.Because there is a Taoist temple in the county town to live in on Mount Tai. Fan Tianlan felt that there was no need to bring the things here. The students who helped him contact him had arranged everything and the place was cleaned up. At this time, Fan Tianlan just took Fan Wubing's laptop computer to him.

As for the remaining documents and materials, they have basically been electronicized, and the old man does not need to bring a lot of books to pass, so they are left to Fan Wubing.

"You should throw away the things in the house. The more important ones are placed in the cabinet on the west side. There are some herbs I collected from the mountain a few days ago. They have been configured. There are prescriptions and samples. You can get them back and fry them according to my instructions and try the effect." Fan Tianlan arranged the situation for himself, a closed disciple, before he stopped.

Fan Wubing listened carefully to the old man's arrangement, nodded and agreed, and then said, "I'll arrange it when I leave. The company sent a RV to take you over, driving slowly, leaving whenever I want, stopping whenever I want, which saves the bumps on the road and can also relax all the way."

Fan Tianlan nodded and said, "It's okay. Anyway, I've lived in seclusion on the mountain for so many years and have become a little unfamiliar with the things in the world. It's a good suggestion to look through this trip.

After lunch, the old man had to go out for half an hour as usual, so Fan Wubing and Ye Jiarong were resting in the room next to him.

After Fan Wubing helped clean up the house, he said to Ye Jiarong, "This place is quiet, sparsely populated, and the air is good. As the saying goes, the birds singing are more secluded, so sleeping here is the most comfortable."

Ye Jiarong sat on the wooden bed covered with a brown mat with some excitement and said to Fan Wubing, "I feel that the mansion on the hillside in Hong Kong is not as comfortable as here."

"You have also lived in a luxury house on the hillside of Hong Kong?" Fan Wubing said with a smile.

Ye Jiarong immediately gave him a blank look. The villas on the mountain were basically occupied by those rich people. Without assets worth more than one billion or more than one billion, how can we live there?

There are quite a few actresses who have lived in a villa in Mid-mountain. However, most of them stayed in the evening and came down the mountain early in the morning. There were very few who could actually move in, and the most were the additional programs after the dinner.

There was also a laptop in the room here. Fan Wubing opened it casually and then started to connect to the Internet. He went online to check the news himself. However, Ye Jiarong saw several pots of strange flowers and plants placed on the windowsill that he had never seen before, and couldn't help but come over to watch it up close.

One of the flowers looks very beautiful and look a bit like nepentagrass. When he smells a very strong fragrance, Ye Jiarong took a few sips and felt a warm feeling penetrated his bones, as if a flame was ignited in the depths of his soul.

Soon, Ye Jiarong felt a little hot all over her body, and she felt an indescribable feeling of sitting and lying down. The two points on her chest were slightly itchy and hard, and there was a stream between her legs and couldn't help but feel uncomfortable. She felt that Fan Wubing, who was concentrating on the computer in front of her, was filled with charm that made her lose. She couldn't help but come over.

"Hmm?" Fan Wubing was surfing the Internet, but felt something was wrong around her. Then Ye Jiarong was blurred behind her, her eyes were blurred, her cheeks were bright red, and she exhaled like a slight moaning like a confection.

Something seems to be wrong with this situation.

Before Fan Wubing could think about it, Ye Jiarong's body pressed on her body and her chest rubbed on her back, grinding her chest over and over on Fan Wubing's chest, and her hands even climbed onto Fan Wubing's shoulders.

"Who can stand this!" Fan Wubing took a breath of air conditioning and immediately responded enthusiastically.

Fan Wubing hugged Ye Jiarong's plump body in an instant, and his hot lips immediately touched her mouth.

Ye Jiarong's body struggled for a moment, then hugged Fan Wubing, her eyes were as charming as silk, her breath was rapid, and her soft lips kissed Fan Wubing back, allowing Fan Wubing's hand to hold the softness on her chest through the long skirt.

The two of them quickly rolled down on the wooden bed. Under the caress and kisses of the experienced Taoist Fan Wubing, Ye Jiarong was already hot and her lower body was already in a mess.

Fan Wubing was in a little trouble when he took off his clothes. He couldn't find where to untie the costume costume. It took him a long time to do it. When Ye Jiarong's body was exposed to the air, Fan Wubing, who was well-informed, couldn't help but exclaim.

