pampered roses

The scorching breath sprayed on the ears, and even the air became sticky and difficult to breathe.

Fu Zechen's veins twitched, he stared intently at the person in front of him, didn't speak, but restrained himself by pinching her waist and pulling her away a little.

The room was silent, the two looked at each other, and neither of them spoke.

After a while, Tangli stepped on her feet again and took the initiative to kiss him. Her fingers were on fire all over Fu Zechen's body, and she pecked and kissed him again and again.

Fu Zechen picked up Tangli, and Tangli subconsciously wrapped her legs between him.

Then she watched helplessly, Fu Zechen hugged her on the sofa, then let go and stood up, creating a distance between the two of them.

"go to bed early."

Tangli was stunned for a moment, and when Fu Zechen was about to leave, she grabbed Fu Zechen's wrist, wrapped her arms around his neck with one hand, and continued to make trouble with the other hand: "No, I want z."

"Fu Zechen, I miss you very much."

Tangli looked at Fu Zechen, and spoke seriously, her black eyes burning, but her words were extremely bold.

Fu Zechen pressed Tangli's troublesome hand, his voice was low and calm: "Good boy, go to sleep."

Tangli pursed her lips, raised her head and looked at Fu Zechen strangely, staring at him with a frown,

"Fu Zechen."

She spoke word by word, staring at him,

"Didn't you say you wanted to fuck me when you called last time?"

She pulled his arm up and took a step forward, staring at his eyes with black eyes,

"What are you afraid of?"

Her face is pure and serious,

"It's impossible for you to really fuck me."

Hearing her boldly say these words, Fu Zechen's temples throbbed, and he felt that his emotions were almost on the verge of collapse.

He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, picked up Tangli and pushed her back to the sofa, pinching her delicate and beautiful chin with his fingers, with a tone of gnashing of teeth.

"Tangli, I haven't slept for almost 48 hours."

"Did you want my life?"

Tangli froze, blinked, and stared blankly at Fu Zechen.

Fu Zechen stared at her with dangerous eyes, his cold brows drooped slightly, and he uttered a word expressionlessly: "Do you still want to do it?"

Tangli froze, her brain exploded, her cheeks flushed instantly, and her voice lowered a lot.

"I didn't expect... sorry..."

Fu Zechen smiled angrily, lowered his head and pinched her chin and kissed her, bit her lip with a sense of punishment, and carried Tangli to the bedroom, "Sleep honestly."

In the bedroom, Fu Zechen put her down, and then went to the bathroom to wash up.

Tangli took a change of clothes and went to the next room. When she finished washing, Fu Zechen was already healed. He was lying on the bed looking at his phone indifferently.

Seeing Tangli come back, he put down his phone and waved at the person.

Tangli went to bed and rolled into Fu Zechen's arms, her breath instantly filled with the cold sandalwood fragrance, which was reassuring.

Tangli closed her eyes and her breathing became steady.

Fu Zechen put his hand on her head, stroked it lightly, closed his eyes and smelled the sweet breath on her body, and gradually fell asleep.

-

When Tangli woke up the next day, Fu Zechen was no longer by her side.

She went downstairs after washing up, just in time to see Fu Zechen coming out of the kitchen with breakfast, glanced at Tangli, and put the breakfast on the table.

"Come over for breakfast?"

Tangli frowned, a little worried about Fu Zechen: "When did you wake up? How can you just rest for a while?"

"Your husband is Doraemon." Fu Zechen glanced at her with raised eyebrows lightly, beckoning her to come over.

Tangli couldn't help laughing, and walked towards the dining table.

Fu Zechen prepared Tangli's favorite food. Before that, Tang Qi and the others prepared breakfast, and the taste might not suit your appetite from time to time.

Not long after Tangli had eaten half of it, the doorbell rang. It was Tang Qi and Su Qing who came. When they saw Fu Zechen, they both froze for a moment.

"Hi, Master Jiu."

"Ninth Master."

The atmosphere suddenly became a little awkward, Tangli blinked, looked at the two of them and smiled, "You guys are here? Don't stand there, come over and have breakfast together."

Tang Qi hurriedly shook his head, and cast a vague glance at Fu Zechen.

With such a big Jiu Ye standing there, they are under pressure.

It was even more impossible for Su Qing.

Tangli tilted her head and glanced at Fu Zechen, who raised her eyes and gave the two of them a cold look.

"Eat."

Master Jiu has spoken, so... let's eat.

