After being reborn, Bai Yueguang kissed me

"Boss Qin, are you tired?" Su Yuejin asked in a message.

"Tired, charge me up." Qin Lian replied slightly.

"Wife?" Su Yuejin sent a voice message.

"not enough."

Su Yuejin chuckled, paused for a moment, and simply called.

"Boss Qin?" Su Yuejin tentatively spoke, her voice almost gentle.

"En." Qin Lian responded in a low voice, with a long ending and a slight raise, which sounded completely lazy, with a slightly different sense of bewitchment, which was particularly provocative.

Su Yuejin's ears turned red instantly, "You, what are you doing?"

"Just after taking a shower, lying on my stomach, I miss you." Qin Lian spoke slowly, with an undisguised intimacy in his tone.

Su Yuejin pursed her lips and exhaled lightly, "Cough, you should rest early."

"So perfunctory? You agreed to charge me." Qin Lian raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Before you said that you can tell me what I want to hear. Teacher Su lied to me?"

Su Yuejin lowered her eyes slightly, raised her hand and pinched her earlobe, and said in a low voice, "I didn't lie to you."

"Then tell me." Qin Lianwei said calmly, "I'm waiting."

Su Yuejin was silent for a long while, and choked out a sentence, "What are you talking about?"

Qin Lian smiled slightly, after all, she didn't make things too difficult for her, she still knew what her lover was like, "You really don't know what to say, then read something to me, I just want to hear your voice. "

Su Yuejin casually took out a book from the side, lowered her eyes and glanced at it, it was a collection of poems.Turning a page, Su Yuejin paused with her fingertips, then spoke softly.

"May I be as firm as you - a bright star, but not high in the night sky and lonely. Like a hermit in the world, vigilant and sober, patiently watching the earth without taking his eyes off. The surging river fulfills the priest's duty, and washes the bank of the world of mortals. Or staring at the graceful dance of jade crumbs, wearing a white gauze tent to dress up the wilderness and mountains. No, I want to be unwavering and determined, and the □□□□□ of my lover on my head. Always feel the ups and downs of warmth, insight into that Sweet turmoil. Soft breaths ever sip and listen, live like this, or faint and die."

There was a period of silence on the phone.After a while, Qin Lian said slightly: "Mr. Su, you really know how to choose."

"..." Su Yuejin pursed her lips, and moved her eyes a little to the side, "Go to sleep and have a good rest."

Qin Lian smiled slightly, "Okay, then, good night."

"Well, good night." Su Yuejin's ears turned red, her eyes trembled slightly, and she hung up the phone.

Putting the collection of poems in her hand, Su Yuejin put it back, and within two seconds, the phone rang, and it was Lin Kongqing calling.

"Miss, have you read Weibo?" Lin Kongqing was straight to the point as always.

Su Yuejin showed some doubts between her brows, "Weibo? What's wrong?"

"Let's see for yourself first, you still have to respond." Lin Kongqing's tone was rather helpless. I really can't blame Su Yuejin for this matter. To be honest, she didn't think there was anything wrong at first glance. But who makes netizens all microscopes?Obviously the subject of that photo is red bean, isn't our red bean not cute?

Su Yuejin opened Weibo, went straight to the comment area, took a look, and then clicked on the photo of red beans. After a lot of effort, she saw a reflection in the corner of the photo, and then she could only remain silent. Is this true? Is it to blame Mr. Qin's mobile phone camera with too high pixels?If it was a little more blurry, I wouldn't be able to tell if it was her, right?

"I've finished watching." Su Yuejin sent Lin Kongqing a WeChat message.

Lin Kongqing replied quite quickly, "Miss Su, what do you want to do?"

Su Yuejin was halfway through typing when Lin Kongqing sent another message, "Wait a minute, tell me the truth first, who is that?"

"Who else?" Su Yuejin replied without thinking.

Lin Kongqing was silent for a while, "Isn't Boss Qin filming with you? Why did he go to your place again?"

"Boss Qin has every opportunity to take pictures of our cat, isn't it very touching?" Su Yuejin teased.

Lin Kongqing choked, "Don't dare to move, I'm really not interested in dog food, miss, just tell me what to do."

"Anyway, I can't tell who it is, what are you worried about." Su Yuejin really didn't think this matter was so difficult to solve.

Lin Kongqing immediately said: "You think I'm afraid of this? I'm afraid that Boss Qin will be happy and let the truth go!"

"She has a sense of proportion, and she is the last thing you should worry about." Su Yuejin replied with frowned eyebrows, "However, she probably doesn't know about it yet."

Lin Kongqing only felt that he was being shown again. He paused for a moment, turned on his phone and saw that his breathing stopped suddenly, and then immediately sent a message to Su Yuejin, "Ancestor, don't be a baby, you can take another look on Weibo .”

Su Yuejin froze for a moment, didn't she say it was easy to sleep?What did Mr. Qin do again?

Re-opening Weibo, Su Yuejin saw that Qin Lian reposted the Weibo she just posted, adding two words, "It's me."

Su Yuejin paused with her fingertips for a moment, then clicked on Qin Lianwei's comment area, and saw Qin Lianwei reply a comment.

"How did President Qin and Hongdou get together?"

"The red beans are at my house."

Su Yuejin blinked her eyes. There was nothing wrong with her words. Apparently, netizens also interpreted this sentence as Su Yuejin went to film a movie so she entrusted Hongdou with Qin Lianwei. I have to say that Qin Lianwei's comments here and Her style of painting is not the same at all. I always feel that the netizens here are a group of serious people, and everyone's comments are very serious.

However, after Su Yuejin casually clicked on a comment, the smile froze at the corner of her mouth.

"According to my analysis, this wave is fostering pets at friends' homes, so don't think about it."

