Long time talent and deep love [entertainment circle]

Chapter 69

He Ercheng had just fallen asleep and was drowsy when she heard the muffled sound of the mobile phone beside the bed. Answering the call and taking another look, it was already two o'clock in the morning.

"Oh my god, what are you doing? Didn't you say you went home directly after getting off the plane?" She complained depressedly, with bitter pain in her mouth.

"Open the door for me in five minutes." The voice over there was very urgent, as if there was something important to say.

He Ercheng put on her slippers, scratched her hair, went downstairs and drank some iced Coke, rubbed her eyes, and woke up a little bit, but the phone was not hung up.

Hormon was still resting in the room, so she lowered her voice to the lowest level, and didn't even turn on the lights. Drawing on the lesson from last time, she always kept the volume of her mobile phone at the lowest level at night, for fear of disturbing her brother's rest.

3 minutes passed...

Even if He Ercheng waited for a little time, he felt drowsy one after another. He squatted on the ground yawning again and again, and asked in a silent voice on the phone: "What's the matter with you? Can't you do it tomorrow? Are you ready?" It still takes time to get home, Ouba, are you strong?" He was so sleepy that he fell asleep while squatting on the ground.

"Okay, open the door."

"Oh." She narrowed her eyes lazily.

As soon as he opened it a little, the door was pulled open, and he was seen wearing a thin coat on his shoulders. Before he could react, he was surrounded by a sudden chill.

He Ercheng was unsuspectingly hugged tightly, so tight that it was difficult to breathe, she frowned, and whispered: "Ouba, I can't breathe." She came up immediately, feeling very uncomfortable.

"Fool, it's because I like you so much that I hug you so tightly. Why can't you feel my heart?"

The strength of the arms was a little loose, He Ercheng's neck rested on his shoulders, his hands wrapped around his waist, and he said softly: "I know, but you are too sudden, I didn't adjust it well."

Her hair is a little different from when she left. It was still long hair when she left, but now it grows to her waist, and she rubbed her head lightly: "I miss you, and you, do you miss me?" And this kind of thinking seems to have disappeared It cannot be expressed in words, only actions are left.

"I want to, but it's too late, Amon is still upstairs." He Ercheng explained that even if Amon wasn't at home, it wouldn't be appropriate for him to come over so late.

Thousands of words are not as good as giving you a hug.Quan Zhilong acted like a baby and refused to leave: "10 minutes, give me another 10 minutes." He just refused to let go, and must be hugged like this.

He Ercheng raised the phone, looked at the light on the screen, and noticed the time on it: "Well, I'll remember it for you, just 10 minutes."

Quan Zhilong narrowed his eyes evilly, this guy.So I tightened the strength of my arm again, hugged it tightly, and said lightly behind my ear: "It's great, you are so soft at this time!"

He Ercheng felt a little uncomfortable when he heard this, and grabbed the clothes on his back with both hands, trying to make him leave, but he didn't respond at all: "You are really... a villain." If you can't resist, you can only replace it with small fist hanging down.

Her face was thrown back, and she grabbed his arm to warn: "Don't think about it, you must..." It was difficult to describe the following description, and she was almost ashamed to look at him.

"Did you drink Coke?" He spoke very close, so close that he could smell her breath directly.

"Huh?" He Ercheng grinned his tongue, and said mischievously, "People like you should lose weight and can't drink carbonated drinks, but I've finished them all. This is just one bottle, without you share."

"Tsk tsk tsk..."

"Why are you looking at me so victoriously?" His narrowed eyes were even more strange.He Ercheng said immediately again, "You have to control yourself, my brother is still up there."

He asked shyly, "I'm running out of time, just take a moment." It was also a request.

"Then... just one click?" She pouted hesitantly, and wanted to go up to him.

He can't help but speak domineeringly, forcibly prying open the white teeth, ingesting the taste buds between the lips and teeth, more than just one bite, he might want to eat her, even the gap she forcibly moved for a while was covered again .

"Well, wait a minute." His breath continued along his lips to his cheeks and even behind his ears, and finally stayed deep in his neck, leaving deep marks... In the middle of the night, the dregs of his beard tickled his heart.

"Sister~ What are you doing down there?" He Ermeng heard a strange sound from below, and when he opened the door, he found that his sister's door was open, so he asked curiously.

He Ercheng was still adjusting his breathing, and kept speaking calmly: "I'm looking for a mouse, it will come up in a while, you go to bed first."

He still didn't stop, and suddenly bit his earlobe lightly again.

Afraid of being discovered by Hormon as lying, and afraid of being unable to restrain her emotions, she could only pull his hair, but he didn't worry at all, and blocked her soft lips, absorbing her temperature and breathing without interruption.

