There are two master bedrooms and two beds at home. Sheng Jingheng naturally follows her wherever she sleeps.
Before dawn in the morning, he got up. After the light action was roughly cleaned up, the news of Wei Jun arrived and made an appointment with him to wait downstairs at a specific time.
As soon as I got back, I was familiar with the soft smell, so I pasted it from behind.
It''s rare that South Vietnam didn''t practice. After sleeping like ordinary people, it''s still a little lazy when it gets up.
"Brother, I''ll make you breakfast?"
Sheng Jingheng didn''t answer for a moment. He just lowered his eyes, looked at her holding her soft white hands, and looked at his luggage.
If he is a king, he doesn''t want to go to the early Dynasty.
After a while, Sheng Jingheng replied in a hoarse voice, "they should be ready. You can have a rest."
Nan Yue made a sound, still held him, put his face on his back, smelled him, and made himself infatuated with the breath.
Then Sheng Jingheng moved first.
He took her hand, turned around and hugged her face to face.
Then the whole South Vietnamese was picked up and sat on a low table.
Nan Yue raised his eyes slightly and saw him bend down and gently hold her lips.
This kiss ended with Sheng Jingheng''s shaking mobile phone.
One after another, a series of calls from Wei Jun reminded him that he would really miss the plane if he didn''t go out again.
South Vietnam has fully awakened. In its blinking eyes, it is moist and shiny, and it is also full of a smart smile.
"Mr. Sheng, work hard."
"Yes." Sheng Jingheng did not completely retreat, his forehead was still against her, and his thumb gently stroked her soft lips.
Above, his temperature and breath are still vaguely reserved.
When another phone call came in, he put down his hand and hugged her: "it''s hard today."
Then he answered the phone and said simply, "it''s down."
Nan Yue took him by the hand, came down from the low table and took him to the door.
Seeing that the elevator was still on the first floor, he simply pulled him to the stairwell of the safe passage and suggested: "try going down directly, soon."
Sheng Jingheng took a look at her and released her hand before his mind moved.
The next moment, his body was empty. He looked up again. The floor showed that it was the negative second floor.
The building is very high, but when I look up, I can only see the stairs layer by layer, and I can''t see anything else.
Sheng Jingheng felt that the breath of South Vietnam was far away, so he opened the door and went out.
The driver has a parking card here, which will be urgent. He just got out of the car and waited in front of the elevator.
Seeing that the elevator stopped on the first floor, I almost wanted to go up and find someone.
As soon as I turned around, I was startled to see Sheng Jingheng coming out of the stairs on the other side.
"Boss, did you come down the stairs? The elevator is broken? "
Sheng Jingheng naturally wouldn''t explain to him and said directly, "let''s go."
Wei Jun couldn''t get an answer. He was already used to it. He immediately stopped the topic, got on the car, and then asked the driver to drive quickly.
I saw that I successfully got out of the parking lot, because it was still early and the road was very smooth.
Wei Jun was a little relieved and turned to Sheng Jingheng to report the situation on the microblog.
"Those abusive fans basically deleted blogs, deleted bullet screens and sent letters of apology. However, the pink book has also been taken off, and the avatar and name have been changed. "
Sheng Jingheng said, "keep staring."
Nature is hard to change, especially under such coercion, it is easier to cause a rebound.
"I see." Wei Jun naturally knows that most of these people are unconvinced. After taking off the powder, they may turn black the next second.
It may not be Sheng Jingheng, but South Vietnam.
"I have asked people to focus on a few people. As soon as there is news, I will take measures immediately."