After the Official Announcement of the OO Love with the Actress

    In the early winter, the water town was cloudy and rainy for several days, and the cold wind was penetrating to the bones.

    Ji Fengling was dressed in a cheongsam, and her coat was covered with a coat of white fluff and silk sash. She held an umbrella and walked along the road that she had seen many times.

    Every time Chu Feng left Li's house, she would go home along this road. She always came here happily, and then returned happily, Ji Fengling always observed her in the dark.

    The latch on the wooden door was struck, and the monsoon bell squeezed the handle of the umbrella and looked at the door.

    Monsoon Chimes: "I..."

    Chu Qiu asked uncertainly, "Is it Miss Ji?"

    Monsoon Chime nodded and smiled.

    Chu Qiu pushed the door and brought the monsoon bell into the house. It was cold and the kang was burning inside.

    Chu Qiu collected the umbrella for Ji Fengchi, stood the umbrella on the door frame, and led people into the house.

    Chu Qiu: "I often hear Xiaofeng talking about you. Although I haven't seen it before, I think Xiaofeng is talking about you."

    Monsoon Chime was taken aback.

    Chu Qiu: "Miss drink water?"

     Ji Fengchi nervously pulled the cheongsam, wiped off the wet marks on her hands, and took the bowl that Chu Qiu handed over.

    Chu Qiu was holding a broken porcelain bowl and used a good bowl with regular edges for Ji Fengling. She looked at the eldest lady and remembered what Chu Feng said, the person in the painting came out of the painting , Tingting stood in front of her.

     Ji Fengchi put down the bowl, pulled Chu Qiu's sleeve, shook her head and pointed at her stomach.

    Chu Qiu was slightly startled, "Can you tell?"

     Ji Fengling pursed the pear vortex on her cheek, lowered her head and smiled.

    Chu Qiu asked her with a gentle smile, "How old is Miss Ji?"

    The window lattice dripped water, the monsoon chime took a drop with her finger, and wrote seventeen on the table.

    Chu Qiu smiled gently, accompanied her quietly, took woolen cloth from the main room and sat at the table watching Yuzhi's clothes.

    The neckline of the sweater was too large, and it didn't look like it was worn by a child. Ji Fengling stared at it.

    Chu Qiu smiled and said, "It's knitted for Xiaofeng. This girl is afraid of the cold, so if she doesn't knit a sweater, she will get into my bed in winter."

    The monsoon chimes were taken aback.

    Chu Qiu pursed the corners of his mouth, his eyes were full of light, and the stars were twinkling, and said, "She said no this year, she will leave the new clothes to her little nephew."

    The monsoon bell wrinkled the cheongsam, and it was difficult to swallow a mouthful of water with a dry throat.

    Chu Qiu remembered that Chu Feng was curled up in her quilt, and said with a hilarious smile that she was afraid of the cold, she laughed and said, "There are many thunderstorms in winter, such a big person can still be afraid of thunder and rain? I know, she I miss my mom and dad..."

    "Miss Ji? Miss Ji!"

    The monsoon bell was shaken twice before she realized that Chu Qiuzheng was looking at him worriedly.

    "What's wrong?"

    Ji Fengling shook her head, the rain was light, she stood up and smiled and said goodbye to Chu Qiu.

    Chu Qiu: "It's raining too much, just sit down again, Xiaofeng will come back and I'll let her take you."

     Ji Fengchi shook her head, opened her umbrella, and walked straight to the door.

    Chu Feng came back, she was wet, and the ends of the burden were wet hay.

     Ji Fengling froze at the threshold, and the two looked at each other silently.

    Cowardly, worried, resentful, Chu Fengpin does not know her emotions.

    "Get out of the way." Chu Feng said coldly.

    Monsoon Chime held up the handle of the umbrella and ran down quickly, covering the umbrella over Chu Feng's head.

    "I don't want it!" Chu Feng said, picking up a heavy pole and breaking into the door.

    Monsoon bell pursed her lips, and the skirt of the cheongsam was stained with yellow muddy water, standing alone in the wind and rain.

    Chu Feng's temples bulged slightly, she softened her heart, unloaded the burden, said to Chu Qiu, walked out and said, "I'll take you back."

