of public opinion for him. The old gay in Shen Lou posted a blog yesterday, what if Bi He is snatched away by him! !"

Yan Xing had a headache when he received the bombardment call in the middle of the night, and frowned: "Zhu Zhu, what's good about him, change him."

"He's good! He's good everywhere! He's the only one who doesn't want it!" Yan Shu became paranoid and unreasonable, with a trace of grievance in her voice, "I don't care, he's been the only one in my eyes for three years, but you've been watching coldly, indifferent , My heart is about to break!!!"

Yan Xing: "..."

"I'm so angry that I can't eat dinner, brother, if you don't help him, I will starve to death!!"

"My little cutie is probably hiding in the quilt and crying secretly. I feel so sad. If you don't help him, I will feel even more sad."

"Brother! Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

Yan Shu used her tried and tested trump card.

"..."

Yan Xing had a headache. What kind of ecstasy soup did that kid Bi He pour into those two people? Besides a good-looking face, there was nothing more charming about it.

"...Don't cry yet," Yan Xing rubbed his temples while holding his forehead, and said helplessly, "What's wrong?"

"Send 'he deserves'!"

[The author has something to say: Yan Xing: He deserves it?