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It was a hot day at the end of May.

The air conditioner was turned on in the room, and both of them were covered only by a thin quilt. Zhong Qiao covered most of his face with the quilt, only his eyes were exposed, with curved arcs.

Half of the face under the quilt was smiling happily.

"I'm just asking, I don't mean anything else, let alone what you mean."

Fu Yanchen frowned slightly and breathed heavily.

There is an example of the last time I found her buying a small toy. It is not difficult to guess what she was thinking.

The original intention of both things was the same, caring about her body.

How could he not think about it after such a long time?

Even if I hug her, I still have to bend my body.

But she could always come up with something particularly explosive to disturb his heartstrings.

"How have you been feeling these past few days? Are you still feeling unwell?"

"No." She wasn't in a coma due to physical damage, so she didn't feel uncomfortable at all.

Fu Yanchen was still worried, "She was suddenly unconscious for so long and still can't detect any abnormalities, so she can't be careless."

Zhong Qiao understood what he meant. He was worried about her health.

From Fu Yanchen's point of view, the fact that she was in a coma was indeed scary, and she should take good care of her body and not be careless.

She nodded and rested her thoughts, "Go to sleep."

She said she would sleep.

It was not completely dark in the bedroom. Looking at her closed eyes, Fu Yanchen frowned deeper.

After a while, he called out, "Yao Yao."

Zhong Qiao opened his eyes, "What's wrong?"

Fu Yanchen's Adam's apple rolled uncomfortably, and he didn't answer. He just straightened his hunched body, which was originally close to each other. The two of them were more closely connected because of this action, and the solid and hot contact was inevitable between their legs. Zhong Qiao's eyes widened in surprise, "When did you..."

He helped her push her hair behind her ears, speaking in a low voice He said hoarsely, "So don't think about something that is there or not."

After a moment of silence, Zhong Qiao asked in a muffled voice, "Then what should you do?"

"Just take it slow."

The room fell into silence again.

The senses of each other's bodies are getting stronger little by little, and I don't know how long this has been.

But Zhong Qiao was affected by the biological clock and could not open his sleepy eyes.

She didn't fight off sleep either.

At night, she dreamed of a big python.

The python spit out snake bites and wrapped its long, thick and slippery body around her. Crisis lurked beside her.

....

The next morning, Zhong Qiao woke up and was about to get out of bed when he was hugged back by the man beside him and kissed him without warning.

He caressed her waistline with his palms and swept the tip of her tongue eagerly. Her body, which had not been intimate for a long time, was on fire at the slightest moment.

After kissing for a while, Zhong Qiao gasped and blocked him with his hand, "I have to go."

"Where?" Fu Yanchen grabbed the back of her hand and continued to kiss her.

Zhong Qiao said gently and helplessly, "I'm going to film."

Fu Yanchen suddenly stopped, let go of her, and held his forehead, "I thought it was a dream."

This kind of dream is not accidental.

When they were in a different place, they were videotaping each other. I don't know whether she was wearing something very sexy, whether intentionally or not.

And as long as he sees her wearing some sexy nightgown, he will easily have dreams at night.

He exhaled, stood up, opened the curtains, and let the sunlight shine into the room, making him sober.

After washing up, he sent Zhong Qiao to the set and then went to a nearby coffee shop to work.

After Zhong Qiao finished work, he picked her up and left.

In the evening they went for a stroll in the ancient town, had dinner there and watched a Tang suit performance before going back.

Passing by a small stall, Zhong Qiao looked at the roasted breast fan and said, "Boss, here are two skewers. I want the ones with rose filling."

The boss made the skewers and she handed them to Fu Yanchen, "Try it, it's the only one here." For sale."

Fu Yanchen took it and took a bite.

As he expected, it tasted very sweet.

He didn't like sweet taste, but he would taste it as long as it was given by her.

Zhong Qiao: "I remembered that in the second semester of my senior year, I was staying on campus. My roommates and I wanted to eat fried chicken, but the school didn't allow us to order takeout, so I called you. Do you remember?"

Fu Yan Chen Wei was startled. This was the first time she talked to him about her high school days. When they talked about this topic, he held her hand tightly and said, "Remember, your dormitory building is next to the roadside, and you tied it with a bed sheet." Throw the rope downstairs, and I'll put the fried chicken in the bucket and pass it up to you."

