"Hey, have you not written a new script recently? Why are you so idle? You are taking me out shopping every day." In the mall rest area, Zhong Chuhong asked casually, rubbing his ankles that were a little sore because of his high heels.

"Yes, I promised to write a script for Jiahe. If Long didn't do it, he was still filming in the United States. Even if he wrote it, he couldn't film it now, so I'll write it slowly." As he spoke, Qiao Feng hugged Zhong Chuhong's legs to his legs and prepared to help her rub her feet.

"Hey, why are you doing? So many people are watching, be careful." Zhong Chuhong was so panicked that he wanted to put down his legs.

"Then let them see, what a big deal, I've been sleeping. Are you still afraid of having an affair with me?" Qiao Feng approached Zhong Chuhong's ear and teased.

"Get out, you're rogue again." Zhong Chuhong gave him a blank look.

"Why are you a hooligan? You are my girlfriend, I am your boyfriend. Is it natural for us to be closer?" Qiao Feng said.

"That's not OK. You are a big star, and you have people paying attention to every move. You think there are photos of us in the newspaper tomorrow." Zhong Chuhong pulled out his legs and stopped rubbing his feet. He quickly put on his shoes.

Qiao Feng muttered speechlessly: "It seems like you are not a big star."

"Yes, yes, we are all big stars, so we should pay more attention." Zhong Chuhong said as if coaxing the child, just like touching Qiao Feng's head and said, "Be good, be obedient, don't make trouble."

After sitting down and resting for a while, Zhong Chuhong stood up and said, "Let's go, go back after you've been shopping."

"Where are you going back? I'm going to invite you to watch a movie." Qiao Feng said.

Zhong Chuhong looked at the following table and it was already past five o'clock in the afternoon, so she said: "What kind of movies are you tired of filming every day. I finally had the opportunity to rest. I would go home to have a meal and have a good sleep."

"No, you didn't say that when you asked you to go out shopping." Qiao Feng was speechless.

"What did I say?" Zhong Chuhong raised his eyebrows.

"You said that you eat and sleep at home every day. The only time you exercise is to go shopping. You also said that you can lose weight." Qiao Feng rolled his eyes.

"Women are all fickle, don't you know?" Zhong Chuhong blinked charmingly, then walked out of the mall with her small bag.

"Hey, wait for me." Qiao Feng hurriedly followed with big bags of things.

"Let's go, I'll take you back first." After getting in the car, Zhong Chuhong said.

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"Ah, stinking hooligan, please be gentle."

"What a lighter one, didn't you say heavier just now?"

"Bastard, you're just a donkey, you're swelling to death."

"Have you ever seen a donkey? Just say I am a donkey. If I were a donkey, then you would be a donkey day."

"You are Donkey Day"

"Then you are the female donkey."

"Then you are a male donkey."

"So I happen to be your day."

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"Dead, ah."

A long and gentle sigh of satisfaction brought a perfect end to this intense melee fight.

Zhong Chuhong's head and face were covered with sweat beads shed after exercising, her eyes were turned white, her chest was fluttering violently, and she was breathing heavily.

Qiao Feng cleaned it up briefly, then took a towel to wipe the sweat beads of Zhong Chuhong.

After a while, Zhong Chuhong recovered from the afterglow, drilled his head into Qiao Feng's arms, sighed with satisfaction again and said, "I will die in your hands one day."

"Hahaha." Qiao Feng laughed proudly, and then said, "It's okay, I'll find you a few sisters in the future. If they help you share the burden, you won't die."

"Look, the fox's tail is revealed, you will know that you have bad intentions towards Guan Zhilin." Zhong Chuhong sneered.

"It's not just Guan Zhilin, I have the same bad intentions towards Zhao Yazhi. How about it? It's enough to grab you back and be a sister." Qiao Feng's smiley test.

"What, you have a leg with her?" Zhong Chuhong sat upright in shock.

"There is a leg of everything. Except for you, I am innocent with others. You can't slander me." Qiao Feng shook his head, he won't take the blame.

"Qingyuan, do you dare to say that you and Guan Zhilin are innocent?" Zhong Chuhong gave Qiao Feng a fierce look.

"Of course, I swear to God that there is nothing between me and her." Qiao Feng raised his finger and said.

Then he paused, and under Zhong Chuhong's face that had just relaxed, Qiao Feng spoke again: "But, I do want to happen to her. Judging from her intentions, she doesn't seem to object. I guess if the timing is right, something will happen to us sooner or later."

"Bastard, I'll bite you to death." Looking at Qiao Feng's smirk, Zhong Chuhong became angry and became jealous from her heart. She had a small mouth, bared her small silver teeth, and bit her hard on Qiao Feng's breasts.

"It hurts, it hurts, let go, you can quickly." Qiao Feng burst into tears in pain.

If you are accustomed, you must have the awareness of being bitten by others, especially if you are a sexually accustomed person.

With the determination to hold on to Qingshan and not relax, Zhong Chuhong bit her tightly and refused to let go. Qiao Feng cried and begged, Zhong Chuhong also bit her breasts and jumped out a few words: "Well, huh, why are Senshan Tower quitting?"

Qiao Feng didn't understand a word, so he could only continue to apologize and beg for mercy.

What Zhong Chuhong said is actually very simple. If I don’t let go, I will leave a mark on you.

Zhong Chuhong felt the smell of blood until he bit his mouth, and then he let go of his teeth.

As soon as the milk was released, Qiao Feng hid at the base of the wall and held the quilt tightly to cover himself. The pear blossoms looked like a little girl who was ruined by a scumbag.

"Come here, why are you running so far? People won't eat you." Zhong Chuhong smeared the blood on the corner of his mouth charmingly, then stretched out his fingers and hooked Qiao Feng.

Such a picture looks like a person doing a flesh-and-hearted business, but he is prostituted and has been thrown into trouble.

"No, I can't beat me to death." Qiao Feng shook his head violently.

"Do you still want to find sisters for others?" Zhong Chuhong smiled charmingly.

"Think." Qiao Feng forgot the pain when his scar was not healed, and nodded without thinking.

"Then come here quickly." Zhong Chuhong changed his face and shouted.

"Come here, come here, you can kill me." Qiao Feng wanted to boost his husband's quilt, and Hongguoguo walked to Zhong Chuhong with a heroic attitude of death.

The picture is just too beautiful and not easy to describe. There is no way, so who lets Qiao Feng's small cannon face Zhong Chuhong's face?

"See, I left a mark on your chest, and it will leave scars when it's OK." Zhong Chuhong pointed to his bleeding breasts, and then said with a smile: "As long as other women don't mind this, I don't mind letting them be my sisters."

"Is this what you said?"
Chapter completed!