Black-bellied Movie Emperor's Clever Wife

Chapter 107

Geng didn't understand. When did the queen become his childhood sweetheart? He looked at Wei Bao.

Wei Bao is also confused. He and Kangxi have been mixed up since the first grade of primary school. I really don't remember the queen.

"Are you mad? Why do you start to think wildly?" Geng Bu Mei comforted, "OK! All right! If you're too angry, you're dead! "

Kangxi suddenly did not hear of it, a hand suddenly touched the back of his head, "push me so miserably, do not come to the hospital to see me, but also go abroad, go abroad even if, even with other men, have no conscience!"

These words make Geng Bumei and others confused.

What the hell is this guy talking about?

PATA, a round rolling tears fell on the back of his hand, surprised Geng insomnia, three people are confused.

This guy... Cried!

"Every time my father brought chocolate back from Switzerland, I would steal some and put them on her pillow while I was taking a nap. She didn't remember it at all!"

The more he said, the more he cried. He wiped a handful of tears and said, "woman without conscience! Every time after lunch, I would choose the biggest orange for her, and she didn't remember it

Teardrop by teardrop, wet his cheek, the tears seem to be from the depths of the soul of a silk out, cry scattered in the room, weaving a dark and painful sadness, even the sun has become light hazy.

"Every time I draw, I give her my new box of 64 color crayons, and she doesn't remember them!"

A lot of "don't remember", turned into a strong grievance, heavy spread in the room, Geng Bumei and others have been surprised to do not believe in the world, know him for so long, never saw him cry so much, even if his mother's heart, he is just red eyes, did not shed tears.

In the play, he also cried, but it was acting. Even if he cried, he was a beautiful cry demon. How could he cry like today.

"You... Don't cry, how old are you?" Geng Bumei takes out his handkerchief to help him wipe his tears.

He raised his face. His eyes were swollen like peaches. His face was full of tears. He was extremely aggrieved. "I feel bad!"

Seeing that he was crying fiercely, several people didn't know how to comfort him. They found that he was crying very cute, like a little dog. They really wanted to touch his head.

"Don't cry when you feel bad! You... You are Kangxi If the reason is not for those who know him, it will not be enough. But those who know him will definitely think it is not enough.

Kangxi, the myth of the entertainment industry, the high cold male god, the powerful movie king, how can he cry into this virtue, like a lost child squatting on the roadside.

He couldn't stop crying at all. His whole body twitched. One after another, it was a depressed, aggrieved, bitter cry.

Wei Bao suddenly remembered that when he was a child, his mother died, and he cried like this. At that time, Kangxi didn't comfort him. He hugged him and stayed with him all day and night.

He immediately opened his arms and wanted to hold him, just as he did when he was a child.

"Go away! Who wants you to hold it! " Kangxi pushed him away with tears, and then bit the back of his hand with his teeth, trying to stop crying.

Ji Xiaonan sighed. From the fruit bowl on the table, he touched an apple and bit it crunchily.

"I can empathize with his feelings now. It's like eating roast duck in a restaurant, picking up a fat but not greasy duck, watching it be sent to the fruit wood charcoal fire, patiently waiting for it to ripen, waiting for it to be roasted to be bright red, crisp, round and full, scorched outside and tender inside, with a delicate aroma of fruit wood, just wanting to taste its wonderful taste, I was bitten my favorite part by someone. It's really... Ouch! What are you hitting me for? "

Geng Bumei and Wei Bao are eating a stir fried chestnut in front of his head

He touched his head and said, "I don't want to ease the atmosphere and tell a joke. Why do I do it?"

It's really a dog biting LV Dongbin. He doesn't know the heart of good people.

He looked at Wei Bao and said, "I know you are the best to him. I think you are nervous. I don't know. I think you have a secret love for him."

"Nonsense, I'm afraid your neck will be broken by him!"

Ji Xiaonan quickly stops his voice and hides to one side to nibble at his apple. His neck is the most important thing.

Wei Bao choked for a while and said, "let him cry. I see how long he can cry!"

It didn't take long for Kangxi to be an adult man after all. Crying turned into drizzle.

He sniffed and said pitifully, "I want to drink water."

Geng insomnia straight rolled his eyes, found a bottle of mineral water to throw to him.

When he finished drinking the water, his face changed. Just now, he was just a little pitiful. In an instant, he turned into a big devil. His two red eyes were shining like he had just sucked blood.

"What are you... Doing again?" Ji Xiaonan hides behind Geng insomnia in a hurry.

Qinglei's voice, though hoarse, did not detract from the darkness on his face.

"You were dreaming!"

No head no brain of a sentence, let three people a little reaction not come over.

Wei Bao quickly understood, "I know, dream, you didn't cry!"

Geng Bu Mei nodded and agreed: "it's definitely a dream, a big nightmare!"

Ji Xiaonan teased again and said vividly, "yes, that's right. I had a dream just now. There was a big Tibetan Mastiff in the dream. Its hostess didn't want to marry again because her fiance died. It was too sad, just... Ouch! My nose

He rubbed his nose, and in his hand was a mineral water bottle, the murder weapon thrown by Kangxi.

"Lao Geng, change the ticket for me, and I'll go back to the crew in the evening!"

Geng Bu Mei was stunned, "today? You don't mean the day after tomorrow... "He paused and asked," are you sure? The empress... "

Kangxi interrupted, "I don't want her to see me now!"

His heart is like being cut open by a blunt file. The jealousy flowing from the wound is a devil. He is afraid that he will be hurt.

He won't see her until he calms down.

He sipped his mouth. "Xiaobao, remember to send her food, she likes to eat..." when he got to his mouth, he swallowed it back, leaving a bitter taste in the air, and he entered the room.

Wei Bao thought he wanted to be alone, so he didn't disturb him.

After two hours, he came out again, with a note in his hand. Without saying anything, he threw it to him.

Wei Bao opens it and writes the menu in his notebook. From Monday to Sunday, there are different dishes every day.

"Take this..."

With that, he went into the bedroom again, the door slammed shut and there was no sound.