So Ning Yan pushed away the heavy fire door and stepped into a shining. He said nothing about the call on the phone: "Just go downstairs."

He Dingxi was worried that Ning Yan met He Anbei downstairs, and soon said, "I go down to pick you up."

Ning Yan didn't hesitate to say, "Okay."

When He Dingxi arrived downstairs, Ning Yan talked to the little girl at the door and the front desk with no shape.

Otherwise, there are two brushes who are idols. Ning Ye was fully armed today, and his face was not exposed at all, but he could also make a big girl with a red face.

He Dingxi stood at the elevator mouth and coughed lightly. Ning Yan looked at He Dingxi with his head and waved back to the little girl, and waved his hand, then turned to him.

In the elevator, He Dingxi and Ning Yan occupied a wall, and the two stood face to face. The elevator slowly moved, and the two were silent, and the atmosphere was a little subtle.

After a while, Ning Yan took the lead in asking: "Why do you come down so much today to pick me up?"

He Dingxi returned to God and laughed at his point: "Isn't this running away when he was afraid?"

There was a smile in Ning Yan's mask: "I think it's coming early, let's break the good things of Teacher He."

He Dingxi was said to be annoying, and some words were stuffed at a time. Ning Yan has the ability to die. In a few words, people bite the fangs, and there is no way to take him.

At this time, He Dingxi suddenly felt that he had desperately rushed the journey a few days ago, and it was stupid to make the decision of time out these days.

At this time, the elevator had reached the floor of the He Dingxi family, and He Dingxi stepped out of the elevator first. The back looked a little bit angry.

Ning Yan smiled unknownly, followed by He Dingxi, and Hang Erlang entered the door.

It was just that He Dingxi had just stepped into the house and had no time to make trouble, and Ning Yan embraced him from behind. The sound of the gate sounded behind him, and He Dingxi was in place.

The insignificant anger disappeared. A strong emotion rises from the bottom of the heart, and slowly spreads along the blood of the whole body to the limbs, which cannot be ignored and cannot be denied.

After a while, He Dingxi raised his hand to the back of Ning Yan. His hand was cold, and he couldn't help but want to hold the hands tightly.

"What's wrong?" He Dingxi pressed down his mood and made it easy to tease Ning Yan: "For so many days, do you miss me?"

Ning Xun laughed, bowed his head to put his face on He Dingxi's shoulder, and said dullly: "Beautiful you."

Ning Yan's chest was close to He Dingxi's back, and he could feel the smooth heartbeat. The tip of the nose stopped briefly, and the breath of He Dingxi made the unwillingness and grievances who deliberately ignored in the hearts of Ning Ye's heart.

"What's unhappy at work?" He Dingxi noticed that Ning Yan's emotions today were not right. He raised his hand and sighed along Ning Yan's arm, sighed, and said, "Slim."

Ning Yan did not answer the question of He Dingxi, but just tightened him.

He Dingxi stopped talking, and he hugged quietly. don't know when they started, they seem to have been accustomed to these too intimate actions.

After a while, Ning Yan suddenly said, "He Dingxi."

He Dingxi felt that Ning Ye had an important thing to say, he held his breath and asked, "What's wrong?"

What happened, Ning Ye couldn't tell for a while.

He Ding's west is enthusiastic, and he can't avoid the intimacy. Ning Ye found that he didn't have a position to say something. Everything at the moment is based on their initial agreement.

"It's okay." Ning Yan shook his head with a smile, and said, "I started to have a headache again today."

After falling back from the stage, Ning Yan left a headache from time to time. "Don't be coquettish first, my big star." He Dingxi knew that Ning Ye would not say anything again today. He patted it gently on the back of Ning Ye's hand. I rub the medicine for you. "

Ning Yan took the medicine honestly under the supervision of He Dingxi. After taking the medicine, He Dingxi took Ning Yan to sit on the sofa.

He let Ning Ye lie down on his leg, and gently pressed his fingers on his temple. He Dingxi's massage technique was not professional, and it could even be said to be chaotic, but Ning Yan's headache calmed down so inexplicably.

The noisy variety show on TV attracted He Dingxi's attention. Ning Ye took the opportunity to open his eyes and looked at his face.

He Dingxi noticed Ning Yan's gaze. He passed the battlefield for a long time, but Ning Yan's eyes made him feel a little nervous. So he stretched out his palm and covered the pair of eyes that made him panic: "Don't look at it, the headache is still uneasy."

Ning Yan's eyes quickly darkened. In the next second, he felt a soft and humid thing gently stuck on his lips.

Ning Yan froze for a moment, and the affection in the bottom of his heart could no longer be ignored. Before the warmth left completely, he looked up and greeted him, and took the initiative to deepen the kiss.

That's it, Ning Yan bites the tip of He Dingxi slightly, thinking in his heart, even if he knew it was false, he couldn't bear the tenderness.

Just indulge in the present, after all, he never thought about it.

Chapter 42

In the non -discussion of fans, "The Chronicle of the Rebirth of the Birth" is about to start filming.

Soon, the crew released a set of makeup photos. Whether it was shape or makeup, it all felt old -fashioned. The TV series has not yet been filmed, and the ridicule on the Internet has come all around.

The most urgent fans were Ning Yan. The supporting association wrote five thousand words long -textured economic companies, and finally failed to stop Ning Ye from connecting this bad drama.

Before Ning Yan entered the group, the director Wang Huang asked him to meet.

The place where the two met were the owner activity center downstairs. When Ning Yan arrived, Wang Huang was wearing vest pants and a few old men practicing pushing hands under a big tree.