Ordinary actress with her super star husband

Anxiaochi didn't know that wenyeyao was fighting between heaven and man. She just lowered her head and shed two tears. After wiping her eyes twice, she supported the balcony railing and tried to stand up. As a result, her feet softened and her head hit the railing directly. "Bang" sounds very clear.

Because of the soft hands and feet after drunk, wenyeyao didn't pay attention to it, so the impact was actually quite heavy, and his forehead immediately turned red to the naked eye.

Wenyeyao was so shocked by her that she didn't want to do anything. Subconsciously, she stretched out his hand around the back and held the man in his arms. His warm hand just covered his rapidly swollen forehead.

"Does it hurt?" Wen Yeyao only felt that the sound of the movement pulled his heart and nerves together. However, Xiaochi was still as if nothing had happened. He didn't say a word when he hit so hard. He was still looking up in his arms and laughing foolishly.

"No pain!" She called boldly, "the first time I hung up via, I hit a tree with a wheeze. Compared with that, it doesn't hurt at all!"

Wen Yeyao is speechless. He can't imagine what kind of collision is when the sound of wheezing in the mouth of an Xiaochi hits a tree, because no matter what kind of collision method it is, it makes his heart ache to the point of a little flustered.

He didn't want to mention it, but an Xiaochi, who was drunk, did not know that she put her hands on wenyeyao's chest, stretched her neck to speak in his ear, and gently brushed wenyeyao's neck with the smell of wine, which aroused a slight heat.

Wen Yeyao calmed herself and forced her attention to what she said.

"Do you know when I first hung up on vias?" An Xiaochi said mysteriously.

Wen Ye Yao can't answer, but an Xiaochi doesn't need his answer.

"It was when Chang'an couldn't be photographed. Do you know no Chang'an? That was the first time I took ancient costume, the first time I hung up on Weiya, and the first time I was scolded as ugly. Get out of here. They said that I was not worthy of acting to the Han Yan. How could I play to the Han Yan? Xiang Hanyan is a fairy! And I, I am a dumpling, cabbage stuffing. "

She began to laugh from her own heart. It was very sad, but she was very happy.

Wen Yeyao did not smile.

He couldn't laugh.

An Xiaochi then said: "in fact, I like to eat leek pork stuffing, but sister Shan said that leek flavor is big, usually do not let me eat, afraid I open a mouth is leek taste."

"I'll bring you dumplings filled with leek, OK?" Wen Yeyao looks gentle. He puts one hand behind an Xiaochi's neck, and the other is behind her waist, locking her tightly in her arms.

The man in his arms was so drunk that he didn't know how close he was now. Instead, he leaned half of his body against him.

"No, I don't like dumplings any more. I don't like emoticons anymore. They made me a lot of expression bags. They are ugly and ugly. " She wrinkled her nose, as if thinking of something, staring at Wen Yeyao and said: "do you have my expression bag on your mobile phone? Isn't it? "

"I don't have one." Clearly know that drunk people are the most unreasonable, Wen Yeyao or very serious answer her. "I almost don't show expression when I chat. Do you forget it?"

"I don't believe it!" Anxiaochi twists and turns in his arms, and his hands begin to search his coat pocket, trying to find the mobile phone.

Wen Yeyao began to let her move, until she slipped her hand from her coat to her abdomen, and then wanted to continue to turn down her trouser pocket, then she breathed and grabbed her hand.

"I don't have my mobile phone with me. Can I show you later?" If it was someone else, he would have kicked people off as early as the other side leaned over. However, facing an Xiaochi, he softened his heart. Knowing that she was drunk, he could not help but gently coax her. "I really don't have your expression bag in my mobile phone, and I will never use it in the future. Believe me, will you

Anxiaochi stared at him for two seconds, slapping his hands on his face and patting him like a watermelon.

"You are Miss Wen." She suddenly realized and nodded, "you are Wen Yeyao, you are teacher Wen. Well, I believe in Miss Wen. Miss Wen is very good. "

Wenye wants to laugh and tease her, "how can miss Wen do?"

"Miss Wen is good at everything." An Xiaochi answered without hesitation, "the best thing is that Mr. Wen believes me. Even if he knows that I'm a mess and knows that I can't win, he still believes me." Said, her aggrieved flat mouth, "sister Shan don't believe me, I believe her so much, she said I believe her, but she does not believe me."

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