"Sister, how could there be mice in winter?" Hormon came down curiously to take a look, but she remembered that sister was afraid of mice and cockroaches, and would usually stay away when she saw them, or wait for him to come back to deal with them. Why did she come down by herself tonight? checked?

The sound of trampling on the stairs was very clear, and He Ercheng struggled in a panic.

Only then did Quan Zhilong leave her lips contentedly. His brown lips turned white for a while due to the pressure, and he wiped the corners of his lips unsatisfactorily. As he got closer, he quickly left the temperature on his cheeks, and then he opened the door and left.

Hormon turned on the light in the room, looked at the slack-eyed sister, and asked, "What's wrong? Did you really see a mouse?" Her clothes and hair were messed up.

Scared?thought Hormon.

He Ercheng swallowed nervous saliva slowly, with a dull expression, but thinking of the hickey marks left just now, she lifted up the neckline of her pajamas to cover up the marks, and hurriedly slipped away from her brother, saying He said: "Close the door, don't let the mouse sneak in, and look for it tomorrow."

Hormon scratched his hair, and said to himself suspiciously: "Are you really scared? There can't be mice, right? It's still on the fifth floor in such a cold day."

He Ercheng returned to the room, locked the door, secretly took the mirror in the drawer, and looked at it through the bedside lamp. There was nothing but a red mark on his neck: "This man is real." He was angry, stupid and shy.

[Er Cheng, I think of strawberry flavor tomorrow. 】Quan Zhilong only edited this message when she arrived at the bottom dancing, thinking about it, she will definitely go crazy when she sees the message after what happened just now.

[Get out, don't come to me tomorrow, how can I meet people/cry/cry when I go out]

Just knew she would be like [It’s okay, wear a high collar, or wear a scarf, no one knows except me. ] Jin can think of these methods, and remember to use more force behind the earlobe, I am afraid that it will not be obvious tomorrow.

[No nothing nothing. 】

He Ercheng put on the quilt angrily, and didn't want to love him anymore, he was almost necrotic.In the room, he stepped on the quilt and sat up angrily, chopping the floor.

Hormon blocked the door crack at the lower end of her room with useless clothes, and said through the door, "Sister, you go to bed first, I'll plug the door crack, so mice can't get in."

"Good night." He Ercheng responded in tears, covering herself with a quilt.

After he got home, he looked at the phone after taking a shower, and he had some new ideas to tease her, so he called her. Sure enough, the guesses in his heart could be expected.

"I can't sleep."

There was a black line on He Ercheng's face: "It's not your fault." There was a ripple in his calm heart.

"Ouba tells you something, maybe you can fall asleep." Quan Zhilong put on his pajamas, lay down on the bed, and dimmed the lamp by the bed.

His laughter was always clear over the phone.

He Ercheng tried to calm down: "Aren't you tired? It's getting late, you should go to bed early, otherwise what will happen if you die suddenly? Who should I find in love?"

"Oh~~ We Ercheng finally know my importance, yes, yes." He boasted with satisfaction.

"Aren't you sleepy?"

"I have to put you to sleep, Ouba will tell you something colorful." His "colorful" accentuated volume seemed to sound a bit malicious.

"Hey... why are you like this?" He Ercheng covered the quilt, lowered his voice, and blushed.

"Hahahaha~ I can feel your blushing." He could feel what he was doing even though he couldn't see that face through the screen.

"Ouba, you'd better sleep, don't talk to me, you are so annoying."

"Really? Ouba didn't know that he had this ability, and the ability to lull people to sleep. After getting to know you, I have a new understanding of myself." The few nights before when she called, she just talked , the person disappeared, and in the end the phone ran out of battery and turned off, so he probably guessed that he had fallen asleep.

"No, you talk about colorful, how do you let me sleep? If you don't listen, I won't listen."

"Hahahaha...cute!" Quan Zhilong scratched the corner of his eyebrows and said, "You really believe it."

"Get out!" Although it was a harsh word, He Ercheng also pushed the phone away a little, angrily.

Quan Zhilong still turned on his mode of coaxing people to sleep, and sang the unreleased new song lastdance into the earpiece. After singing, she said, "Do you want me to cry? Is it your ex or your ex? The sadness your ex gave you? Oppa, life is too short, you have to be happy..."

He looked at the phone display and felt that she was speaking a little strangely.

"Where do you want to go tomorrow?"

"Aren't you making cakes? My job doesn't matter, being with you is the most important thing in the world."

"Er Cheng, why don't we go for a drive tomorrow, Ouba's car has filled up the gas for you."

"Er Cheng? Baby? Silly girl..."

Quan Zhilong hung up the phone, put the phone on the bedside, turned off the light, and sighed, the voice was so beautiful, the whole world praised her, why did she sleep so fast, it was almost an hour since she arrived at home and didn't sleep , It's only been a few minutes on the phone.

exasperating……

Otherwise, the next time you take the lullaby route, write a lullaby.

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