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The staff at the scene didn't know what he was doing, only Teng Wen's eyes flickered, as if he realized what he was doing, his lips twitched, and he took the intercom and said: "Ready."

Everyone is in place.

Cen Feng sat down at the dining table, and a few seconds later, the languorous expression returned to his face.

The director said: "Action!"

He picked up the burger on the table calmly and opened his mouth to bite like an ordinary lunch. The hard coffee sugar slid down the bread into the mouth and made a clicking sound when it touched the teeth.

His thin back shuddered, and the already haggard face almost paled instantly, with huge pain in his dull eyes. After retching, he then leaned down sharply and couldn't even reach the trash can. And spit directly on the ground.

Everyone can see that this is different from the previous fake vomiting. He really vomited.

Slender fingers clenched tightly at the corner of the dining table, and the back of his hand burst into blue muscles. He knelt down on the ground and spit out all the food he ate today. Finally, there was only a few nausea.

I heard that everyone at the scene could not help but feel uncomfortable.

Teng Wen was very satisfied with this situation. After a long time, he shouted: "Come, it's over."

As the words fell, a figure in the crowd almost flew over.

Cen Feng was still kneeling on the ground without slowing down, his body was trembling, his nausea felt unable to hover, his throat was bitter and sour, and his face was full of tears.

That kind of physical nausea and fear like a large airtight net from under the hood, wrapped him all around, leaving no breathing gap, forcing him to suffocate.

The trembling body was suddenly embraced by a small embrace.

He smelled the familiar cold fragrance of cedar, sandwiching the little girl's body temperature, like the smell of the sun.

Her sobbing voice came from her ear: "Brother, are you okay? Is it difficult? We go to the hospital and I call the doctor ..."

The ground is very dirty, all leftover after vomiting.

She didn't care at all.

Knelt in front of him and hugged him with both hands, crying and patting his trembling back gently.

Cen Feng buried in her neck socket, closed her eyes and said softly, "I'm fine."

Like the sun tearing open the darkness, he struggled out of the suffocating net.

He stood upright, trying to wipe the tears on her face for her, but thinking that his hand was not clean and retracted, he turned his head slightly and said in a dumb voice, "Good, don't cry."

Xu Jiexing suddenly reached out to hold his face, sobbing and pulling the cuff to help him wipe off the stains on the corner of his mouth.

Cen Feng's body stiffened, her fingers pinched her wrists, and her throat had not recovered from vomiting, and she looked extremely hoarse: "Don't touch, dirty."

She pressed her lips tightly and didn't speak, and stubbornly wiped the stains off his face.

You Tao poured a cup of hot water and ran over, and the rest of the staff came forward to clean up. Cen Feng walked to the bathroom with a drinking glass, which contained toiletries, and it took ten minutes to clean and walk out.

Xu Jiexing stood outside against the wall, the tears on his face did not dry, and his eyes were flushed. When he came out, he hurried over and walked: "Brother, are you better? Are you still feeling bad?"

He smiled and shook his head: "It's okay." He naturally took her hand on her side and pulled her to the bathroom. "The sleeves are dirty."

Xu Zhexing hasn't recovered from the distress, and mumbled, "It's okay."

Cen Feng unscrewed the hot water, squeezed some hand sanitizer in his palm, and after rubbing bubbles, took her hand and wrapped it in his palm, helped her wash her hands clean, and wiped the cuff with a damp towel Stains.

Xu Zhexing stood still, looking at him motionlessly, watching the tears come out again.

Cen Feng wiped all the water off her hands with a towel, and turned to find the little girl crying again.

She didn't cry, as if she didn't even know she was crying, she shed tears silently.

His eyes deepened, holding her hand and pulling her closer, leaning slightly, wiping her tears very gently, "What's wrong?"

She shook her head, still not speaking, but her tears were more and more fierce.

Cen Feng sighed and reached out to press her into her arms. She was buried in his chest, the chirping sound intermittently, and it took a long time before finally crying out.

Crying and asking, "Brother, are you allergic to coffee sugar?"

After a while, his gentle voice sounded above his head: "I liked sugar very much when I was a kid, but he didn't buy it for me, so I thought I would grow up and make money, and buy a lot of sugar."

The sobbing came down, and she rubbed against his chest and raised her head slightly.

Through this angle, only his thin jaw and blue stubble could be seen.

"One year, the mayor sent a jar of coffee candy, and he said he would take it to sell it and not let me eat it. But I was too hungry at that time, and secretly opened two while he was not at home. Now. "

Xu Jiexing's eyes widened slightly, and two small hands still pulled him by the corner of his clothes, but he stood up straight, staring at him staring blankly.

Cen Feng lowered his head and smiled at her: "Of course I was beaten up, and he was also stuffed with coffee candy, and since then I can no longer eat sugar."

The tears that she had stopped came out again.

She always thought he loved sugar.

He likes to eat sweets. Fans always give him a lot of sugar. He never said he didn't like it, and he accepted it with a smile every time. She remembered that year, she even left a large jar of fruit candy in the grocery store, and asked the boss lady to give him one every day.

Why is she so annoying?

Cen Feng extended her thumbs and wiped the corners of her eyes, her voice low and serious: "I still have a lot of unbearable pasts, I can tell you. But that's not to make you sad, you know?"

