The shadow of the past and the present arrives

Chapter 211

Bell's performance in "Beauty Doll" can be said to be penetrating, but a lot of negative emotions needed in it are resolved by himself, such as insomnia, anxiety, sleepless night and night, and his spirit is getting worse and worse. This was Bell's symptoms in the later stages of filming, and he even had to hire a counselor.

Song Weimu didn't reach his level, but he also began to have symptoms of insomnia and anxiety. He was very tired, but he just couldn't sleep. He ate less and less every day, and began to sigh for no reason.

Song Weimu instinctively felt something was wrong.

Duan Shao obviously felt that something was wrong with Song Weimu. At first he thought Song Weimu was just very tired, and he should be tired so late every day when filming. At that time, Duan Shao subconsciously hugged his wife, but who knew it was empty.

Duan Shao thought she had gone to the bathroom, but the cold air proved that she had been away for a long time.

Duan Shao woke up immediately, and immediately found Song Weimu on the balcony.

She is smoking.

Duan Shao was dumbfounded.

Song Weimu leaned against the wall, holding a lady's cigarette between his slender fingers, which were also slender and long. Song Weimu squinted his eyes and looked out of the balcony, his eyes were in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.

Undoubtedly at this time Song Weimu looks very tasteful, lazy and charming, and has a special style when smoking, but Duan Shao just asked tremblingly, "Honey, when did you learn to smoke?"

Especially at this time, this place is not quite right!
Song Weimu turned her head back, her pale face was particularly creepy at this moment, even if Duan Shao was sure that her true love was her, she couldn't help shivering at this moment.

Why is it so like a scene from a horror movie!
Duan Er Shao was sure that he had spent a lot of effort to suppress the screaming, and gave himself twelve likes in his heart!Scream is just too weak!
Song Weimu walked over quietly, the moment the window on the balcony opened, Duan Ershao shivered again due to the influx of cold air, before he had time to ask a question, Song Weimu suddenly pressed down fiercely.

Duan Ershao: "My dear..."

What is going on, please help!

Song Weimu took off Ershao Duan's clothes without saying a word. After staying outside for a long time, his fingers were icy cold. When he touched him, little goose bumps appeared on his skin. Back then, Second Young Master Duan naturally pushed the boat along, but now it looks weird.

The most important thing is that Song Weimu's movements and eyes are too fierce!

Duan Er Shao burst into tears, why does he feel like being raped!
The room was dark, Duan Shao couldn't even observe Song Weimu's expression, Duan Er Shao was depressed.

Second Young Master Duan was ready to be ravaged.He was ready, who knew he lay down for a long time, Song Weimu suddenly stopped, and said a few words stiffly, "I don't want to do it again."

Duan Ershao vomited blood.

You can't be so cruel to me!

Song Weimu sat on his abdomen for a long time as if thinking about something, motionless, and Duan Ershao lay there for a long time maintaining the appearance of a dead fish, his expression was about to go stiff, and his stripped body felt chilly of.

Second Young Master Duan remained silent for a long time, and then tremblingly said again, "My dear..."

If you want to kill or scrape, give me an accurate word!
Song Weimu remained silent for a long time, and then he felt Song Weimu's already warmed hands squeeze his abdomen, and said disgustedly, "I've grown flesh."

Duan Ershao: ...

Song Weimu was agitated by insomnia, and it seemed that he wanted to do it without any quality. After pinching Duan Ershao's abdomen, Song Weimu thought of something and said to Duan Ershao, "Do you want to do it?"

Duan Ershao: All the clothes are stripped, you tell me this!
Everything about tonight was so abusive!
Duan Ershao choked with sobs and honestly said a word, "Yes."

Song Weimu then said to Duan Ershao in that cold and commanding tone, "Serve me."

Different from the cold tone, the warm kiss began to fall on the neck, and Duan Ershao's eyes became hot...

After tossing and tossing for a long time, Song Weimu fell asleep as he wished, while Duan Ershao lay on the bed and began to think about his wife's recent behavior that was not quite right.

Such an abnormal behavior must not be ignored!
This kind of situation is also easier to guess. Nothing happened in Song Weimu's life that made her so abnormal, so it can only be at work. Her current job is only shooting "Troubled Times".

Duan Ershao concluded that he might have entered the drama.

This kind of situation is difficult to deal with, because it is not uncommon for actors who are too deep into the play to get out of it. The more talented actors are, the easier it is for this to happen. They are more talented than others, and they play a role lifelike and penetrating. , in the same way, that character would form the role of a splitter, and if he could no longer be integrated into one person, then there would be big trouble.

Duan Ershao firmly cannot accept his wife tossing around like this all day long, even if it becomes his welfare in the end, it's just that performing midnight terrors every day can really scare people to death.

Duan Ershao pondered for a long time, and after Song Weimu went to film again, he searched the Internet for a solution. If it really didn't work, Duan Ershao was going to ask Aunt Xue for help.

So after Song Weimu came back at night, Second Young Master Duan blinked and handed the two tickets to Song Weimu, "Honey, let's go out for a day tomorrow."

Song Weimu picked up two tickets and looked at them, tickets for Happy Valley.

Song Weimu's expression suddenly became subtle.

Duan Er Shao began to become a salesman enthusiastically, even though he never went in his life, but he will have experience tomorrow, thank you for the detailed introduction later in the sect——

Song Weimu pondered for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

(End of this chapter)