Ye Jiarong's skin was as smooth as silk. When Fan Wubing's lips gently kissed the petite pink buds, the cute little guys quickly stood up and became more bright and redder than usual. A thin layer of sand suddenly appeared on Ye Jiarong's skin, and a faint pink color soon appeared. Obviously, the emotions had been completely aroused.

At this time, Fan Wubing's slender fingers reached under Ye Jiarong's skirt, slid across the hairy places, gently rubbing the small bulges. Under the stimulation of Fan Wubing's fingers, Ye Jiarong's whole body trembled violently, and it had already come once.

"What a sensitive body-" Fan Wubing had disarmed all over his body at this time, pressed Ye Jiarong under his body, and then guided his clone with his hands, aimed at the already wet **, and stepped in.

After breaking through that thin layer of obstacle, it was immediately smooth. Fan Wubing felt that he was very energetic and just wanted to sprint continuously to occupy one territory after another.

After a long time, the two of them sat on the bed a little awkwardly, facing each other nakedly.

"It feels a little wrong-" Fan Wubing said, scratching his head.

"There seems to be something wrong with the pot of flowers-" Ye Jiarong pointed to the pot of flowers on the windowsill and said in a complicated mood.

Fan Wubing looked at the pot of flowers and felt that he had never seen them before, so he said, "I will ask the old man later, what kind of flower is this, it looks a bit weird."

As he said that, Fan Wubing twitched his nose and sniffed the rich breath. He immediately shouted, "Damn, it's really weird. This thing is actually **-"

No wonder Ye Jiarong came so proactively to stick to him, but it turned out that she was bewitched by the fragrance of the flowers. I don’t know why Fan Tianlan put up such a pot of strange flowers here. Isn’t this ruining people?

At this time, the old man should have come back, but Fan Wubing was a little embarrassed to go over and ask about the situation of this flower. Otherwise, wouldn’t it be equivalent to admitting that he and Ye Jiarong had something happened here? Fan Wubing didn’t have that thick skin.

"You - will you look down on me?" Ye Jiarong asked in a low voice.

"How could it be?" Fan Wubing replied at the faint red marks on the bed sheets.

The more you possess, the greater the responsibility you bear. Now Fan Wubing can understand the meaning of this sentence very accurately, but it is easy to bear some responsibilities, while if some responsibilities are to be borne, problems will arise.

"Ah--" Ye Jiarong moved her body and immediately frowned. The discomfort made her feel a little unsustainable.

Thinking of filming in the afternoon, Ye Jiarong immediately pouted her mouth and tears shone in her eyes.

"Kala" sounded, and suddenly the wind broke out outside, and thunder sounded, but heavy rain came in an instant.

"Hehe--" Ye Jiarong laughed again, thinking that he never had to worry about filming now. As the heavy rain started, the things built by the crew would not be used. If you do it again, you would have to wait until the rain stopped, and it would take more than a day to get it done.

Sure enough, the director called soon. Ye Jiarong answered the phone a few times, and then smiled and said to Fan Wubing, "I'm really helping you. At least three days before the camera will be turned on. You can take a rest in the next few days."

Fan Wubing said, "Actually there is no need to worry. At most, I will say hello to them and wait for a few days."

Having said that, if you really want to say that, no one will immediately suspect himself, saying that Ye Jiarong and the boss of Fan Investment Group did not come down after going up the mountain, resulting in delays in filming. The entertainment industry is not spreading rumors immediately? What is the specific reason? Everyone can guess with their feet.

"I really don't have to worry. Just film and live well. I have everything." Fan Wubing stroked Ye Jiarong's body and said softly.

He knew very well that what Ye Jiarong needed most at this time was his own comfort and encouragement, and promises. If he could not express his position clearly, there would be a lot of more trouble in the future.

Ye Jiarong felt relieved and leaned her head in Fan Wubing's arms. After a while, she said, "Hey, you can take off your makeup. Finally, there is no need to worry about making mistakes."

"Don't take off your makeup—" Fan Wubing said with a smile, "Don't you think it's the most attractive when wearing this ancient costume, Luo Shang's half-clear red skirt is churning?"

In fact, what Fan Wubing said seems to make sense. When it is half-covered, the most charming moment will easily arouse the other party's slut. If you really look naked, you will not have that hazy beauty. It is precisely because of this reason that there are many uniform controllers. As for ancient costume uniform controllers, the number of this group should also be quite large, at least Fan Wubing can be considered one of them.
Chapter completed!