deliberate kiss

Chapter 483 Love Rose (End)

"Walking Behind the Fog" became an instant hit and became a benchmark work in the film industry.Meng Tingxu and Lan Rong, who are the leading actors, can be regarded as a halo at this point.

After finishing the tedious work, Meng Tingxu came out from the backstage of the awards ceremony, surrounded by several staff members.

"Sister Meng, take a look at this script. The other director told you to read it. You will only show it to other actresses after you have selected it." The staff spoke flatteringly and were very attentive.

Meng Tingxu scanned the cover of the script lightly, "Put it in my car, I'll read it later."

"Okay, I'll go right away." The staff who got the answer said excitedly.

She was actually a little tired, after working for such a long time, but she hardly had a rest.

At this moment, she wanted to be alone for a while.

But as soon as this thought crossed her mind, she saw Qin He approaching surrounded by everyone.

They hadn't seen each other for a few days, and after recovering her memory, she had been avoiding him all the time, and seeing each other suddenly was really emotional.

"Mr. Qin, let me introduce to you, this is Meng Tingxu, the heroine of our "Walk Behind the Fog", the youngest grand slam actress in China." The man who looked like a producer spoke enthusiastically and chattered endlessly.

Qin He was wearing a black suit, his eyebrows were affectionate, and his smile was calm.

His eyes flicked across Meng Tingxu's body, and the smile that didn't reach his eyes was light and almost emotionless.

He hooked his lips and said in an intriguing tone, "I know."

"You know, how did you know?" Someone asked curiously, looking secretly between Qin He and Meng Tingxu, and with a probe, he asked again: "How did Mr. Qin and Ms. Meng know each other?"

Qin He smiled, the red tear mole was dazzling under the light.

He was casual, as if he was going to say it openly, "Xuxu and I."

Meng Tingxu subconsciously stood up straighter, with a very cold expression on his face.

Qin He cast his eyes on her, "It should be regarded as a close friendship, after all, we were close."

"That's enough," Meng Tingxu interrupted Qin He's words, and said in a tense voice, "Qin He, come with me."

She took a step forward, and grabbed Qin He's sleeve in full view of everyone.

On the side was the empty lounge, Qin He had a faint smile on his lips, and let Meng Tingxu pull himself in.

He leaned against the door frame, looked down at the girl's mascara-painted, well-defined eyelashes, and raised his hand to touch them.

Meng Tingxu was taken aback by his sudden movement, and raised his head to stare at him, "Be more respectful!"

"Respect?" Qin He asked her back amusedly: "Xuxu, do you think our relationship is about respect?"

His slender fingers gently clasped her chin, his movements were gentle and did not allow resistance.

"Talk about your relationship with me, I might still be a little interested." It seemed to be coaxing, like a joke, but also with an indescribable seriousness.

His lips were reddish, and his face, which was originally a monster, looked unattractive at the moment.

But Meng Tingxu has recovered his memory, so how could he let the past go.

She waved Qin He's hand away, and looked straight at him: "I don't have feelings for liars."

"Then what should we do?" Qin He looked at his hand being waved away, and smiled nonchalantly, "I've made up my mind, and I must talk to you."

Meng Tingxu thought, she always underestimated Qin He's brazenness.

She looked at him for a long time, unable to say a word.

In the living room, the atmosphere was anxious.

Qin He's gaze stayed on Meng Tingxu's lips that were painted with lip gloss.

He had been looking for her for many days and knew about her, but he didn't dare to go to her immediately.

He was actually afraid too.

He was afraid that she would not forgive him.

But Qin He was never someone who would show weakness.

Under Meng Tingxu's angry and complicated eyes, he hugged the latter.

"What are you doing!" Meng Tingxu was startled by his sudden movement, and when he realized it, he began to push him: "Qin He, there are reporters outside, do you want to be on the headlines!"

"Without my permission, I'll see who dares to scribble." After he finished speaking lightly, he stretched out his hand to grab Meng Tingxu's waist.

