Chapter 141: Imitating the Beauty
Xie Jingcheng checked her arm first, and then was shocked by the dense mosquito bites. She felt even more annoyed at her carelessness, but at the same time her hands did not stop.
Pour the toilet water into the palm of your hand, and a pungent smell comes, but it quickly dissipates and only a faint scent of essence remains.
Xie Jingcheng applied the water on the mosquito bites one by one, rubbing it for a while, and only stopped when the water was completely absorbed into the skin.
Looking down, Song Qingxing's white and tender thighs were not visited by mosquitoes, but her ankles and calves were in a terrible state.
Xie Jingcheng continued to rub these two places, silently counting the mosquito bites in his heart. There were more than a dozen of them, big and small, which really made the little rabbit suffer.
Seeing that all the spots had been coated, Xie Jingcheng thought that there should be no more. If he continued to coat, Song Qingxing would be pickled.
Getting ready to leave.
As a result, someone lying on the bed gently called her.
Song Qingxing's face turned red. Although she didn't want to say it, she felt like she was bitten on the back.
It is very likely that the mosquito bit you through the lace. There is nothing you can do about it, after all, people inevitably turn over when they sleep.
Xie Jingcheng: ...
"Have you provoked the Mosquito King?"
She flicked someone's earlobe helplessly, but continued to apply the lotion diligently. However, it was not so easy to apply it on the back.
Song Qingxing needed to roll up her skirt, revealing her thin back, which indeed had several big mosquito bites.
Xie Jingcheng showed a completely distressed expression at this moment. Could it be that the feng shui of the room he chose was bad?
But now is not the time to think about these things. It is more important to concentrate on applying the medicine.
Xie Jingcheng covered her palms with floral water. At this moment, she felt like a masseur with her hands coated with essential oils.
Miss Xie has never experienced such a thing before.
However, despite being treated like a servant, she was not unhappy at all. Instead, she felt that she was needed.
On the contrary, I'm very happy.
After wiping carefully, Song Qingxing felt a coolness on her body, which was a side effect of the toilet water, but at the same time the itchiness was also reduced a lot.
"Thanks."
Song Qingxing felt a little embarrassed.
After Xie Jingcheng washed his hands, he shook his head.
"What should we say thank you to each other? Besides, if I have to thank you, it should be me. If the mosquitoes hadn't bitten you, I might have gotten bitten a few times too."
Song Qingxing: ...
The two smiled at each other and said no more.
Instead, he closed his eyes and went to sleep, but made the other person work hard for him for so long, but got nothing in return.
Song Qingxing felt bad, so she reached out and pulled the quilt over their heads.
"Qingxing, the camera is covered. You don't have to do this. It will make you feel suffocated..."
Before she could finish the last few words, soft lips came up to hers.
Xie Jingcheng could only utter a few moans.
In the end, I was completely immersed in it, and couldn't help but jokingly think that this kiss smelled like toilet water.
When the quilt was lifted, both of them took a deep breath of fresh air.
Then they leaned against each other again, foreheads touching.
"good evening."
After Xie Jingcheng fixed the man's hair, he fell asleep completely. It was strange because he was usually a very light sleeper.
But maybe it was because someone who made her feel at ease was by her side, so she fell asleep very quickly at this moment.
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The next day, everyone woke up early.
There are still villagers living in the ancient village. The roosters stretch their throats and their loud crows echo throughout the ancient village. When one rooster crows, the other chickens follow suit.
It's like a wolf howling.
The howl of the wolf king can cause other wolves to howl in response.
Song Qingxing was awakened by the crowing of a rooster. Her eyelashes trembled slightly and she opened her eyes. There was no one beside her. Xie Jingcheng had gotten up quite early.
She was wearing glasses, no makeup on her face, and her long hair was tied to one side. Hmm, it was a dangerous hairstyle...
Song Qingxing couldn't help but think quietly in her heart, while covering her eyes with her hands, and then opened a small gap with her fingers, through which she looked carefully at Xie Jingcheng.
Xie Jingcheng was only wearing pajamas, and there were still water stains on his face. He must have just washed off the facial cleanser.
At this moment, Xie Jingcheng can be said to have the full feeling of a wife.
Song Qingxing couldn't help but secretly wonder, whose wife is this?
Of course it's hers!
Ha ha!
However, she never expected that one day she would have such an infatuated thought. Her idol image was almost falling to the ground, and Song Qingxing quickly restrained her silly smile.
Also get up and get dressed.
The two were busy for a while, and when they came out, most people had already arrived, and they all had exquisite makeup on their faces.
Song Qingxing felt a little ashamed of herself because she had simply put on some foundation and lipstick without putting on too much makeup.
What if this doesn’t look good in the camera?
But looking at Xie Jingcheng, she wears even less makeup. This guy really doesn't care about netizens' comments about her bare face. But she looks so beautiful without makeup.
Is anyone really criticizing?
I guess he must be jealous to death.
Breakfast was prepared by several guests together. Xie Jingcheng expressed his gratitude, but the taste of it was very ordinary.
But even though the breakfast someone made for you early in the morning was not tasty, Xie Jingcheng pretended it was not bad and she didn't eat much.
Firstly, as a rich lady, she has a very picky taste. Secondly, she can hardly eat such greasy food in the morning.
The same goes for Song Qingxing.
He held a few leaves in his mouth and took a few bites like an alpaca chewing grass.
But there was oil in the vegetables, and there was a trace of oil on the corner of Song Qingxing's mouth. Xie Jingcheng pulled over a tissue and patiently wiped the corner of her mouth, his expression as serious as a sculptor carving a piece of marble.
Wang Chuan’s eyes widened when he saw this.
Although he and his partner gained extremely high traffic because they filmed a TV series with two male protagonists, both of them are straight men and really have no experience in hyping up CP.
I followed the route planned by the company and the agent step by step.
But today I met someone who was truly in love.
He was somewhat impressed.
Because even if I try to imitate it, I can't.
But why participate in this variety show? Just to continue to eat the traffic of CP!
So he also followed Song Qingxing's example and started to imitate her, using a fork to pick up the sausages he had fried.
"Brother Zhao, try my fried sausages. How about them?"
Then, Wang Chuan was glanced at by his partner. He raised his hand to cover the microphone and spoke in a very low voice that only the two of them could hear.
"Don't you think your imitation is very poor?"
Wang Chuan shook his head.
"If we two don't show our performance, when the show airs, everyone will be watching the actress and Song Qingxing."
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