Chapter 772： the eve of leaving

Deep Thought, Studio City, Hyatt Regency Hotel.

After finishing the matter, Yan Zhixu and Fu Shimo returned to the living room together.

The man sat on the big soft bed, his mobile phone buzzed, and after reading the message, his long and narrow Danfeng eyes were filled with a faint darkness, and there was a fleeting reluctance to part.

Even for a moment, Yan Zhixu was still keenly aware that something was wrong.

She put on her pajamas and stepped on a pair of blue plush slippers she wore in autumn, and walked to the seat next to him and sat down.

"things related to work?"

"Well, I'll go back tomorrow."

The man's low and magnetic voice sounded slowly in the room, Yan Zhixu blinked his long eyelashes, but there was no surprise in his eyes.

She lightly parted her lips, "Well, it's been a while since you've been here."

Fu Shimo looked at her red lips that opened and closed, and the suppressed dark color in the bottom of his eyes appeared, extremely deep, like a well whose depth could not be measured.

"Ash."

"Um?"

Yan Zhixu responded softly and stared at the person beside him. Suddenly, the other person's body leaned forward, and the face kept expanding.

His hand clasped the back of her head, and his long, skeletal fingers were inserted into her black and shiny hair.

Her hair felt good to the touch, the faint fragrance filled his nose, Fu Shimo's **** Adam's apple wriggled, and a chuckle overflowed from his throat.

"Good girl, close your eyes."

His voice was low, with a seductive power. The aura around him was not like a noble, sacred and inviolable emperor, but like a demon that lured people into the abyss.

"Okay……"

Yan Zhixu seemed to be bewitched, closed her eyes obediently, and then felt the cold lips touching hers.

Incredibly soft.

He is like an invincible general, madly attacking the city and grabbing the air that belongs to her, tasting the nectar and jade liquid.

His body gradually became weak and weak, and his other hand was tightly clasped with her fingers, refusing to part.

The atmosphere in the room was ambiguous and beautiful and romantic, and it took a long time for the two to separate.

"Ash..."

Fu Shimo panted heavily, buried his head between her neck and breathed warmly and sprayed it out, causing the fair skin to itch slightly and a light pink lining, which was extra delicate.

"Well, I'm here."

Yan Zhixu's voice was slightly hoarse, and ripples appeared in the calm lake.

The two maintained this posture, and neither took a step into the thunder pool.

To ease his good mood, Fu Shimo's hand was tied to Yan Zhixu's slender and soft waist, and the two slept together.

——

The next day, early in the morning.

Yan Zhixu and Fu Shimo got up to wash up, and Lu Xun brought his assistant to pick him up to do the styling.

He held his orchid fingers up, skeptical eyes kept looking between the two, and he kept guessing in his heart, always feeling that the aura of the two was weird.

"..."

The corners of Qu Linling's mouth twitched, she didn't want to see Lu Xun's silly appearance again.

This is the sour smell of falling in love. It seems that Brother Lu has never experienced what it is like.

Fu Shimo packed up some of the luggage he bought after coming to the film and television city and carried it in his hand.

His eyes fell on her, "Filming well, pay attention to rest, combine work and rest, and call me if you have anything."

Yan Zhixu nodded, "Well, be sure to keep in mind the advice of Dean Fu."

Hearing the jokes in her words, Fu Shimo pushed the glasses hanging on the bridge of his nose, and a faint smile flashed in his eyes under the lenses.

The sky was gray and bright, and a group of people went out early. When they reached the door, they parted ways and ran in different directions.