"Yes sister, the cover is very good."

"I just said that it was a lie to say that I was not familiar with it in the last show? Mr. Qin's tone, I'll just go straight into the pit."

"Please pay attention to the order in the comment area, enclose yourself, don't rise to the real...cough, rise to the real person, please don't be discovered by the lord."

"I don't care, I don't care, this is a family of three."

"I'll just make up [-] words of fanfiction in my head, okay?"

"There's too little food. Is there any Mrs. Dashouzi who can give the child some candies? The child is crying."

"That's right, didn't she just help raise cats and take photos? Boss Qin is so busy, but she is a master of time management. [狗头]"

Su Yuejin returned to the main page of this Weibo, thought for a while, and commented: "Who said to take an early rest? Came here to post on Weibo?"

After a while, this comment was liked and pushed to the top.Su Yuejin also received Qin Lianwei's reply, "It's too late to remind you of the special customs clearance, and I haven't fallen asleep yet. I don't want others to have unnecessary misunderstandings."

Su Yuejin glanced at it, didn't return, turned to WeChat and asked Qin Lianwei to go to bed immediately.

Qin Lian replied slightly, "Okay, let's sleep together."

Su Yuejin didn't answer her, and silently turned off the light and lay down.

The two people are quiet here, and the comment area is lively again.

"The representative of the class came to summarize for everyone. First, Mr. Qin set up special barriers for Susu; second, the two of them were chatting more than ten minutes ago, and based on Susu's words, they should have said good night to each other; third, Focus on 'others', 'unnecessary', 'misunderstanding', don't say much, let's take a closer look, anyway, I didn't talk about possessiveness and intimacy."

"Are you a real knologist?"

"Where can I buy your book?"

"Thank you, I got it."

The next day, when Su Yuejin came to the dressing room, she was watched by Zhou Zhouyi, who seemed to be surfing the Internet a lot.

"What?" Su Yuejin raised her eyebrows and asked.

Zhou Zhou shook his head, "No, nothing, I'm happy."

"Happy?" Su Yuejin looked puzzled.

Zhou Zhou smiled, "Teacher Su, sit down, it's time to put on makeup."

What was going to be filmed today was the plot after Shen Sinian left Yunting Mountain, so Su Yuejin was still wearing the plain white robe.After greeting Guo Sung Wook, the filming officially started.

After leaving Yunting Mountain, Shen Sinian walked aimlessly among the mountains and forests, because of the Zen stick in his hand, he was treated quite politely.

The most important thing for Shen Sinian now is to find his own body.Logically speaking, there should be a connection between her and the main body, but since the day she was locked up, this connection has completely disappeared.

Just when Shen Sinian was worried that he didn't know where to go, a strong demonic energy suddenly erupted from the mountain in the distance, as if a black cloud was pressing down heavily, exuding a strong ominous atmosphere.

What's weird is that Shen Sinian sensed her body in that direction.The main body should be unhindered at this time, otherwise she would not be unaffected at all, but it is very strange, her main body should have been in Wanmeng Singer all the time, how could she run to such a place?Could it be...

Shen Sinian didn't want to believe that Wan Mengge was dead, but now with Ming Jue's words, she is even more convinced that Wan Mengge is still alive, and now she has a goal.

On the way, Shen Sinian found out that the mountain was called Menxing Mountain, and it was said that it was the only way for the God to descend into the world.Shen Sinian frowned upon hearing this statement, how can there be any gods?If so, why turn a blind eye to the catastrophe?If so, why allow all sentient beings to suffer?The Tao that countless souls pursue is not to glimpse the true face of the gods, but to cross the world and stand shoulder to shoulder with the gods.

If you want to go to Menxing Mountain, you have to pass through a city, a city that has already been ravaged by demon energy.Now the tide of magic receded, devastated everywhere.

There are corpses everywhere in the whole city. It seems that most of them are caused by killing each other. This is the horror of devil energy. It can arouse evil thoughts deep in people's hearts, and finally transform into pure killing.As for the source of the devilish energy, it was Niehai, the place where Shen Sinian was born, and the catastrophe came from it.

"Please, please help us."

When Shen Sinian walked into the city, he was surrounded by a group of people. They knelt down on the ground, ragged and unkempt, like survivors in the city.

The Zen stick in Shen Sinian's hand was on the ground, and she was dressed in white clothes, out of tune with the surroundings. She was very close to them, but it seemed like two worlds.After a while, Shen Sinian said calmly: "How to save?"

"Please, give us some money."

"Money? I only have this Zen stick." Shen Sinian's face was dull, with a bit of pity in his eyes.

Those people looked at each other, "Chan stick, Zen stick is also fine."

Shen Sinian's gaze paused on these people, and he said expressionlessly: "Okay."

Those people got the Zen sticks and left in a crowd.

It's so sad, Shen Sinian sighed softly, his eyes showed a little pity, but there was a sneer at the corner of his mouth, maybe at some point, they will die like an ant in a corner where no one cares about them.They were no survivors, but flies buzzing around carrion.

She has seen the splendor and splendor, but now, is she going to see the dilapidated and dilapidated?

The author has something to say: "May I be as firm as you - a bright star, but not high in the night sky and lonely. I am alert and sober like a hermit in the world, patiently watching the earth and not taking my eyes off. Jiang Shui Tao Tao fulfills the priest's duty, and the Wash and clean the embankment of the world of mortals. Or stare at the lightness of the jade shavings dancing gracefully, and dress up the wilderness mountains with a white gauze curtain. No, I want to be unwavering and firm, and rest my head on my lover's □ □ □□□□. Always feel the ups and downs tenderness, and sees the sweet turmoil. The soft breath always sips and listens, and lives like this, or faints and dies."

——"Bright Star" Keats