She struggled so much that the shawl that was originally on her shoulders fell to the ground, revealing her bare back.

Qin He's fingertips slid down her back, and his voice fell on her ears, he said in a hoarse and cold voice, "Meng Tingxu, when you were on stage just now, I wanted to pull you down, So little to wear, huh?"

Meng Tingxu wanted to question him, why did he control himself like this.The next moment, it was sealed with a kiss.

He kissed so deeply that Meng Tingxu had the illusion that he was out of breath.

Her face was flushed red, she finally had a chance to breathe, and raised her eyes to meet Qin He's secretive eyes.

His peach blossom eyes were stained with a smile, and before letting her go, he bit her lips gently.

"Are you a dog?" Meng Tingxu raised his hand and wanted to wipe it, because Qin He's eyes didn't move for a while.

And the latter chuckled, suddenly bent over and approached her, and said quietly: "Do you want to try the one that really belongs to the dog?"

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late at night.

Meng Tingxu didn't sleep well at night, she was lying on the bed, having the same nightmare over and over again.

Shiratori falls from the ring, and she cries for him to get up.

But Qin He grabbed her arm and forcefully pulled her up from the ground.

In the dream, with a smile that was sure to win on the corner of his lips, he said word by word: "You must be mine."

Even in a dream, Meng Tingxu was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat.

She opened her eyes suddenly, and saw Qin He sitting on the sofa beside him, looking at herself with a half-smile.

"Have a nightmare?"

Meng Tingxu looked away and said lazily, "Why haven't you left yet?"

"Whenever you go back with me, I'll leave." Qin He got up and walked in front of Meng Tingxu, the smile on his face faded, his brows and eyes darkened, and he said softly: "You are here, Where else can I go?"

"I want to go to M state."

"When?" Qin He was taken aback.

"The air ticket has already been bought," Meng Tingxu looked at him seriously, "I also want to make a decision for myself, Qin He, can you stop meling me, I am no longer a child."

Qin He felt the pain of cutting flesh with a blunt knife.

He didn't speak for a long time, and slowly stood up.

The dew was deeper, and large flakes of snow drifted in from the balcony.

Qin He stood on the balcony and smoked for a long time.

His back was facing Meng Tingxu, and Meng Tingxu could only see his slightly desolate back in the night.

She blinked, her eyes hurt a little.

When Qin He came back, there was a cool feeling on his body, and the cold air rushed into his lungs.

Meng Tingxu closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep, and heard Qin He say in a compromised tone, "Go if you want, Xuxu, I don't care about you anymore, open your eyes and look at me, okay?"

Meng Tingxu was slightly suspicious, but still slowly opened his eyes and looked at him.

Her tone was slightly wary: "Are you so kind?"

"Why not?" Qin He chuckled, held Meng Tingxu's hand outside the quilt, and said, "It's a big deal, I'll run after you. Meng Tingxu, I spend my whole life, can't I catch up with you? "

I got it, I am lucky.

No, then continue to fight.

What's the big deal?

On the eve of Cheng Zhouzhou's 4th birthday, the city of Jing was chilly, and cold fog filled the air.

Cheng Weiyue took over the letterhead from the housekeeper, which was written by Meng Tingxu.

"Happy birthday to Zhou Zhou, the gift is on the way, hope you like it.

One more thing, I have to tell you, Weiyue, Qin He and I are planning to get married, and I will send you the invitation at that time. "

Cheng Weiyue closed the letter paper with a smile, looked at Cheng Zhouzhou who was making a fuss with Zhou Jingwei, clapped her hands at the latter, and said, "Zhou Zhou, come here, come to mom."

Not far away, Zhou Jingwei looked at Cheng Weiyue's smile like a flower, and his eyes were full of tenderness.

If you are not reconciled, then spend your whole life betting on such a person, fighting to the end, and seeking a result.

Who do you want to say lovesickness like?

It's nothing more than red beans sent by you.

　There is another episode~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)