Chapter 136

Seeing Jiang An's honest hair brushing, Feng LAN went to take a bath at first.

It was so embarrassing just now!

At the beginning of the wind haze, he turned the feigned calmness into a mouthful of turbid Qi.

Obviously, the baby has it, what is so ashamed of, the wind LAN make complaints about the world.

Think of an's move to return to the bathroom silently, wind LAN early suddenly reaction, maybe shy is not all her!

Just because he is a movie king, he muddled through with his acting skills! No, strictly speaking, his acting skills just now can only be called poor, which easily broke him down.

Think of this, wind haze no longer tangled, quickly took a battle bath.

This room is as like as two peas in the house.

Anzhi has dried his hair and sat on the bed reading the script. The thick script had a white cover, and she didn't see what was written in small letters.

Seeing the wind haze coming out, an Zhi put the script in his hand on the head of the bed.

"New movie?" Feng Lanchu established friendly diplomatic relations.

"Well."

Now he has no shortage of scripts, and almost every male number one who is invited by a film planning company hopes to be him.

Little brother Chen will take the team to screen for a round first, and finally come to Jiang'an. They are basically high-quality products and popular products. He just needs to choose the one he is interested in and is still at the stage of script reading.

"Does your injury hurt?"

Jiang An's smell speech, blinked an eye

"It hurts."

Hear him so straightforward say pain, the breeze haze beginning on the contrary is suspicious ground to narrow eyes to get up.

Received her query, Jiang An's light hook lips, eyebrows and eyes stretch way: "really pain."

The wind haze beginning with the hand hand picked up the pillow to hit one of Jiang'an records.

"Pain your head, sleep!"

Jiang Anzhi coughed for a while with a sullen smile.

Seeing his cough, Feng Lan was suspicious at the beginning: "shall I stew a sugar Sydney right away?"

Then he got up and got out of bed, but Jiang Anzhi pressed her back to bed.

"Go to bed early."

"But..."

"You're more right than sugar Sydney."

Jiang Anzhi said, gently kissing her cheek.

“！！！” Feng Lan's eyes widened at the beginning, and so on. She... Took the trouble to come here, not for thousands of miles to die.

The wind haze at the beginning is blocking Jiang An's face with the hand

"You shouldn't do strenuous exercise now!"

One of Jiang An Zhi, slightly side head to avoid her hand, deep way:

"... may not be violent."

"..." Feng Lan's initial words are not clear. Is an Zhi of this style? It seems to be a bit of a collapse!

They have been married for three years. Apart from the in-depth communication on the wedding night, they have always maintained the independence of all countries and never interfered in their internal affairs.

But since the recording of the variety show, their relationship has been heating up rapidly. Jiang Anzhi, who usually plays the most important role, has become more and more serious, and it has almost become normal to hold each other high.

"I guess... There's no condom at home, right?"

Feng Lanchu asked again.

“……”

Jiang An's eyebrows, cursing grass.

Really not!

Jiang An's eyebrows and eyes bowed down and bit her lips, and stirred them until the wind and haze began to cough.

"Tomorrow... Won't stop," he said in a subdued voice

After that, I put the wind haze in my arms and sighed with regret.

Hold pillow, wind and haze beginning "..."

The next morning, after a long sleep, Jiang'an Zhiyou woke up.

The man in his hand turned into a cold pillow. Jiang Anzhi glanced at the pillow and threw it aside.

Every time I get up early, I steal the trick of turning Dragon into Phoenix. Do you really think he doesn't know?

……

Someone who thought he had successfully appeased Jiang Anzhi with a pillow was busy in the kitchen. The soft glutinous white porridge was crystal clear and bubbling, and the red and yellow pickled mustard was put into the hot oil to copy. In an instant, it was crispy and fragrant.

After hearing the sound of the shutter behind, Feng LAN turns around and sees Jiang Anzhi holding the camera.

At the moment when she looked back, the white and slender fingertips pressed to freeze the picture.

In the kitchen, the woman's hair is fluffy and lazily gathered behind her back. Her apricot eyes, peach cheeks, cherry lips, white T-shirt and grey apron are slightly opened. Dawn gives her a layer of natural soft light, which makes her peerless without powder.