When they first got married, he wanted to talk to her about the past.

But now that the relationship between the two is very good, he doesn't want to mention the past.

"Is it hot?" he asked, changing the subject.

"It was fine at first, but when you said it, I felt that it was really boring this day."

Zhong Qiao finished eating the roasted milk fan and went to buy strawberry smoothie.

Fu Yanchen had a smile in his eyes and wanted to remind her not to eat ice cream. Seeing that she was in really good condition these past two days, he didn't want to spoil her interest. He swallowed the words and changed his words, "We'll go shopping for a while, so let's go back to the B&B." ?"

"Go back to the B&B, it's so hot."

"Okay."

After returning to the B&B, the two of them took a shower.

Qi Fei sent a message: [I have an idea for tomorrow's scene. Is it convenient for you to answer the phone now? 】

Zhong Qiao glanced at Fu Yanchen who was taking a shower in the bathroom. He didn't reply to the message and dialed the phone directly.

She and Qi Fei also discuss scripts in their free time.

There were several times when the two of them discussed something, and the final feeling was quite the finishing touch.

This time, Qi Fei told her some of his thoughts. Zhong Qiao was so absorbed in chatting that he didn't notice that Fu Yanchen had come out of the bathroom.

Seeing her talking excitedly about the script, Fu Yanchen felt a little dazed.

She loved acting when she was in high school, and she was always present in the school's cultural and artistic activities.

At that time, she said to him with a smile on her face, "Fu Yanchen, I have a performance next Friday. You must come and watch it."

He refused, but still returned to his alma mater on the grounds of visiting his teacher. Sneak into the audience to watch her perform.

It was so wonderful at that time, but it still didn't affect her cutting off contact with him after she was admitted to Yan'an University.

Then what she did deliberately at the birthday party of his mentor a few years later... When she was in a coma, he figured out that he wouldn't care about it.

At this time, I think of it as more of an insecurity of fear of losing her.

[Blackening value +1, current mission target blackening value: 28, host, please continue to work hard. 】

Hearing the announcement, Zhong Qiao subconsciously turned around.

She was slightly stunned when she saw him standing nearby.

Could it be that she was talking to Qi Fei on the phone about the script, and Fu Yanchen heard it, and then he got angry?

But his eyes were particularly gentle and calm, and there was no sign of anger at all.

After chatting with Qi Fei, she hung up the phone and looked at him while asking, "Are you done washing?"

"Yeah." Fu Yanchen said in a gentle tone, "How are you feeling today?"

"Pretty good. I was in a coma before. Those few days were like taking a long nap, but it replenished the energy I had emptied out from filming night scenes some time ago.

"I really feel nothing. Look at the color of my lips. They are still very rosy after I take off my makeup. " , not pale at all, and looks better than many people."

Zhong Qiao said a lot in one breath, just to prove that she was really healthy and so that he didn't need to worry.

Fu Yanchen nodded and said in a gentler tone, "Okay. You go take a shower first. I'll help you put on the disposable bath cover."

Zhong Qiao took one last look at him and couldn't tell anything, so he went to take a shower first.

Across a wall, Fu Yanchen sat beside the bed and looked in the direction of the bathroom.

Those complicated emotions came to him, and he urgently needed to do something to gain more security.

All the doubts and uneasiness turned into desires, and the desire for Zhongqiao was overwhelming.

...

In the bathroom, Zhong Qiao was taking a bath while thinking about the reason why Fu Yanchen's blackening value had decreased.

The more she thought about it, the more she thought she heard her calling Qi Fei.

But he disguised himself very well, pretending to be generous on the surface, but actually he was extremely jealous on the inside.

Well, that must be the case.

[Now assign punishment tasks...]

Wait, Zhong Qiao interrupts the system.

Didn't you say you can still tell the truth?

【Yes. 】It would have forgotten it if the host didn't say anything. Seeing that it had happily cooperated with the host for several months, it decided to help.

[Host, do you like Fu Yanchen? 】

Of course I like it.

So, is this true?

[Yes, please say this in front of the mission target. 】

This is not difficult, and it is much better than the perverted adventure punishment of the system.

【.......】

She relaxed and blew bubbles in the bathtub.

Without noticing, the bathroom door behind him was pushed open.