My CP must be sweet!

It was already two hours before the little assistant fully digested this fact.However, even though he was able to move and walk, his eyes were still dull. It was obvious that he was too stimulated and couldn't return to his senses for a while.The little assistant looked at Wenger, opened and closed his mouth, closed and opened his mouth, and wanted to complain a lot in his heart, but he just couldn't make a sound!

Ying Yutian patted him on the shoulder: "I understand, I reacted much more than you did when I found out about this."

As a delicate little flower, Ying Yutian's ability to bear is much weaker than Ye Qing's, so he fainted as soon as he heard a colleague, and only woke up half an hour later, and then heard that they Already got the marriage certificate, and passed out again "baji", this time I couldn't recover immediately, and fainted for most of the day.

For a month after that, he was in a trance, absent-minded in everything he did, and looked at Wenger like he was watching a time bomb.

This description is not wrong, after all, if the media finds out about this matter, then the power will be at the level of atomic bombs, bombs, and blow up the entertainment industry!

From the day when she knew the real relationship between the two, Ying Yutian had imagined hundreds of scenarios where the relationship would be exposed, no matter which one, there was only one end, death without a whole body!

Seeing the sluggish appearance of the little assistant at this time, Ying Yutian felt infinitely sympathetic, and he had to take the person away first if he was stimulated again.

Wenger sent the man to the door, feeling that his little assistant looked so pitiful, so he touched his little paw and comforted him a bit, but the little assistant didn't notice it, and he couldn't even walk well, so he was still accepted. Yu Huang half dragged and half hugged her into the car.

After they left, Wenger saw a pile of dirty bowls and chopsticks piled up in the sink, and patted his head with regret.He should have waited for the assistant to finish washing the dishes before telling him about it, now it's all right, no one is doing the dishes!

During the video call with Miyazawa at night, Wenger mentioned this matter, but Miyazawa had no opinion. In fact, he wanted to announce the relationship between the two more than anyone else, but for the sake of Wenger's career development, he could only hold back. with.

These days Miyazawa’s scenes are a bit rushed, starting work early and finishing late, it’s very hard work, in just a few days, he has lost a lot of weight, and his eyes are covered with a thin layer of blue, Wenger is so distressed that he does not want to It was a waste of his time, so after a few chats, he was urged to go to bed.Miyazawa was indeed tired, but he didn't want to hang up just like that, so he asked Wenger to coax him to sleep.

Wenger scolded him with a smile, "It's too old to be coaxed", but he still took the mobile phone into the piano room, fixed the mobile phone on the music stand, and sang while playing.The slightly hoarse and warm voice was accompanied by the soft piano sound, and a lullaby was sung into a sweet love song.

Miyazawa put the phone beside the bed and closed his eyes amidst the soothing singing.

At the end of the song, Miyazawa had already fallen asleep, and his breathing was a little heavy.Wenger looked at the handsome face that was still sleeping in the video, and the smile on his mouth could not dissipate for a long time.After watching quietly for 10 minutes, he kissed the phone lightly, said "good night" softly, and then reluctantly hung up.

Coming out of the piano room, Wenger went upstairs after playing with Maltose for a while, took a shower and climbed into bed.

The room where he was the only one seemed a little empty, and the quilt was cold and empty. He felt a little cold, so he turned on the air conditioner and hugged Miyazawa's pillow into his arms. The tip of his nose lingered with a faint lemon fragrance, just like that As if he was by his side, he finally closed his eyes with peace of mind.

This night, although the two places were separated, both of them slept very soundly.

After a week like this, the two of them only had a few minutes of communication time at night, and sometimes Miyazawa finished work late, even those few minutes would be cancelled.So Wenger, who thought he could quickly adapt to this kind of life, not only failed to adapt, but missed Miyazawa more and more.He was also a little strange. In the past, when the two of them were busy with work, they could not see each other for half a year. At that time, they didn't feel so difficult. How come this time it was only a short period of more than a month, but he couldn't bear it?

Later, after thinking about it, he thought it was probably because he didn't have to work this time, and he liked to think wildly when he was free.He was no exception, so naturally he often thought of Miyazawa.

Wenger is not a person who would wrong himself, so when he was going crazy thinking about Miyazawa, he bought a plane ticket, threw his son at the agent's house, and dragged his suitcase straight to the airport.

After a two-hour flight, he took a bus for another two hours before arriving in Hengdian.

He wanted to give Miyazawa a surprise, so he didn't notify him in advance, but secretly called Miyazawa's assistant, met with the assistant secretly, and went straight into the room after getting the spare room card.

The assistant returned to the set calmly. Miyazawa happened to be taking a break after a scene. Seeing him running out of breath, he asked, "Where did you go?"

The assistant's heart skipped a beat, and he glanced around guiltily: "Go, go to the toilet, I have diarrhea."

Miyazawa didn't think much about it, he just told him to take good care of his body, and returned to filming.

