Before the kiss, I thought it was a piece of white paper, but after the kiss, I realized it was a piece of newspaper.
Qin Sang was lying weakly on the sofa. The perpetrator had gone to the bathroom. She was staring at the spotlight on the ceiling with her eyes blankly, her thoughts were misty, and she seemed to be unable to find the focus of her life.
After a while, when she was about to fall asleep, she was covered with a blanket.
Mo Sen came out of the bathroom. He had just washed his face, his black hair was damp, and his earlobes were still reddish.
Looking at her, when he spoke, his tone was much gentler and more restrained: "What are your work arrangements for these two days?"
Qin Sang still had her eyes closed, her fair arms stretched across her forehead to block the dazzling light above her head.
"The filming will probably be completed in about a week."
"If I have nothing to do tomorrow, I'll go visit you."
"Don't!"
Qin Sang subconsciously refused.
After opening his eyes, he saw Mo Sen's slightly changed expression and explained, "I'm not very happy on this crew. There are people I don't like, so don't go."
He thought of what Shen Shaoqing said that day. Although she believed in Mo Sen's character, or even if he had really experienced something before, it was before. Everyone has a past, and her past was equally worth mentioning!
Mo Sen's face looked better: "Are you hungry? I'll buy some fruit and come back!"
Qin Sang shook his head: "There is one more thing."
She looked into Mo Sen's eyes and said slowly: "How about we don't tell Sister Xia and them about our relationship first?"
After saying that he was afraid that he would have ideas, he quickly said: "I don't want them to have ideas. Moreover, the company level must also consider it. Can we wait until the time is right?"
Mo Sen lowered his head and remained silent for half a minute, then raised his head and raised his lower lip, saying: "Okay!"
When he talks well, he looks very well-behaved, like a little puppy.
Seeing that he still seemed to be hanging his head unhappy, Qin Sang suddenly sat up, crossed his long legs, and sat on him.
She looked at his slightly changed expression in amusement, stretched out her slender index finger, picked up his chin, and smiled: "Have you really never been in love?"
What is the most annoying thing for a man? One is comparing him with others and the result is that he can't compare, and the other is saying he can't do it!
In Mosen's view, this sentence: You really have never been in love is equivalent to saying that he is not good!
He yelled and pushed her down on the sofa, all over him, his eyes red like a frightened deer: "What's wrong with not being in love?!"
Qin Sang comforted him with a guilty conscience: "It's okay, it's okay, it's great, great!"
Mo Sen's pale lips pursed into a straight line, as if he was measuring the sincerity of her words.
After a while, Qin Sang felt that his pressure could no longer be tolerated, so she stretched out her hand and poked his face where the milk was applied, "It hurts! You are so heavy!"
Only then did he get up in a panic, while worrying about her: "Where does it hurt?"
Qin Sang suddenly felt that he was in a good mood. He leaned over and kissed him on the lips, asking as if he was on a dragonfly's lips, "Why didn't I find you so cute before?"
Oh, right.
As for what men can’t stand the most, one more thing is when others say they are cute!
Is he a dog? Or a child?
cute?
but.
Why are you so happy?
--
Liao Tingting discovered that since the official announcement of Keng's CP, their artist has never looked bad for a day.
But now, Mo Sen was being interviewed by other artists. One of the female celebrities was very cute and wanted to stand next to Mo Sen several times. It was obvious that the whole country knew about such a big official announcement, but she seemed not to know. , hurry up and post it!
Even Liao Tingting behind the stage can't stand it. Is this woman crazy because she lacks a man? Haven't you seen that their artist's face is extremely cold?
Mom!
She is really afraid that Brother Moson will give up and leave!
I turned around and apologized to the organizer!
"Brother Mo Sen, my hair is stuck in the zipper of my skirt, can you help me get it out~"
Mo Sen said with a cold face: "Sorry."
"Brother Mosen, when the meeting is over, can we go have a drink together?"
Mo Sen's face sucked for a moment: "No time."
"Brother Moson, I've watched your movie three times. You really acted well. If possible, can you help me practice my lines?"
"no way."
...
"Pfft!"
Liao Tingting couldn't hold back her laughter backstage, covering her mouth and laughing.
While quickly synchronizing the news from his side to his good comrade Su Xiaohe.
Although Brother Mo Sen couldn't get close to female celebrities in the past, he still maintained the surface politeness.
But now, Brother Moson really looks like a little loyal dog!
It’s so annoying!
Is it good to get married where you are?!
When Mawson fell in love, he became very clingy.
While Qin Sang was having lunch on the set, he casually picked up his phone and looked at it, and there were twelve WeChat messages.
All from the same person.
【have you woken up】
【What to eat for breakfast】
【It seems like it will rain today】
【Start shooting】
【Are you in a better mood today】
...
The latest one was ten minutes ago.
【let's have dinner tonight】
Qin Sang laughed and casually texted "ok" back. Thinking that he had sent so many messages and he only had two letters, it seemed too bland. He sent another message with a silly expression before putting down the phone.
