The Top Couple Is a Bit Sweet

Wen Li’s mind was even more dizzy.

Like men doesn’t mean that you can’t like women, and she is so beautiful. This can only show that she is very charming and what it can explain.

Not convincing at all.

Wen Li’s fingertips were stiff, his palms were hot, and the old problem of hard mouth was committed again. He bulged his mouth and said, “Cut, it doesn’t matter. I didn’t lack people like it when I was in high school. If you hate it, you hate it. I.”

“Yes.” Song Yan smiled slightly, “you in high school are not rare for me to like it.”

The tone was a little self-deprecating, but also a little wronged.

Wen Li suddenly felt her heart tensed. In normal times, she would definitely say “calculate your acquaintance”, but it doesn’t work now, she feels very distressed.

She thought, if her arrogant mouth addiction would make the man she likes unhappy, then she should get rid of it.

A few seconds of silence, only the sound of each other’s breathing.

“No, I’m very rare.”

“But at that time you were not rare and I also liked you.”

Almost at the same time, Wen Li’s flustered explanation and Song Yan’s calm statement were superimposed. Her tone was a little higher. Fortunately, his voice was mellow, his words were clear, and it was clearly audible in his ears. Her thoughts were stirred into a pool of pulp. Fuzzy, it seems to have heard something terrible.

Song Yan stroked her face, taking her sluggish expression into the bottom of her eyes one by one, and pressing her words into the bottom of her heart, her heart squeezed, and even the fingertips that touched her were numb, and her voice was still gentle, but no longer Just so clear, the low-pitched voice trembled slightly.

“How can I hate you.” He said softly, “I dare not even like you…”

“Is there anything you dare not, is it embarrassing to like me?”

Wen Li frowned and suddenly tightened the strength in his hand. His words stopped abruptly, hissed and frowned in pain.

“Quickly… it’s not a toy.”

Wen Li said with a guilty conscience, she was not a man, and she couldn’t empathize with her, so she let go of her hand in a jealous manner.

The retracted wrist was suddenly grabbed and pushed back to the spot.

“But don’t you hurt?”

Song Yan said dumbly: “Pain and happiness.”

Wen Li laughed out loud, bending his eyes, and prolonged the tone of voice and asked, “Is there more pain or more happiness?”

“You mean drunk.” Compared to her deliberately prolonged voice, his tone was short and concise, with a somewhat tolerable deterrent, “You are almost playing it to death.”

He doesn’t talk much, because Wen Li is a stubborn talker, so he has been chatting with her for so long. After she was drunk, her body was so drunk that her body was very different from usual. The only thing she wanted was to do. In fact, it’s just one thing.

Song Yan stopped talking nonsense, grabbed the nape of her and slightly lifted his chin, grabbed her lips, and kissed it hard.

A sharp tooth was invaded, and her mouth could no longer take advantage of him, but she was unwilling to be kissed by him obediently just like this, just because Song Yan had just pressed her paw on his most vulnerable place.

He gave her the most important and fragile thing of a man.

Holding his handle, Song Yan was at her mercy like a marionette. She frowned if she was lighter, and let her breathe out gently to tell her not to dare, and if she was heavier, he would groan and tell her not to be so reckless.

When she was young, she liked to play with dolls. The dolls are all girls. You can braid your long hair, make up your face, and change clothes for the doll. She doesn’t like playing with boys because boys can’t wear lipstick. They have all hair. Short, the clothes are not pretty.

But Song Yan is different.

The face is one of the most handsome in a million, with outstanding temperament, narrow waist and long legs, every expression and gasping sound indulged by her are so beautiful and vivid.

When Song Yan was a teenager, he was indifferent and arrogant, and even laughed like a gift.

Later, he became an actor, and he was highly anticipated when he debuted. The arrogant senior became even more dazzling. Standing under the spotlight that she had dreamed of countless times, she became the target of her envy and pursuit.

It is hard to imagine that Song Yan like this was still planted in her hands. She didn’t bother much at all, so she easily picked the Gaoling flower on the steep wall that no one could get close to.

She inevitably developed a sense of accomplishment.

Under her torment, Song Yan sighed tolerably, “What are you laughing at.”

“I’m happy.” Wen Li said domineeringly, “I tell you now, there is nothing to dare to dare to, as long as you like it, I allow it.”

