Chapter 293

Feng Ziyan went to the United States to shoot advertisements. Almost every night, he had to talk to Lu Qingzhou on the phone. He cooked porridge very late. As soon as the advertisement was finished, he rushed back all night. When he appeared at the door of his house, Lu Qingzhou couldn't believe that he was really back.

Of course, they had to roll the sheets warmly at night. Feng Ziyan asked her twice in a row. When he wanted to come for the third time, Lu Qingzhou couldn't stand to stop him from coming near again. She was almost exhausted by his enthusiasm. At this moment, after the passion, she just wanted to stay in his arms and quietly enjoy the feeling of being hugged by him.

"Wait, I want to take a picture with you."

Lu Qingzhou naughty get out of bed looking for mobile phone.

"Take a picture? What do you want to do? " Feng Ziyan subconsciously pulled the quilt to cover his naked body.

"What do you think?" Lu Qingzhou looks at him like a prank, raises his mobile phone to shoot, and covers his face with his hand reflexively.

After shooting, Lu Qingzhou climbed onto the bed with his mobile phone, put his arm around his neck, and raised his mobile phone to take pictures of the two people intimately.

In addition to the last time she secretly took a picture of Feng Ziyan, who still doesn't know about it, they haven't really taken a picture together. The mobile phone with two people's photos is gone, too. It's a pity for the boat. Now it's not easy to think of it. Of course, she won't let it go.

Feng Ziyan refused at first, but later he became interested in making faces with Lu Qingzhou. They went crazy in the middle of the night. At least they took hundreds of pictures, including all kinds of funny things. There were also two people who pulled each other's quilts, and the dew point limit was also taken. Lu Qingzhou blushes and doesn't want to leave such a picture in it. It's not good if this mobile phone also falls off.

Tired paralysis of the two people fell on the bed, Feng Ziyan holding a mobile phone slowly appreciate the photos in the phone, one by one back. Every time I turn it over, the happiness in my heart becomes more and more obvious. It is estimated that he had never thought of such a day with Lu Qingzhou before. He thought that he could only watch and guard her silently in his whole life. Even if he got married, he would not be happy.

In the past, he only thought that as long as he made money to give her enough affluent life, it was the best care for her. He always swore in his heart that he would protect her from any harm. It seems that this is what he can do for her to make her happy. He never thought that the real happiness actually has another appearance. For example, now two people can laugh freely.

Feng Ziyan began to yawn after flipping through their photos for a while, and his excessive energy overdraft was quite fatal to him. Originally, in order to get back early to reunite with Lu Qingzhou, he worked very hard in the U.S. to shoot advertisements, forcing the director and the company's boss to shoot day and night, and even gave them some extra shots to choose from in case of mistakes, Because he didn't want to leave her anymore.

Seeing Feng Ziyan's sleepiness, Lu Qingzhou stretched out his hand to learn his habitual movements, touched his soft hair after washing, and said, "sleepy, sleep."

"Well. I'm going to sleep with you. " Feng Ziyan showed a lovely expression, and almost didn't put up two claws like a dog to stick out his tongue and shake his tail to please the boat. He pulled the landing boat sideways and lay down together, holding her waist tightly in both hands, and soon snored. Lu Qingzhou looked at his sleeping face and loved him very much. She gently dropped a kiss on his face: "good night, Ziyan."

Nestled in fengziyan's arms, she slowly turned around, put her back to fengziyan's chest, and let him embrace her from behind. In a comfortable posture, she took out her mobile phone. The time on the mobile phone shows that it's more than three o'clock in the morning now. She enters the mobile microblog to open her account. From the photos she just took, she selects a big picture with moderate angle and makes fun of Feng Ziyan.

"At three o'clock, my husband came back from filming in America."

After the end of the hair with a Feng Ziyan sleeping face: "my husband asleep like a lovely, like a baby."

"Zi Yan, I'm sorry." Lu Qingzhou looks at Feng Ziyan and feels guilty. She doesn't mean to use him to hype, but she has to. If there is no popularity with Shao Yulu, how to build an invincible position in the future?

Lu Qingzhou entered Shao Yulu's Micro blog after her posting. Her fans began to transmit positive energy gradually. Most of her messages were related to public welfare. Lu Qingzhou felt uncomfortable when she watched her popularity gradually recover.

Lu Qingzhou watched Shao Yulu and her microblog for a while and felt sleepy. So she turned off her mobile phone and unconsciously fell asleep beside Feng Ziyan.

When she woke up in the morning, she found herself lying on the bed alone, with no face around her. He always gets up later than himself. I don't know why he didn't sleep this morning.

Lu Qingzhou changed his posture and found a long back in front of the French window, facing the Chaoyang platform. The sky outside was just bright, the clouds were shining, and the sun had not yet risen.The room without the light on was a little dark, and there was a faint smell of tobacco in the air. Feng Ziyan stood quietly in front of the French window. I don't know why Lu Qingzhou suddenly felt his back was full of loneliness and sadness.

"Ziyan?"

Lu Qingzhou rubbed his eyes, sat up from the bed and called his name. Feng Ziyan did not respond.

"Ziyan, what's the matter with you? Don't you sleep? " Lu Qingzhou looked at the clock on the wall, and the time that could be seen was 5:43 a.m., so early?

At this time, Feng Ziyan had a little reaction and turned to face her. Lu Qingzhou reaches out his hand and turns on the bedside lamp. Feng Ziyan's handsome face immediately appears in the light, but his expression is inexplicably sad. Lu Qingzhou has never seen this expression on his face, and he is shocked.

"It's still early. Why don't you sleep a little longer?"

Feng Ziyan pressed the cigarette into the ashtray. He took the ashtray to the balcony and opened some windows to make the air in the room fresher.

"I just woke up. Why don't you sleep?"

Asked Lu Qingzhou. Feng Ziyan moved his lips, as if he wanted to say nothing. Lu Qingzhou saw that he was holding his mobile phone in his hand. She put it on the bed yesterday. How did it get to him. Lu Qingzhou turned to think, did he see the microblog he sent yesterday? Is it because he feels used by himself

"Well, I can't sleep." Feng Ziyan replied in a confused way: "it's OK. I'll sleep for a while."

Feng Ziyan put down her mobile phone and went back to bed to lay down with her.