I, social fear, addicted to stickers [Transmigration Book]

Fang Hening didn't want to care about Zhao Yuanyang anymore. Right now, he cared more about Song Tang, who was trembling in his arms and whose emotions were obviously wrong, than an insignificant little shrimp.

He patted the other person on the back, and asked slowly: "Let's go to the lounge, huh? It's quieter there."

After actually hugging someone, Song Tang slowed down a little, and responded muffledly, but didn't move.

Fang Hening signaled Yang Qing to take care of the scene, then took Song Tang's hand and went straight back to the lounge. As soon as he entered the door, he was pressed against the door by the other party.

There was a bang, full of urgency.

There was a pleasant arc on his lips, he leaned on it relaxedly, pushed away Song Tang's hand that was randomly pulling at his girdle, turned his head to touch his cheek, and reminded comfortingly: "I will do it myself, you Just unbutton yourself."

Song Tang was stunned for a moment, and followed his advice.

Fang Hening unbuttoned his girdle, and stared at Song Tang with good eyes. The beauty undressed herself, which was of course pleasing to the eye, but the curtains were half drawn, and the indoor light was a bit poor.

Fortunately, Song Tang's bones are very good. On the face in the dark, the shadows are deep and shallow, which outlines this sufficiently outstanding appearance, which is somewhat hazy and attractive.

But what really made him want to stop was far from this appearance.

He casually put the girdle on the side shelf, caught Song Tang who was leaning over again, and stroked the back of the person in his arms, his palm lingering on the smooth depression of the opponent's spine and the undulating peaks of the shoulder blades on the back.

And the slightly absent-minded person didn't reject his behavior that could be called close, or even a little out of bounds this time.

Song Tang leaned against Fang Hening's arms, and the proper skin-to-skin contact made his tight breathing gradually calm down, as if he was lifted out of the water by a firm force in the endless fall, allowing him to gradually recover. own sanity.

Thinking of what he did just now, he was both ashamed and guilty, "I'm sorry, I was anxious to see you just now, but I couldn't help it, I'm not..."

Fang Hening took Song Tang's words, "No need to apologize, the filming is over, you didn't disturb anyone, and you didn't cause trouble to me."

"Then I hugged you like that just now, our relationship..."

"Do you want to make it public?"

"Me? It doesn't matter to me, I mainly think about you."

Song Tang arched his neck, Fang Hening tilted his head to cooperate with the other's movements, his voice was still gentle, "Then keep it a secret for now, don't rush to disclose it, and talk about it later, I am familiar with the crew, I will let someone go Deal with it, no news will come out, don't worry."

"Ah."

Song Tang responded, and leaned against Fang Hening's arms with his eyes closed. After falling silent, he wanted to hold him tightly and charge the battery first.

Compared with the An Ran and the tranquility in the lounge, Yang Qing's side is much more lively.

Fang Hening's meaning was very simple, he just said that he was chasing Song Tang, and he hadn't caught up yet, so don't make a fuss by talking too much, for fear of scaring people away.He looked at the message sent by the other party, the corners of his eyes twitched, the tone between the lines was so doting, he could foresee his daily life in the future.

So what, he didn't want to have such a front row position when eating dog food.

cough.Having said that, the crew is easy to talk about, there are no people with special backgrounds, the main thing is to cover Zhao Yuanyang's mouth, the people behind the other party are difficult to deal with in the eyes of others, but it is not so good for the Dafang family.

After finishing it, he replied to Fang Hening, and couldn't help feeling emotional.

He has seen Fang Hening lose his temper many times, who can persuade him?Who can stop it?Who dares to step forward to provoke?It's not like letting the other party vent and calm down, and then fall into a period of depression, and don't even bother to say a word.

They looked like they were in a hurry but there was nothing they could do, but what about today?

It was Song Tang who pulled the person standing on the edge of the cliff to a safe place, and it was easy.

God knows how nervous he was at that time, he was afraid that Song Tang's appearance would add fuel to the fire, but Fang Hening's reaction was beyond his expectation.

He couldn't figure it out, he didn't understand it, but the scene that he didn't dare to imagine before really happened, and they were all happy to see it happen.

In the lounge, Song Tang was still thinking about the meeting in the afternoon. After posting for half an hour, he took the initiative to push Fang Hening away, took a step back, and tidied up his slightly wrinkled shirt like a cover-up, "Today Thank you."

In front of Song Tang, Fang Hening didn't avoid it at all. He took off his costume and changed into his own, and said with a smile, "Don't rush to say thank you. I don't feel at ease driving in your current state. I'll take you to the company."

Song Tang knew that Fang Hening was in good shape, but looking directly at him and hugging him in the dark were two different things.

He shyly avoided his eyes, "No, you have a role in the afternoon arrangement, so don't go back and forth, I'm fine."

Fang Hening chuckled and insisted: "It can be coordinated. I still have to worry about you leaving by yourself. Isn't it a waste of time if the shooting is not in good condition? Besides, the shooting is basically done today, and the follow-up will not be very busy. I will go to you tonight." There, okay?"

He said that he had changed his clothes neatly, removed his makeup and hair, and opened the door.

Having said that, Song Tang didn't refuse anymore, and obediently handed over the car keys, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

Fang Hening raised his lips, Song Tang's voice was slightly hoarse, his complexion was still red, the tears that were forced out just now because of his shortness of breath made his already transparent eyes more moist, when looking at him like this He was so focused that he had an almost paranoid illusion.

It seems that only oneself is the only important thing in this person's world.

He turned around and walked out first, the curve of his lips deepened slightly.

There is really no reason to talk about feelings. Some people don't need to say anything to be obedient, and they don't need to accommodate or curry favor. Just simply talking can make people feel happy.

Fang Hening opened the door of the driver's seat, looked at the person walking to the other side, with a hint of teasing in his expression, "The co-pilot, or sit in the back, it's up to you."

Seeing Fang Hening who got into the car first after speaking, Song Tang pursed his lips, and finally couldn't hold back his laughter, cheapskate, still holding grudges.

After sitting in the co-pilot, he pretended to clear his throat, "Driver Fang, hurry up, I'm in a hurry."

Fang Hening was in a good mood, so he was naturally willing to cooperate, "Mr. Song, as a veteran driver who has been driving for many years, don't worry, I will definitely take you to your destination on time and safely."

Hearing this, if Fang Hening hadn't already started the car, Song Tang would have kicked him in the car, talking nonsense, wouldn't it be embarrassing!

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Song Tang's reddish ears. Fang Hening didn't continue, and gave the other party a break to calm down. He first settled the afternoon meeting before talking about other things. He needed to confirm some things with the doctor.

Last time he was fooled by Song Tang, this time he wanted to go further, so he wouldn't just let the other party shrink back blindly.

Skin hungry?This explanation did not convince him.