    Ji Fengling wanted to give her the umbrella, Chu Feng turned around and went back to get the hood and hat.

    Chu Feng: "Can you wear it?"

    Monsoon Chime shook her head gently.

    Chu Feng dragged her into the porch, put on a hat and a hoodie, and touched Ji Fengling's cold hand, she unconsciously got angry and said, "dressed like this..."

     Ji Fengling squeezed her fingertips with her backhand and released it in an instant.

    Chu Feng walks fast and walks behind, Monsoon Chime walks slowly and walks ahead.

    Chu Feng stopped after walking for a while, quietly watched Ji Fengling go away, when the figure was about to disappear, she pulled her legs and drew closer, repeatedly.

    The monsoon bell never looked back, Chu Feng lost the courage to chase him side by side.

    Chu Feng sent the monsoon chimes back to Li's house and stopped outside the door instead.

     Ji Fengling stepped into Li's house and was suddenly stopped by Chu Feng.

    "...Monsoon, you call my name again," Chu Feng looked at her almost hopelessly, "call my name, and I will forgive you."

    Monsoon bell looked back, her hair was half-wet, and the end of her hair was dipping water, watching Chu Feng shake his head gently.

     That night, the door of Chu's house was smashed, and a man suddenly rushed in.

    "Broken!"

    "The Li family wants to investigate the dead maid!"

      A letter, silver dollar and gold all fell on Chu Feng's body.

    "Bastard!" Chu Qiu was never reluctant to beat Chu Feng, this was the first time, she wanted to beat this newborn to death, the first time she didn't call her father or mother, but babbled and rushed She's a **** called sister!

    "Xiao Qiu!" Chu Qiu was hugged by the man to comfort him, "Your stomach."

    Chu Qiu roared out of control: "I'll kill you! I'll beat you to death! I'll let you kill! I'll let you..."

    Chu Qiu was soft in the man's arms.

    Chu Feng stood stubbornly under the eaves, she bent down to put the money in her arms, and picked up the half-wet letter.

    Ji Fengling doesn't like to talk, but she has beautiful and slender characters.

    "Sorry, little wind."

    —Small wind, sorry.

    The pen and ink are blurred into a ball here, has Ji Fengling ever hesitated how to explain it, how to describe herself.

    [I am from Jingzhong. When I was a child, I fled with my parents to join the Li family.

    After the war, the young master devoted himself to his ideals and asked me to take good care of the Li family. After he was gone for five years, countless people coveted the wealth of the Li family. I could only go away with the master.

    For so many years, the young master did not have a single letter. The guests you saw who came to the Li family sent messages again and again, and every time they took away a lot of gold and silver money from the Li family, Whether it is to finance the war or invest in building a factory, I only need news from the young master.

    The old man is nearly blind, and I have the final say in the misappropriation of the money in the book. I almost emptied the Li family, but I dared not reveal that the Li family’s gold mountain was empty.

    In order to delay the time, I first reported that the master intends to accept me. In fact, the master has raised me for more than ten years and has long regarded me as a relative...

    I borrowed the words of the master and reported that Li Jiayuan had saved a sum of money in Jianzhong and left it to the descendants of the Li family.

    Only the young master and the master know the safe password, the young master is missing, the master is about to die, if there is a third person who can know this, it must be the third Li family in my stomach...

    I plan before and after to protect the master, protect the Li family, and protect my perfect body until the master comes back.

    Xiaofeng, the first time you and I met, I knew.

    You look at me like I'm staring at the young master obsessively.

    I am under the shackles of Fang butler and Zhou Po, I can't trust anyone, you are the only one who breaks the game.

    Take this money, brother Qin and your sister, let's go.

    —Monsoon Chimes Book.

    ]

    On a rainy night, thunderstorms and lightning pierced the sky. Qin Shu packed his luggage overnight and drove a carriage to the Chu house.

    Chu Qiu dragged Chu Feng's hand, Chu Feng struggled again and again, and roared: "I'm not going!"

    "Go!"

      Qin Shu, it didn't take long before he deduced the real murderer.

    The news came from the police station that Chu Qiu had become a broken shoe to be soaked in a pig cage, and Qin Shu had become the second person in the palace and wanted to come out again, it was even more difficult!