Tang Qi and Su Qing sat across from Tangli, eating breakfast without looking sideways, without saying a word, trying to make it seem like they didn't exist.

The meal was finished in a slightly stiff atmosphere. They came to pick up Tangli to go to the set. After the meal, they waited for Tangli at the door, and Tangli and Fu Zechen said goodbye.

"Fu Zechen, I'm going to the set, you can rest for a while and wait for me to come back."

Fu Zechen hummed, but said nothing.

Tangli bent her eyes, stepped on her feet and kissed Fu Zechen: "This is a good morning kiss."

Fu Zechen's eyes darkened, he clasped Tangli's neck and kissed her, and he didn't let go until he was short of breath.

"I'm leaving……"

Tangli sat in the car, the heat on her face dissipated, but there was still a touch of red, which looked bright and moving.

"Tsk, Tangtang, your smile is almost behind your ears."

Tang Qi made a joke, and Tangli touched her face. It was not as exaggerated as what Tang Qi said. She glanced at him embarrassedly and said nothing.

But it is undeniable that Tangli's mood has improved a lot, and even when she saw Jiang Nanzhi on set, she couldn't make any waves in her heart.

-

In the crew, when Tangli arrived, Jiang Nanzhi had already arrived and was surrounded by a group of people. Occasionally, a few exclamations were heard from the crowd.

When Jiang Nanzhi saw Tangli, she looked a little smug, with provocative eyes, and looked at her with her arms around her.

Tangli's face was dull, and her gaze was taken away from Jiang Nanzhi.

At this time, a girl next to Jiang Nanzhi exclaimed: "Mr. Jiang, this necklace of yours is not simple at first glance, it must be very expensive."

"I heard that it was given by Mr. Jiang's boyfriend. Is Mr. Jiang true?"

Everyone chattered about holding Jiang Nanzhi, which satisfied her vanity.

She subconsciously went to look at Tangli, wanting to know her expression at the moment.

However, Tangli had already arrived in the dressing room, and once the door was closed, the sound from outside was cut off.

"Tsk," Tang Qi held his chin curiously, "Jiang Nanzhi actually has a boyfriend? Impossible?"

Tangli glanced at him: "How do you know it's impossible?"

"Didn't the one who picked her up last night was Jiuye's car?" After Tang Qi finished speaking, he suddenly felt that his words were a bit ambiguous, and quickly added, "I mean, Jiuye would definitely not be able to talk to her if you had you." If it's related, where did he and her boyfriend come from?"

Tangli didn't care about this, as long as she didn't get involved with Fu Zechen, she didn't care what other people did.

What's more, Fu Zechen explained it that day.

As long as he said it, Tangli would believe it.

Then the door of the dressing room was pushed open, and Li Jiu walked in. She hadn't changed her costume yet, and she was still wearing a gorgeous red dress with suspenders.

"Morning pear."

"morning."

Sitting next to Tangli, Li Jiu crossed his arms and raised his eyebrows to look at Tangli: "Have you seen Jiang Nanzhi?"

Tangli hummed, with her usual gentle smile on her face: "I see, what's the matter?"

"Why do you say that someone dresses up expensively, but insists on acting cheaply?"

"Didn't you see that when I came here just now, someone next to Jiang Nanzhi praised Jiang Nanzhi, she looked like she wanted to tell the world, didn't she have seen something good?"

Maybe Li Jiu's description was a bit exaggerated, but in her eyes, no matter what Jiang Nanzhi looked at, she didn't like it.

Li Jiu couldn't stop complaining, which was quite similar to Fu Linshuang. Tang Liwen smiled and listened to her, nodding from time to time.

It didn't take long for the makeup artist to come and put on Tangli and Li Jiu's makeup.

Even if it wasn't the first time, when the makeup artist saw Tangli's skin, she still couldn't help but sigh: "Ms. Tang's skin is really good, you can't even see the pores."

Tangli smiled and didn't say anything. Li Jiu nodded in agreement. Her makeup artist had just finished the makeup on her face and was about to do her neck when she saw sparse hickey marks all over her face. , it is enough to see how fierce the Lijiu battle was last night.

The make-up artist blushed, a little helpless.

On the other hand, Li Jiu saw the makeup artist's reaction in the mirror, and smiled indifferently: "It's okay, just cover it up, that's what's wrong with my family, I have more marks on my body than on my neck, I always like to gnaw on it ,sorry to bother you."