Wen Li’s hand shook again, and she felt that his fragile place suddenly became fierce, and sat up next to him, back pressure came up.

Song Yan touched her ears and said in a hot tone: “Drunk, have you had enough fun? It’s my turn, too.”

Wen Li stared: “Not yet!”

He changed from being obedient and said with a smile, “Wait for the next round.”

The queen had not played enough with her male pets, and the male pets started an uprising.

The young queen is actually very good, charming and charming, but she is only responsible for igniting the sparks of a prairie prairie, and is not responsible for destroying it, just like watching the male pet show an expression of helplessness to her and having to indulge in enjoyment.

Song Yan suddenly stood up from the sofa and hugged her up like a child.

He only supported her waist with one hand, and Wen Li was afraid that he would fall, and his legs were firmly pressed against his waist.

The door of the palace opened wide, just giving him another hand to take advantage of.

Wen Li couldn’t avoid it. He wanted to close, and heard him softly remind: “It will fall.”

Then he let go of his posture, and Wen Li quickly grabbed his clothes.

“Don’t don’t, it will break my tail vertebrae!”

Song Yan smiled and continued on his own.

“Do you know how I felt just now?” He asked while moving his fingers, “Can’t get up and down, is it uncomfortable badass?”

The last two words are harder and seem to be revenge for her wickedness.

“…”

Wen Li’s back was against the wall of the living room. Song Yan didn’t let her lie down if she had a bed, and she didn’t let her sit on a sofa. He insisted on holding her while standing. The two people were dressed in good condition on their waists, as if they were standing and taking pictures together. An exquisite magazine pictorial.

Waiting for Wen Li to disarm and her legs became weak, Song Yan took her to the bed, smashing her body and thoughts into a mess.

She was very unconvinced, covered her eyes with her arm, and said she didn’t look at him at all.

“Cry again?” Song Yan bit her, “squeamish.”

Wen Li took a strong breath and confronted him with the last trace of stubbornness: “Who is squeamish! I am Da Meng 1!”

Song Yan was stunned, and suddenly he lay down on top of her, laughing so that his shoulders trembled.

Wen Li’s cheeks are hot: “You smile but laugh.”

“What do you say you are?”

Wen Li burped again, beat his chest, and said confidently: “Da Meng 1!”

Song Yan laughed louder, because he choked with laughter and couldn’t help coughing a few times.

“…”

After smiling enough, he patted her on the head and corrected: “No, you are a cutie.”

The last trace of Wen Li’s tenacity was eventually broken by Song Yan. Tangtang “Da Meng 1” could only be held weakly by Song Yan and went to the bathroom to wash, then let him put on his pajamas and stuff her into the quilt. Inside, kissed her on the forehead, chuckled and said, “I look forward to you waking up tomorrow.”

Then took out the phone from the bedside table.

——

After a nap, the wine woke up.

When I woke up, I had a cracking headache and chapped lips. My body was like learning to dance when I was a child. I hadn’t practiced basic skills for a long time. I was suddenly forced to split my waist by the teacher.

She blinked, and yesterday’s scene clearly appeared in her mind.

From the end of the meal to getting in the car and going home, the memories of those few hours are vivid, including how she later played with Song Yan through drinking, and how Song Yan came back from playing with it.

What about the drunk fragments, why does she remember everything?

Sure enough, the idol dramas she made were all deceptive.

With her throat too dry to speak, Wen Li lifted the quilt and got up from the bed with difficulty, wanting to go outside and pour a glass of water.

Before she could get out of the bedroom, the door was opened first. Song Yan, who was dressed in refreshing home clothes, saw that she was awake, and gave her the glass of water in his hand: “Wake up? Drink water.”

Wen Li took the water glass, watched him vigilantly, and drank slowly.

Seeing her staring at her, Song Yan raised her eyebrows slightly, and asked directly, “Do you know if you were drunk yesterday?”

Wen Li was still biting the water glass, and her voice was vague: “Really?”

“Can not remember?”

Wen Li logically began to pretend to be stupid: “Huh? Did I do something? I don’t remember.”

Song Yan smiled, “Is that so?”

Wen Li felt that his smile was a bit oozing, so he swallowed and asked, “Did I do anything yesterday?”

