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Chapter 52 The Female Celebrity's Bizarre Death in the Bathroom (13)

Meng Qiaohe smiled noncommittal.

Soon, she heard the sound of running water coming from the bathroom, and the sound of running water was accompanied by the man's deep and suppressed breathing. Listening to that sound, it seemed that the man was releasing something.

After a while, the sound of running water stopped, and Meng Qiaohe also sat up from the bed at this time.

She massaged her scalp, raised her head and saw Fu Shisheng coming out in a bathrobe.

When Fu Shisheng saw her, he was slightly taken aback, and then asked her calmly, "Are you awake?"

Meng Qiaohe looked at his face, was lost in thought for a moment, then nodded, "Yeah."

Meng Qiaohe stood up from Fu Shisheng's bed as he spoke, then put on his shoes and got off the ground.

Fu Shisheng looked at Meng Qiaohe who was walking towards him, his eyes moved slightly, and then his throat rolled and he said, "Are you hungry?"

Meng Qiaohe glanced at the clock hanging on the wall, it was already past five o'clock, she nodded, "A little bit."

Fu Shisheng wiped his hair with one hand, and said to her, "If you want to eat, I'll ask the hotel to deliver it."

Meng Qiaohe pursed her lips and said, "It's all fine."

Fu Shisheng then took the phone and called out. Fu Dier's favorite food was what Fu Shisheng ordered.

Fu Shisheng ordered the meal, hung up the phone, and said to Meng Qiaohe, "There is still a while, you should take a rest."

Meng Qiaohe nodded, and then sat down on a sofa beside him.

Fu Shisheng also sat beside her at this time, and the sofa next to her sank a little.

The two sat in silence for a while, and Fu Shisheng reached out and turned on the TV.

The TV was turned on, and there was a sound in the quiet room, and the embarrassing atmosphere suddenly decreased a little.

What is playing on the TV is a play that Fu Shisheng acted in before, it is a costume play.

Fu Shisheng on the TV, wearing a splendid ancient costume, holding a sword in his hand, is killing the enemy, his brows are heroic, and his movements are chic and comfortable.

Meng Qiaohe looked at it, and felt something on the back of the sofa behind her against her back. She glanced behind her and saw that it was Fu Shisheng's hand on the sofa behind her.

Fu Shisheng's fingers were slender and fair, and because he had just taken a bath at this time, they looked more radiant, and his fingernails were slightly fleshy pink, which made him look extraordinarily beautiful.

Meng Qiaohe swallowed, then sat up straight, no longer leaning on the sofa.

Over there, Fu Shisheng might have also noticed this move, and when Meng Qiaohe sat up straight, his arm was retracted.

Meng Qiaohe turned her head and glanced at Fu Shisheng who was sitting next to her. The water on Fu Shisheng's hair was still wet.

His hair was wet on his forehead, his eyes were looking at the TV, his eyes were blurred, his expression was lazy and wanton, the front of his bathrobe was half opened, and his collarbone was looming, with a fatal temptation.

Xiaogui: [Mom, I really want to throw him down. 】

Meng Qiaohe: [...? 】

Just when Meng Qiaohe was about to retract his eyes, Fu Shisheng looked away from the TV. He turned his head and glanced at her, and the eyes of the two collided.

Meng Qiaohe looked at him with bloodshot eyes. At this moment, the TV suddenly switched to a very ambiguous scene. This is after the character played by Fu Shisheng and the woman he loved in it got drunk. , the role played by Fu Shisheng goes to kiss the heroine, and finally has a relationship with the heroine.

Although Fu Shisheng's character was used as a stand-in on TV at this time, the kiss scene directly broke into the eyes of Meng Qiaohe and Fu Shisheng.

They kissed passionately on the TV, and the girl still let out a moan.

In the quiet and quiet room, the voice was particularly prominent, it sounded like a movie.

Meng Qiaohe: "...?"

Damn, this is too fatal, she seriously suspects that Fu Shisheng put this TV on purposely.

After all, Fu Shisheng, as the leading actor in that play, couldn't possibly be ignorant of the play.

Meng Qiaohe avoided his eyes and wanted to get up. At this time, Fu Shisheng sat towards her.

Meng Qiaohe: "...?"

Why is this man sitting towards her now?

Meng Qiaohe pursed the corners of her mouth, and looked into the TV again, where the kiss was still going on.

Fu Shisheng asked in a low voice: "What do you think of their performance? Huh?"

Meng Qiaohe: "...?"

Ask her why?And he was so close that his breath was almost sprayed on her face.

Meng Qiaohe pretended to be calm and commented on the TV series, "Well, it's okay..."

The corner of Fu Shisheng's mouth ticked, "It's okay? Is it too perfunctory?"

Meng Qiaohe: "...?"

Otherwise, what should I ask her to say? Could it be that the interaction between the hero and heroine is so good, and the kiss is so fierce that people can't help themselves?
Meng Qiaohe closed his eyes for a moment, and then said: "The interaction between the hero and heroine is quite good."

At this moment, Fu Shisheng glanced at Meng Qiaohe's already red earlobes, and then at the two people still kissing on the TV. He hooked the corners of his mouth and said, "The male protagonist kissing inside is not me."

Meng Qiaohe: "...?"

Nonsense, of course she knows that that person is not Fu Shisheng. Fu Shisheng has been acting for so many years, and has never had a kissing scene. All such intimate scenes are all done by substitutes. This is an open secret in the entertainment industry.

Fu Shisheng continued: "My kisses are only for those I love the most."

Meng Qiaohe: "...?"

Why is Fu Shisheng saying this all of a sudden now?

And Fu Shisheng was about to squeeze her into the corner of the sofa at this moment.

She has no place to move.

Fu Shisheng said, "Di'er, do you know who my favorite person is?"

Meng Qiaohe: "...?"

Xiaogui: [No way, no way, Fu Shisheng doesn't want to confess to Fu Dier right now? 】

Meng Qiaohe held his breath, not knowing what to say.

Fu Shisheng hooked the corner of his mouth again, "Dier, actually I..."

Meng Qiaohe put his hands on his lap and didn't look at Fu Shisheng. He reached out to touch the remote control panel on the sofa, and then changed the TV. At this time, the inside of the TV turned into a sketch, with a funny style of painting and the ambiguous one just now. Formed a stark contrast.

Meng Qiaohe pretended to be funny and patted his knee while laughing, "Hahahahaha!"

On Fu Shisheng's side, seeing Meng Qiaohe smiling so happily, his original thought of doing something was suddenly interrupted.

He stepped back and sat down, then felt both amused and embarrassed.

It seemed that he was really too impatient. Dier always regarded him as his elder brother. If he couldn't hold back just now, Dier said that he might not be frightened.

(End of this chapter)