The make-up artist shook her head, a little embarrassed by Li Jiu's explicit words, and carefully covered those traces with foundation for Li Jiu.

Tangli pursed her lips, and looked at Li Jiu from the mirror, she was still smiling, the happiness in her eyes almost overflowing.

She looked away and said nothing more.

The scene in the morning was not difficult, and most of it was played against Li Jiu. The two of them cooperated very well. At the end, it could be seen that Zhang Lin's expression was very satisfied, but Jiang Nanzhi's expression was not very happy.

Tangli didn't care either, Su Qing came over with a lunch box after the play, Tangli opened the lunch box, and was stunned when she saw the dishes inside.

It was basically her favorite food, and the meat and vegetables were evenly matched. Tangli raised her head and her eyes fell on other people's lunch boxes. The dishes were exactly the same as Tangli's.

Others noticed it too, and were a little surprised.

Li Jiu raised his eyebrows and glanced at Zhang Lin: "Director Zhang, is it so rich?"

Zhang Lin's face darkened and he didn't say anything.

Li Jiu shrugged his shoulders, didn't ask any more questions, and picked up the food boredly, he didn't seem to have much appetite.

Tangli felt blessed in an instant, with the corners of her mouth turned up and her eyes bent, she took out her phone and took a photo of the boxed lunch, and then sent a message to Fu Zechen.

[Tangli: Are you here? 】

[Fu Zechen: Yes. 】

After that, Fu Zechen didn't say anything. If Tangli felt something, she looked up and saw Zhang Lin's assistant running out in a hurry. The originally quiet crew suddenly became lively again.

Everyone was wondering which big shot this was.

"I heard they are investors."

"It's no wonder Director Zhang attaches so much importance to it. If you're an investor, don't you just have to greet him well?"

Tangli didn't pay much attention to those discussions, her eyes fell on the direction of the door.

In the next second, Fu Zechen appeared in everyone's sight.

He was wearing a black shirt with a black suit outside, his long and straight legs wrapped in suit pants, wide shoulders and narrow waist, his handsome face was cold, and there was no extra emotion in his dark and deep eyes.

When he saw Tangli, his eyes darkened. He didn't do anything. Under the leadership of Zhang Lin's assistant, he walked towards Director Zhang's studio.

Jiang Nanzhi on the side couldn't bear it any longer, she got up and hurriedly followed.

Li Jiu poked Tangli who was eating quietly, Tangli raised her eyes and glanced at her: "What's wrong?"

"Aren't you going to take a look?"

Tangli looked in the direction Li Jiu pointed, just in time to see Jiang Nanzhi's eager back, shook her head, and smiled indifferently: "Eat."

"Eat it, I don't like these."

Li Jiu curled his lips and put down the lunch box.

-

On the other side, the director's studio, the atmosphere is not very good.

Zhang Lin sat in front of a pile of equipment with a cold expression on his face. When other directors saw investors, let alone a cold face, they wanted to confess.

Zhang Lin, on the other hand, had an attitude of rejecting people thousands of miles away.It's not that Fu Zechen didn't notice it, but he didn't worry about it, and explained his investment purpose in a simple and clear manner.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Lin refused.

Fu Zechen's face was very cold, his eyebrows frowned, his legs crossed, his hands rested on the armrest casually, playing with the beads on his wrist, and he asked coldly, "Why?"

Zhang Lin didn't look at Fu Zechen, or in other words, from the moment Fu Zechen appeared, he didn't show any intention of communicating. When he heard his words, he just raised his head and glanced at him, and said coldly: ""Jinghong" doesn't work now. If there is a lack of investment, Master Jiu doesn't have to worry about it."

"No one thinks too much money."

"I said no need, I just don't need it."

After Zhang Lin finished speaking, he paused for a moment, as if recalling some bad memories, stopped his hands playing with the equipment, raised his eyes and stared at Fu Zechen with a worried expression on his face.

The two people seemed to be confronting each other, and neither would let the other go. The atmosphere was stagnant for a while, and both of them looked unhappy.

Fu Zechen frowned, sensing something was wrong.

Zhang Lin seemed to be very resistant to him.

Before he could think clearly, Zhang Lin spoke again: "We have to prepare for the afternoon scene. If Master Jiu has nothing to do, please leave first. It will delay the progress and is not good for the actors."

Fu Zechen got up, his angular face was tensed, his expression was cold, he left the studio without saying anything.