He didn’t say anything, he walked around her to the bedside table, picked up his mobile phone, and then called up a video before handing it to her.

“See for yourself.”

Wen Li opened his eyes wide, when did he record it? !

He actually recorded her!

“Go to the bathroom, there is no camera there.” Song Yan looked at the camera, “Good morning everyone.”

The camera crew A who is greedy for the dark in the morning: “…”

Since the last time the couple overturned the car, they have become more and more vigilant towards cameras.

Wen Li took his mobile phone and went to the bathroom.

Press the play button tremblingly.

She has a vague memory of this period, but she hasn’t forgotten it, and she remembers everything when she looks at the picture.

After the battle, Song Yan took her to take a shower. Then she was lying on the bed. The temperature of the air conditioner in the bedroom was turned on very low. She was firmly wrapped in the quilt like a silkworm chrysalis. Only one head was exposed. She was so sleepy. No, I almost fell asleep.

In the picture is her silly sleeping face, suddenly a slender hand appeared, raising her eyelashes, poking her face, and pinching her nose.

Wen Li still closed her eyes tenaciously, and said lazily, “Don’t do it, I want to sleep.”

Song Yan’s smiling voice came from outside the screen: “Sleep later, answer my question first.”

Wen Li was very impatient: “Just ask.”

“do you like me?”

“nonsense!”

“Say like it or not.”

“……like.”

“Who do you like?”

“like you.”

“Say the name.”

“…Song Yan.”

The man in the picture is still tempting: “Say it completely.”

“I like Song Yan, and the thief likes it.” She actually didn’t forget to explain to him, “The thief means something very much, not that you are a thief.”

Song Yan smiled and said, “I know.”

Just when Wen Li thought this video was about to end, she suddenly didn’t know what was going on, and suddenly murmured: “What about you?”

The camera trembled a little, and the person holding the phone to record her video said softly: “I love you.”

After waking up, Wen Li was stunned. It was too late to consider which degree of like and love would be deeper. In the picture, the drunk Wen Li said foolishly: “Like is two words, love is one word, unfair, I am more than you One word.”

Song Yan touched her hair sideburns and said, “Fool, I should say that it is unfair.”

Wen Li suddenly became unconvinced and said with a sullen mouth: “You mean I wronged you? My man must be the happiest man in the world. I will love you in the future, and I promise to love you to the death.”

Song Yan couldn’t help but laughed.

She said to love, then immediately love, and immediately came a super confession love song.

“Song Yan Song Yan, I love you, just like a mouse loves rice!”

The video ended in her high-pitched singing.

When she came out of the bathroom, Wen Li’s complexion was flushed and her footsteps were floating, not only because of her own embarrassment and exaggeration, but also because of his “I love you”.

Song Yan stood at the door of the bathroom waiting for her to come out.

He looked relaxed, Wen Li lowered his head, grabbed his fingers, and looked frustrated with miscalculation.

Song Yan asked warmly, “Are you still repaying the bill? Little mouse.”

She looked at him faintly.

“It’s not bad, Song Dami.”

Then he returned the phone to him, vowing that he would not be greedy for a cup next time, and he would never drink it before let Song Yan grab the handle.

Song Yan took the cell phone, just as the cell phone called, he picked it up.

“I just heard that Wen Li was drunk yesterday, but you turned off the camera, but you recorded it.” Director Yan turned around and took a deep breath. Facing the younger Song Yan, his tone was even respectful. “Teacher Song, look like this, we don’t count it in the contract. You make a price and we buy it.”

Song Yan didn’t even think about it, and said directly, “Not for sale.”

Director Yan refused to give up: “Why don’t you sell it? It’s not content that can’t be broadcast.”

Song Yan: “It’s the content that can’t be broadcast.”

“…”

Director Yan hung up the phone in a daze, and the director looked at him excitedly: “Director Yan? How about it?”

“Song Yan didn’t agree.”

The staff at the scene fell silent, and sure enough, they knew it.

“It’s okay, I have thought about the content of the new edition of the Taiwanese edition.” The editor emphasized, “I guarantee it will be wonderful.”

Originally wanted to comfort Yan Dao, but the problem was that Song Yan obviously did not agree. Not only did Yan Dao not be as angry as usual, but what was going on with the weird and numb “knocking” expression on his face?