    Chu Feng? I heard that she was very attentive to Miss Ji. During class, she would secretly draw portraits of women in class. After school, she would hide in the big tree outside the window of Li's house secretly for half a day and a night.

    Women and women! That's called mirror grinding! Shameless thing! Just throw **** at the door!

    Qin Shu shouted: "Let's go! Quick..."

    A few distant shouts penetrated the rain: "Murderers - catch them -"

    Chu Feng broke free from Chu Qiu: "What will she do if I leave!"

    "I'm not leaving! Sister, you and Brother Qin, let's go!"

    "Sister—"

    Chu Qiu roared: "You don't leave! Are you going to die here with you! Xiaofeng!"

    "Sister."

    The heavy rain made it hard to open your eyes, Chu Feng choked: "She lied to me..."

    "You still have a sister!" Chu Qiu hugged Chu Feng, "Xiaofeng! And a sister!"

    "And him," Chu Qiu took Chu Feng's hand and gently placed it on his stomach, "We have a home."

    People from the police station fluttered.

    Several scenes were filmed for more than a week. The rain scene was difficult to set up, which was a test for the actors and staff.

      big night.

    The shooting happened just in time for a thunderstorm, and Shen Feng wanted to borrow a natural rain, but the staff who set the scene were afraid that the thunder would fall, and all the people and equipment would be destroyed.

    But no one spoke, everyone wore raincoats and stood at their posts, listening to the roars of Lin Ke and Wang Bingbing in the wind and rain.

    When Shen Feng shouted in a hoarse voice, the whole group breathed a sigh of relief. The most difficult scenes were over, and it was enough to make up a few more scenes.

    Dawn broke in the sky, the clouds opened and the mist dispersed, Lin Ke stood on the spot with red and swollen eyes, and Xiao Wang helped her down from the carriage.

    Lin Bingran was wearing a raincoat and boots to pick her up, Lin Ke seemed to be out of the show, tears streaming down his cheeks uncontrollably.

    "Going home." Lin Bingran said, wiping away Lin Ke's tears with his palm.

    Shen Feng passed by, with a half wet cigarette in his mouth, wringing out the wet clothes with his hands, reminding Lin Bingran: "Don't irritate her."

    Lin Bingran swept open the door of 602 with the key card, held the doorknob half an arm's width away, blocking Lin Ke's way into the house.

    "Do you want to be alone?" Lin Bingran asked.

    Lin Ke grabbed Lin Bingran's hand and pushed the door hard.

    From lips to teeth, strong deprivation, Lin Bingran suppressed a groan, and was kissed hot and soft by Lin Ke.

    Lin Ke was demanding fiercely, as if only in this way could she perceive Lin Bingran's existence, and she kept kissing softly on Lin Bingran.

    Both of them were unsteady, and they could only stand by leaning against each other on the door.

    Their fight was like the interweaving of two clouds, a mutual fight of softness and softness. Lin Ke softened his feet and was supported by Lin Bingran.

    Lin Ke was not satisfied, so she pinched Lin Bingran's waist with both hands, she shoveled the hem of the latter's clothes up and piled them up.

    Lin Bingran frowned, eating pain for a second and then being overwhelmed by joy.

    The pheromones are blended and swallowed into two different bodies. They are able to absorb the taste of another person crazily.

    Lin Ke took Lin Bingran's hand, dropped the mobile phone that was in the way, pulled Lin Bingran high above his head, and clasped his hands behind him.

    Lin Ke repeatedly rubbed Lin Bingran's sensitive parts, Lin Bingran was aroused by goose bumps, she was short of breath, and her body trembled constantly. When she thought it would continue, Lin Ke released her breath quickly took her.

    Lin Bingran: "..."

    The finger hooked on the plastic bag twitched twice, as if to say, take it, don't send it.

    Lin Bingran: "…"

    It seems that Lin Bingran solidified too obviously, the plastic bag was hooked and retracted, and it was pushed out again after a while.

    "You'll be fined."

    Lin Bingran blushed and pursed her lips, speechless.

    “…”

    The plastic bag contains only one phone.

    The author has something to say:  Da Lin: Don’t scold me, I’m so pitiful too.