Chapter 749

The driver told Heya and gongheng where they were going.

And Yalian drive to catch up.

Night, shrouded in the world, but some people have been looking for a bright road.

And some people, still in the dark, and enjoy the peace brought by the dark.

The whirring wind, like a life-threatening sound, wakes the sleeping area.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she realized that she could see nothing now.

But I'm thirsty.

She raised her hand, along the edge of the table, want to touch the glass, but touched a pair of warm hands.

Fang Yuan was stunned and asked hesitantly, "Mr. Mo?"

He Not yet?

Mo Jin Cheng hum a, low voice asks a way: "drink water?"

Low voice, in the open room, appears extremely low.

I'm also very relieved.

Fang Yuan holds his hand a little greedily.

But -

he is an Qing's boyfriend. When a few words appear in his mind, Fang Yuan suddenly retracts his hand like an electric shock and says to Mo Jincheng, "is it too late now? Mr. Mo, you'd better go back. My family is worried. "

"Call me Jincheng." He suddenly close, warm breathing on the round cheek.

She was upset.

"Jin Jincheng... "

Holding the palm, is already a sweat.

Fang Yuan wants to go back, but there is no way back.

"Well." Mo Jincheng's face showed a satisfied smile, slightly rough fingers, gently rubbing the square cheek, and said with a smile: "don't worry, I have no family, and no one will care what time I go home."

Fang Yuan was stunned.

What does it mean to have no family.

Mo Jincheng put the cup to the corner of his lips and said in a low voice, "it's just right. Drink it."

Fang Yuan obediently lowered his head and sipped the water.

It's just right.

Neither hot nor cold.

"What do you mean when you just said that no one would care about your coming home?"

Under the ghost, Fang Yuan asked.

But as soon as she said it, she felt a little nosy.

Maybe, they just said it casually.

Why is she so serious?

Besides, stars hate talking about private affairs.

Mo Jincheng smiles and looks worried on her face.

It's funny.

His laughter, but let Fang Yuan a Leng.

"What are you laughing at?"

"I laugh at your stupidity." Mo Jincheng gently place a little square forehead, raised his hand to look at the time, said: "now it's more than five o'clock, you sleep for a while, it will be daybreak soon."

It will be dawn soon.

After daybreak, is he going to leave.

Fang Yuan is a little reluctant.

I can't sleep.

It's hard to think of him going.

Inexplicably uncomfortable.

It's not that I can't see it in the future. Why should I feel uncomfortable?

Fang Yuan closed his eyes, but his heart was open.

"Don't you want to sleep?" Mo Jincheng's voice is like the sound of a flute.

Fang Yuan was stunned.

How he found out.

"I once played a role with bad eyes. In order to figure out this role, I spent three months with a blind man, so I know all the expressions under the invisible."

The square finger moves gently.

Stunned by his observation.

Does Mo Jincheng know what she thinks?

Fang Yuan nodded gently, sat up from the bed and said to the air, "what about you? Haven't you slept all night?"

Have you been taking care of her?

Otherwise, he would know how she came with us.

Mo Jincheng takes a look at the notes on the script on the table. He opens his eyes wearily, but the smile on his face is gentle.

"I've been sleeping for a while. When I got up, I just saw you get up."

"I'm sorry, it was when I got up that there was so much noise that I woke you up." Fang Yuan feels guilty.

Actors have very little sleep time. Like Mo Jincheng, they have less sleep time.

It's all her fault.

Fang Yuan blames himself.

Mo Jincheng but helplessly smile: "I didn't say, is I get up, just saw you get up?"

This wench, how like to take what fault on her own.

"Go to sleep again."

Fang Yuan suddenly thought that it was more than five now.

I feel that Mo Jincheng has no time to rest.Let's have a quick rest.

Mo Jincheng raised his hand, patted Fang Yuan's cheek and said, "sleep."

"No, you go to bed first..."

Before he finished, Fang Yuan felt that his hands and feet were tightly clamped by a powerful force.

A familiar smell came to my face.

And her whole person, but already in Mo Jin Cheng's bosom.

Why?

This What kind of posture is this.

All of a sudden, I feel that the bed has become narrow.

Her body is close to Mo Jincheng's strong body, but her heart feels very peaceful.

Her face turned red.

Hot, hot.

In my head, there's nothing left.

"Mo Jincheng."

Her head was buried in his chest, stiffly.

But with a little girl's unique coquetry.

Mo Jincheng said.

The chest vibrates.

The square face is even hotter.

"You You go down

"Why?" He meant to tease her.

Fang Yuan's face turned red.

Why.

Because men and women do not give and receive!

And, this Is that too close?

"I You I We... "

Square and round, incoherent.

And at the door, the man's eyes, also flashing strange light.

The two people in the hospital bed are entangled together like a community.

Intimacy.

Little woman, in her big chest, can't even see her face.

His heart, however, seems to have been severely torn.

It's so painful that I can't breathe.

Why does it hurt so much?

When the bullet went through him, he just thought it was a bullet.

When I was stabbed into my heart by a sharp sword, I just thought it was a good sword.

Even if you are pushed to the edge of the cliff by the most trusted people, you just feel that it's just a human experience.

But why does such a simple picture in front of him make him have an impulse.

A desire to kill two people in bed!

Gong Heng held his fists tightly.

The loss of heart is like a big black hole.

It can't be filled.

Not far behind him stood a black figure.

No emotion, no facial expression.

Just staring at Gong Heng's back.

Fingers, slightly curled into the shape of a fist.

Finally, it slowly released.

When the nurse said the name, her heart died.

Square circle square circle.

That's the woman!

Right!

So, all the anomalies today are for this woman.