Su Xiaohe came over with a box lunch, looked at Qin Sang's face, and combined with the real-time synchronization message that Liao Tingting had just given her, he felt like he was eating a piece of cake: "Are you chatting with Brother Mo Sen?"
Qin Sang said ‘hmm’.
"I just heard from Tingting that Brother Mo Sen went to the recording of a public service video. There is a starlet there who is rich in capital and has been getting close to Brother Mo Sen!"
Qin Sang glanced at her: "Yes, promotional video, I heard what he said."
Eh?
Are you focusing on the wrong focus?
"By the way, have you gone to the hospital? How is Ge Ping?"
Ge Ping is the housekeeping lady.
Su Xiaohe nodded: "Recovering well, and then she asked me to say thank you!"
Qin Sang's expression dimmed: "I should thank her."
"But even if she works outside for the rest of her life, she won't be able to earn what you pay."
"The two cannot be compared."
--
Qin Sang finished work early today. When he arrived at the door of his house, he saw Mo Sen's car parked outside.
Su Xiaohe blushed quickly and waved to her quickly: "Sister Qin Sang, I wish you a pleasant night! Bye!"
Qin Sang: "..."
When I arrived at the door, I saw no one.
Qin Sang lowered his head to open the door, pulled it open, entered the house, and closed it... "Oh!"
Suddenly, he was pressed against the wall by a figure, and then the door behind him clicked and closed softly.
Qin Sang felt the familiar scent of pine wood on his body and slowly relaxed, her arms unconsciously hanging around his neck.
As if receiving feedback, the person on his body became more and more ferocious!
From the entrance, to the living room, to the sofa...
His kiss was urgent and fierce, as if he had been holding it in for a long time and exploded at this moment!
Qin Sang was a little hypoxic and her brain was a little blank.
Obviously we haven't seen each other for only one day.
"Mo, Mo Sen...uh!"
He kissed her for a long time, until Qin Sang almost suffocated, her lips were swollen, and there was a faint pain, before he let her go without saying anything.
Qin Sang touched her lips and it stung a little. She couldn't help but feel funny: "What are you doing?"
Mo Sen swallowed, and his protruding Adam's apple slid up and down.
He loves her so much and wants to be with her every minute, taking her with him wherever he goes.
However, his face was very red and his breath was short of breath.
Looking at her red and swollen lips, she began to blame herself again: "I'm sorry."
Qin Sang gave him an angry look: "It's useless."
Then she turned around and went back to the room to change clothes, but before she could reach the door, she was pulled into a warm and refreshing embrace by another force.
This time, he just hugged her very gently.
He said in her ear: "I miss you so much."
Qin Sang was stunned, and there was an inexplicable warmth in his chest.
She didn't seem to be a sensationalist, so she smiled and said, "Oh, what should I do?"
We are not conjoined twins, so we cannot be together every day.
He lowered his gaze in disappointment, and pinched Qin Sang's cheek gently: "I've lost weight."
Qin Sang knocked his hand off: "I'll go in and change clothes first, then take a shower. Let's have hot pot tonight, shall we?"
Mo Sen nodded: "I'll wash the vegetables first."
"Um."
People who have not been in the kitchen for too long will become rusty at cooking.
So now Qin Sang spends most of his time outside. When he's at home, he basically orders takeout if he can. If he doesn't want to eat takeout, he can eat hot pot, which requires no technical skills.
Qin Sang changed into a slim-fitting milk-white cotton home clothes, a very thin one.
It is difficult for normal skin color to match this color, but Qin Sang seems to be born for clothes. Any piece of clothing, no matter the style or color, will make people shine when she wears it!
Even home clothes.
Mo Sen, who was washing vegetables, raised his eyes to look at her, then looked away and nodded his chin at her: "Come here and help."
Qin Sang laughed angrily: "Can you do it? I still need to help with washing the vegetables."
But when she washed her hands and picked up a handful of enoki mushrooms and started washing them, the normally kind person suddenly dried his hands and hugged her from behind.
Qin Sang: "..."
Wouldn't this be too clingy?
Her slender waist was not large enough to be grasped, and it seemed that only one arm could surround her.
Her curves are also very charming and can make people commit crimes.
The long hair was loosely held by a hairpin, and a lot of long hair fell playfully from the hairpin and fell on the nape of the neck.
He gently pushed the long hair to one side.
Then, hold her.
His chin rested on her shoulder. Due to the difference in height, he needed to bend slightly to do such an action. It was actually not very comfortable, but he did it anyway.
In this way, he can completely embed her in his arms.
The hot air from his breath sprayed on Qin Sang's neck.
Qin Sang gave way: "It's itchy."
He held his breath.
Qin Sang looked back at him, thinking not to hold it back, but he happened to receive the peck on the lips he had been waiting for.
As the saying goes, a little taste will stop you.
But he seemed to be unable to stop after trying it once.
He took away the food in Qin Sang's hand and threw it into the sink. He then held her face and leaned forward to kiss her.
Qin Sang's hands were wet and frozen in the air. She helplessly thought, this is not a boyfriend, this is a Maltese!
[Author's digression]: Sweet love~ (Maltese is a very clingy and coquettish dog)