Xu Jiexing's eyes were red: "Why?"

He touched her cheek with his fingertips, and when he lowered his head, he gently kissed her wet eyes: "To share my life with you."

Those pasts that he used to feel painful just thinking about now can now be said so peacefully.

Her eyelashes twitched slightly.

Leng Leng looked at him for a long time, suddenly standing on tiptoe, stretched out his hands and hugged his neck, almost hanging on him. Cen Feng subconsciously bent down, she stepped on her feet, kissed the corner of his lips with her head raised, her voice was sobbing and soft: "I love you."

He froze.

She finished her kiss, bowed her head a little embarrassedly, and dropped her heels. At the next moment, Cen Feng supported her waist with both hands and lifted her upwards. When the reaction came, she was already sitting on the hand-washing table.

His hands were still hanging around his neck. He pinched her waist and pressed it very close. When he lowered his head, he pressed it against her forehead and his breath was intertwined. Her sitting posture was extremely uncomfortable, her legs were hanging, and she subconsciously hooked him with her legs.

So the two posted closer.

Xu Jiexing blushed in shame.

Hearing him whispering, "Want to understand?"

She was so nervous that she wanted to get her hand back, but he pinched her waist to prevent her from moving, and even pressed her waist like a crook.

Xu Jiexing's voice trembled: "No ... no! Not yet!"

He laughed: "What did you kiss me just now?"

Xu Jiexing closed his eyes tightly, his eyelashes were trembling, and he stuttered and said, "For a moment ... I couldn't help myself ..."

As soon as he finished speaking, his lips were bitten.

Compared to the dragon-like kiss before, this time he was not so restrained, pinching her waist with one hand and holding her head with one hand, making her compelled to maintain a catered posture.

The whole air was full of his taste. Xu Caixing was kissed, his head dizzy and almost paralyzed in his arms.

He hugged her, the tip of his nose touched the tip of her nose, and said in a mute voice: "It's hard to control myself for a while."

She was almost ashamed to burn.

It happened that someone knocked on the door, and Yu Tao's voice came in: "Boss, Tengdao calls you."

Xu Zhangxing panicked and wanted to jump down. Cen Feng pressed her shoulder and calmly said: "I see."

After I finished talking, I took her off the hand-washing table, then turned her back and whispered, "You go out first, I wash my face."

Xu Jiexing took a deep breath and felt that he was floating on his walk. When you opened the door, Youtao stood outside and glanced at her, and said meaningfully, "Miss, you should go to the window to get some air."

Xu Jiexing rushed towards the window.

The sound of the water in the bathroom rang for a while. Cen Feng's hands were flushed with cold water, but he didn't care, and he threw two cold waters on his face, looked up at the mirror, and waited for the emotions in his eyes to disappear. go out.

The living room was already cleaned up, and Teng Dao pulled him to the screen and showed him with great excitement: "Performed very well. You see your real stress response, which is great."

He patted Cen Feng's shoulder with emotion on his face: "Dedicating to art, I especially admire your professionalism and worked hard."

Cen Feng shook his head with a smile.

When Xu Zhexing came back out of anger, the shots of eating hamburgers were over. Cen Feng vomited and felt a little uncomfortable in his stomach, Teng Wen moved his play back and let him go to rest for a while.

The dumplings in the lounge were already cold. After coming here for a while, Xu Xingxing could no longer let him eat dumplings, and you Tao went to buy porridge and stomach medicine. When Cen Feng lay down on the sofa in the lounge, he covered him Good quilt, pour hot water for him again.

Seeing that Aidu's eyebrows were slightly closed because of convulsions in his stomach, Xu Jiexing was really distressed, and he couldn't care about the shameful scene just now. He sat down next to him and his two small hands joined together and rubbed hard After rubbing the palm of your hand, it was almost hot, and quickly reached out from his coat, palms down, across a thin layer of vest, covering his stomach.

The heat of the palm penetrated into his stomach through the clothes. After so many times, Cen Feng felt like it was really not so uncomfortable.

Xu Jiexing watched his eyebrows gradually loosen, and he was relieved in his heart. He was about to take his hand out from under his clothes. Cen Feng raised his hand and pinched her wrist.

Xu Xingxing shook, and subconsciously said, "Four months have not yet arrived!"

He couldn't help laughing.

The palm loosened her wrist, but instead of letting her go, she held her finger and pressed it on her stomach. He closed his eyes slightly, as if a little sleepy, and his voice was lazy, "Well, there are still two months, don't worry."

Xu Caixing dangled his head and secretly aimed at him.

He seemed to be really sleepy, his eyelashes gently resting on his eyelids.

Her palms against his stomach did not dare to move, afraid of waking him up, but her fingers inevitably touched his abs.

Although it is separated by a layer of fabric, it still feels good.

After a while, she heard that his breath was long and steady, as if she was asleep, so she exercised restraint and carefulness, and her small hand sneaked down, completely touching her long-pretended abdominal muscles.

Grass, it feels so **** good!

How to train this figure is too great!

Xu Jiexing pressed his palms against his abdominal muscles and didn't want to leave.

When I was thinking about it, I suddenly heard Aidou said: "Touch one minute for one day, you only have one month."

Xu Dixing :! ! !