Ordinary actress with her super star husband

There were only two people left in the room.

Xiao Liu was dragged away by xiaodai, and he closed the door with interest, leaving a space for people in the room to be alone.

Wen Yeyao walks to an Xiaochi who covers her face and cries. She squats down and puts her hands on her neck to her arms.

An Xiaochi rushed into his arms without any resistance, and Wen Yeyao sat back on the ground.

In spite of the image, the super God film emperor sat on the floor of the hotel room, holding a small pond crying to the dark in his arms.

He didn't ask her why she was crying, and he didn't persuade her not to cry.

Because the most important thing is already in his arms.

I don't know how long it took for an Xiaochi to finally change from crying to sobbing. Her hands around wenyeyao's back still come back from time to time and rub them under his nose.

Wen Yeyao chuckled and rubbed the soft meat on her back neck and said in a low voice: "now that I know my clothes are expensive, can't I just paste my tears and snot? It's late. "

Don't think he doesn't know. He just cried the most severely, but he rubbed his face in his arms. The place on his chest was already wet.

An Xiaochi's whole ear is red, whimpering and whining: "then I'm sad..."

"Good, good, you are sad, you are the biggest." Wen Yeyao had no way to take her. She stood up on the floor and then bent down to hold people up. "The capital in December is very cold. Miss an, please take pity on me and continue to be sad in another place."

Suddenly was picked up, let an Xiaochi startled, hands reflexive ring in his neck, originally in the hot ears after hearing his words even more severe.

The room is not big. It's only a few steps from the porch to the sofa. Before Ann Xiaochi has time to lose, she is about to leave the shadow emperor's arms. She finds that wenyeyao has not put her down.

He was sitting on the sofa with an Xiaochi in his arms, and an Xiaochi was sitting horizontally on his lap.

This posture is too dangerous and ambiguous. An Xiaochi knows that he should get up immediately.

But today is too special, she is also too uncomfortable, the heart struggled for a second, she finally sat obediently and did not refuse.

Wen Yeyao was very satisfied.

With one hand across the waist of an Xiaochi, he fixed the person, while the other hand gently pinched the back of her neck and asked softly, "are you still crying?"

An Xiaochi shakes his head.

"Then tell me what happened?"

Anxiaochi hesitated, lowered his head and did not answer.

Wenye Yao doesn't force her, but stretches her arm to take the mineral water on the edge of the sofa, and after twisting it, it directly passes it to an Xiaochi's mouth.

An Xiaochi reached out and wanted to drink it by himself. As a result, the other side's hand avoided.

"Drink water." He put the mouth of the bottle directly on her lips, gentle and tough.

Anxiaochi thought, crying and hugging. Now he is sitting on his thigh. What's wrong with being fed saliva.

So he gave up the struggle and took a few drinks with his hands.

After drinking, Wen Yeyao gently wiped her lower lip with her thumb and her eyes deepened.

This action is too ambiguous, an Xiaochi can not help but shrink back, but she did not hide.

Wen Ye Yao's hand pauses for a while, admonishes oneself not to be too anxious, now is not the time.

Not today, at least.

"You start to cry as soon as you see me today. Should you give me an explanation? Otherwise, I would think that you are a big fan of mine and cry when I see you. " Wen Yeyao joked, and finally she felt relieved when she finally had a little smile on her face.

"Tell me, eh?"

Maybe it's wenyeyao's voice is too gentle, or maybe it's because the impact today is really too big. An Xiaochi finally whispered about today's affairs.

Wen Yeyao has not spoken, quietly listening to her finish all the past.

“…… That's it. " She had already let out a lot of feelings because of crying. When she looked back, she became depressed again. Anxiaochi sniffed her nose with red eyes and felt that she wanted to cry again. "I don't know why she's doing this, or how much she's hiding from me. She is clearly the one I trust most, but now I don't know if I should continue to believe her

Wen Yeyao's dry and tender palm covers her ears, and her thumb gently brushes the red corners of her eyes. An Xiaochi looks at his deep and gentle eyes, and can't help turning his face and rubbing his palm.

"You just cried because you were sad, not angry, right?" Wen Yeyao asked softly, "why aren't you angry? Why aren't you angry that she lied to you? "

Anxiaochi looked at him in a daze.

"Because you've already noticed something in your mind, right?"

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