"The phone fell off..."

Qiao Luo pressed one hand against his shoulder, and the other hand was busy picking up his cell phone.

Long Beijue held her hand, his dark eyes quenched a cramped smile, "I'm going to tease me, huh?"

He could not defeat him with great strength, so Qiao Luo simply gave up and looked up at him, "Young Master Long, can you not be so self-indulgent?"

She just recorded a video, which was a joke.

"I am a young master who is self-indulgent?"

Long Beijue's eyes were raised at the end, and his low-meal voice was slightly hoarse, "Are you sure?"

Before he finished speaking, the big hand around her waist began to make trouble, and he accidentally scratched her itchy flesh.

"Hahaha……"

Qiao Luo curled up in a ball, hiding from his hands while pushing his chest.

"Long Beijue, stop me."

He "takes action" when he disagrees. This is called being a hooligan.

"I'm still saying that I'm not self-indulgent, huh?"

"I won't say it anymore, I won't say it anymore."

"Who do you love the most?"

"I love you the most."

When the words came out, the man's handsome hands froze.

He lowered his head, and his eyes suddenly became deeper as he looked at the woman's eyes moved, "What are you saying?"

The eyes were facing each other, and a faint warmth was filled with the air.

Qiao Luo bent his lips, held his face with both hands, and his slightly cool fingertips carefully depicted his eyebrows.

She let out a lighter voice, "I love you the most."

No matter what the future will be, she wants to give him all the best when she can still be with him.

Even if he spoiled him and spoiled him, he would keep it on his heart just like he was treating her.

Long Beijue's eyelashes trembled slightly, "Say it again."

Amber eyes were filled with a moving smile, and she said word by word, "I love Long Beijue the most."

Whether she is Qiao Luo or Ye Qi, she will only love him, Long Beijue alone.

Long Beijue's deep eyes darkened, and a ripples in his heart stirred up, and he could not suppress his joy.

"Jue, I..."

The unfinished words were interrupted by the man's gentle kiss. The big hands with clear joints held her face, and the gentle kiss gradually became predatory.

Qiao Luo's heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably, his curled eyelashes trembled, and then he slowly closed his eyes.

Her slender arms wrapped around his neck, and the rosy corners of her lips curled up in a shallow curve.

I don't know when my clothes were scattered on the ground.

There was silence around.

Long Beijue looked at the sleeping woman in his arms and stroked the broken hair on her cheek with his slender fingers.

Her fair little face was rosy and her sleeping look was a bit cute.

Long Beijue's eyes darkened, and he couldn't help but lower his head and kiss the corner of her lips.

Suddenly, the phone ringtone suddenly rang.

The person in his arms frowned, as if he was disturbed, and Long Beijue reached out to pick up his cell phone.

Without reading the notes, he slid over to answer the call.

"Qiao Luo, I was suddenly busy here. If you are hungry, find some food first. I will probably have half an hour to rush over."

Tang Xin's voice was very loud, which made the blue veins on Long Beijue's forehead beating.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the person in his arms, patting her back gently with his big hands, as if he was coaxing a child.

"You'd better come back in an hour." He deliberately lowered his voice when he was afraid of disturbing the person in his arms.

Hearing Long Beijue's voice, Tang Xin looked surprised and blurted out, "Why are you answering the phone, Qiao Luo?"

After saying that, she instantly realized something, and a thoughtful smile appeared on her face, "Can it be..."

Long Beijue interrupted, "Nothing else, I'll die first."

“Hey…”

After being hung up the phone, Tang Xinqi smiled.

Tsk, are these two people here to visit the set or to go on their honeymoon?

"Sister Xin, it's a meeting." The assistant looked out of the office, "I'm waiting for you."

Tang Xin put away his cell phone and walked over quickly, "Here you come."

...

"The weather has become colder now. You wear two more pieces, and you have to take medicine and three meals on time." After the pulse was diagnosed, Duan Fan took his hand back and sat on the sofa.

Lan Xi nodded.

When Duan Fan touched his pale face, he was angry and his heart was on fire. "I told you not to show off. Why do you have to argue with me? Look at how you look like now."

I made myself so weak in filming, even if I were to find Ye Qi, I shouldn't have ruined my body like this.

He finally stabilized his condition, but he was so willful and arbitrary, which really made him so angry.

Faced with his anger, Lan Xi was calm as before, Siwei and him were not on the same channel, "Do you want to play chess?"

Duan Fan was stunned, and the anger on his face was not gone.

"When is it now, can you be serious..."

Lan Xi interrupted him, with a faint smile on the corner of her lips, "I haven't played chess for a long time, let's play chess with me."

Since the incident in Qiqi, they have

Duan Fan pursed his lips tightly, looked at him with complicated eyes, and the words to his lips turned into a sigh.

He said, "There is no chessboard here."

"I bought it." Lan Xi pointed to the bookcase not far away, "in the drawer there."

Duan Fan glanced at him, got up and walked towards the bookcase.

Open the drawer, place the chessboard and two chess boxes neatly inside.

His eyes remained on the chess box, and Duan Fan was in a daze for a few seconds.

In the past, they always played chess with each other when they were idle. Sometimes when Lan Xi wanted to lose to him, Ye Qi, the bystander, always helped Lan Xi, and the two of them always bullied him.

After a moment, Lan Xi's voice rang behind her, "Can't find it?"

Duan Fan came back to his senses, reached out to take out the chessboard, "Finished."

Putting two chess boxes on the chessboard, he walked over with the chessboard.

Lan Xi put down the teapot, picked up one of the cups and put them in front of him.

After setting up the chessboard, Duan Fan reached out to take away his teacup, poured a cup of warm water and put it in front of him, "You have a bad stomach, so don't drink tea."

Lan Xi said nothing, which was considered to be accustomed to his actions.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the chess box placed in front of him, filled with the white chess he had always used.

Duan Fan was obsessed with a black man and left a son first.

He advised indifferently, "Please take another day off tomorrow, and go when the cold is better."

"I really have to rest tomorrow." Lan Xi left a son without hesitation.

Duan Fan looked at him inquiringly, "Hmm?"

"Qiao Luo is here to visit the set, Tang Xin wants to rest for two days as a tour guide, and there are few scenes in these two days." He explained.

Duan Fan was stunned for a moment and took the conversation, "I met Qiao Luo at the front desk of the hotel. She and Long Beijue came together."

Lan Xi said, "I know, Tang Xin mentioned it to me."

"What are your plans?"

"Let's see, Long Beijue comes with him. It's difficult to find an opportunity to test it."

Duan Fan nodded, and couldn't help but say the doubt hidden in his heart, "Do you really think Qiao Luo is Ye Qi?"

Lan Xi smiled faintly and asked without answering, "Do you think it's not, or do you not look like it?"
Chapter completed!