The assistant wiped the sweat from his forehead, heaved a sigh of relief, looked at Miyazawa in the distance, held his face and fantasized about his reaction when he saw that big surprise.Thinking about it, he couldn't help but envy Miyazawa, hey, it's good if someone hurts, he also wants to find a boyfriend, bah bah!girlfriend...

I finished work early today, and it was less than seven o'clock when I finished.The director was also very satisfied with today's progress, his usually serious face put on a rare smile today, and warmly invited Miyazawa to have dinner with them.

Miyazawa thought that if he eats alone, he eats, and if two people eat, he eats too. He was about to agree, but was interrupted by his assistant.

"Brother, why don't you go back to the hotel and change your clothes first." The assistant thought that Wenger was still waiting in the hotel room hungry. If Miyazawa ate a meal for too long, he didn't know how long he would have to wait.

Miyazawa filmed an explosion scene today, and his body was full of gunpowder smoke, so he agreed to the assistant's proposal and told the director to look for them later.

After sending the person to the door, the assistant said that he would go to have a barbecue with the friends of the crew, and he would not accompany him later.Although Miyazawa felt that the assistant was behaving strangely today, he just thought he was young and childlike, so he nodded and entered the room without saying anything.

As soon as he entered the room, he saw that the light was on, and he was taken aback for a moment. How could the light be on?

With doubts in his heart, he walked in cautiously. He had just walked a few steps when he felt heavy behind him.

"Surprise!" Wenger hung on him.

Miyazawa hugged the person on his back subconsciously, and smiled after hearing Wenger's cheerful tone.

Wenger let go of his hand, hugged his neck instead, then tilted his head and kissed Miyazawa's cheek.Miyazawa rubbed his face, walked to the bed with his back on his back, put him on the bed and rolled over to hold him down, nose to nose with him, smiling with his eyes bent.

"Why did you come here without saying anything?" The surprise and sweetness in her tone couldn't be concealed.

Wenger kissed his lips and hugged him tightly: "I miss you, I can't sleep because I miss you at home."

Miyazawa felt distressed for a while, and stroked his eyelids with his thumb: "Did you sleep well?"

"Slightly better than you." Wenger said, holding his face.

Miyazawa was taken aback for a moment, and then he realized that his current appearance was probably much more emaciated than him, so he smiled and couldn't help complaining: "The work is too tiring, and you are not around, so I am exhausted physically and mentally."

"So I'm here, I'm here to heal you."

Gong Ze buried his head in Wenger's neck and rubbed it, and said in a muffled voice, "It's better to be my brother Tong Tong."

Wenger touched his head with a smile, and asked him again: "Did you just call it a day? Have you had dinner yet?"

"Not yet, I was going to come back and take a shower before eating with the director."

"What about now? Do you want to eat with the director later?" Wenger asked him.

Gong Ze raised his upper body and looked at him: "What do you mean, why am I still in the mood to have dinner with other men when you are here?"

Wenger smiled with satisfaction, stretched out his hand and pushed Miyazawa: "Don't you want to take a bath, then go quickly."

Miyazawa got up slowly, and stripped himself naked in front of Wenger.Although the two of them have done intimate things for countless times, Wenger was still surprised by his unabashed boldness. All blushed.

Naturally, Miyazawa didn't miss his little expression, a smirk appeared on the corner of his mouth, he suddenly bent down and carried him on his shoulders, and walked to the bathroom.

"What are you doing, let me down!" Wenger was hung upside down on his shoulders, and he beat Miyazawa's back in fright.

Miyazawa grabbed a handful of Wenger's soft buttocks, and said ambiguously, "Of course it's a bath. This bathtub is big enough to hold two people. Let's wash together to save water." Then, regardless of Wenger's resistance, he directly Carried the person into the bathtub.

The bathtub in the presidential suite was indeed as big as Miyazawa said, so that Wenger was held in it by him and fucked from one end to the other.

For the next two hours, there were constant high-pitched or low-pitched sex sounds in the bathroom, as well as the swaying sound of water waves beating against the body.

When the bathroom returned to normal, Wenger could no longer utter a complete sentence, and was hugged naked by Miyazawa, with a red tide that had not subsided on his face.

When Miyazawa put him on the bed, he couldn't help moaning, his back was already a little blue after being rubbed in the hard bathtub for too long, and he felt pain instantly when he touched the bed.

Miyazawa gently turned him over, took out the medicinal wine for soothing menstrual flow and promoting blood circulation from the bedside table, and wiped some on him.

Wenger was too tired to lift a finger, his eyelids blinked and he began to feel sleepy.

Miyazawa called to order dinner, and then called the director, making excuses to postpone the evening party.After arranging everything, he threw the phone aside, leaned half against the head of the bed, and quietly watched Wenger's sleeping face.

He has seen this face for more than twenty years, but he never gets tired of it.It is said that after a long time, love will fade and gradually turn into family affection, but he has fallen in love with this person since he was 12 years old, when he first started to fall in love, and then in the next 16 years, his love has never been due to the passage of time But lightening, on the contrary, becomes more and more intense and profound.

Waking up every day and looking at this person is like falling in love at the very beginning.

Really answered that sentence - "Wake up, I love you very much."

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