Xia Yuan's eyes lit up and he asked, "Can I suck you?"

"Why?"

Ying Sitong stopped, raised her head, and looked at Xia Yuan in confusion.

Her light brown pupils were magnified and she turned her head in disbelief, as if she had heard something incredible.

"May I?"

Xia Yuan held up her hand and looked at her ring finger nervously and excitedly.

In order not to arouse Ying Sitong's suspicion, he planned to start with his index finger...

"Ah, it's so disgusting!"

Ying Sitong shivered her hand and shivered.

"Xia Yuan, I really didn't expect you to have such a habit, it's just a manual control!"

The beautiful young woman in the blood clan hugged her arms and shivered and walked out of the kitchen.

"Fortunately, the wound is not deep, so I'll find you a band-aid."

Damn it!

What's this called?

The purpose was not achieved, and he was charged with a charge of manual charge.

"Hey," Xia Yuan chased her from behind, looking depressed, "It's too unfair, right? Why can't I suck you if you can suck me?"

Only Ying Sitong's voice floated out of the bedroom—

"Let's talk about it when you really become a blood clan."

...

Since Ying Sitong cannot measure her fingers when she is awake, she can only consider her unconscious situation.

At night, while Ying Sitong was asleep, Xia Yuan secretly reached out to prepare to lift Ying Sitong's ring finger out alone.

Who knew that as soon as his finger touched, Ying Sitong immediately grabbed him.

"Well... Xia Yuan, you taste so good..."

While talking in his sleep, his little eyes slid his fingers together, and then hugged his arms in his arms like he did when he was sleeping.

Immediately after pressing one leg up, Xia Yuan's heart screamed in a terrible voice.

In this case, he had no chance to make a measurement.

Xia Yuan lay calmly on the bed, looking at the ceiling motionlessly, and sighed silently.

...

When filming the next day, Xia Yuan was wearing two thick dark circles.

As soon as I went to the set, the makeup teacher laughed when he saw him.

"Oh, today's makeup doesn't need to be worn, it's pure natural."

"What the hell?"

Xia Yuan glanced at her.

Director Su Qin walked over with a cup of coffee and looked at Xia Yuan with admiring eyes.

"You are in good condition. You are the most dedicated actor I have ever met."

It was then that Xia Yuan suddenly remembered that today's scene seemed to be cracked in the secret room.

The detective Charlotte took on a murder case in a secret room, but he couldn't find a clue. He was so anxious that he hadn't slept for two days, and had very heavy dark circles on his face, and his whole body was a little nervous.

Xia Yuan now perfectly meets the requirements of this scene, even more than that.

He couldn't help but smile bitterly.

How to say it?

"Sister Qin, I really didn't mean it. I'm thinking about other issues."

"Okay, I understand. Stay tuned and don't forget the words later!"

Su Qin hurriedly left here and prepared to start shooting.

At the end of a scene, Xia Yuan performed very well.

Su Qin and Duan Qian praised him endlessly, feeling that this guy's acting skills have made a qualitative leap and have reached a natural and perfect state of integration.

The murder case in the secret room was finally solved by Charlotte:

This murder case was not a homicide, but a suicide pretending to be a homicide.

The most critical rope used to trigger the mechanism outside the door was swallowed into the stomach by the deceased, so it could not be found everywhere.

When the photo was taken here, Xia Yuan held the thread with gastric juice residue in his hand, and a light suddenly flashed in his brain.

"I understand! I understand!"

He jumped happily, ran towards the director and hugged Su Qin, and then hugged Duan Qian next to him.

The group looked at him with a look of ghosts.

Su Qin turned her head silently and exchanged glances with Duan Qian, "Mom, this is too deeply involved in the show, are you going crazy?!"

Duan Qian curled her lips and signaled that Su Qin was not her fault.

...

When he got home in the evening, after washing up, Xia Yuan got into bed.

When Ying Sitong also lie in, Xia Yuan pretended to be mysterious and said to her, "I have a gift to give to you."

"Um?"

Ying Sitong looked at him silently.

Somewhat strange, more of joy.

Xia Yuan rarely gives her gifts.

But thinking about what happened in the past two days, the beautiful young woman in the blood tribe felt a little nervous.

Could it be a diamond ring?

"Xia Yuan, in order to make me bite the toilet lid upside down, are you?

However, when she saw what Xia Yuan took out, a trace of disappointment suddenly flashed in her eyes-

That's not a diamond ring.

It's a red rope.

Xia Yuan raised it and looked at Ying Sitong's eyes, "Do you know what this is?"

"I know this."

Ying Sitong nodded, "This is the two-foot red-headed rope that Yang Bailao bought for Xier."

“…”

Xia Yuan almost suffered internal injuries after being angry.

"This is not Xier's red head rope, this is the moon's red line."

He smiled, wrapped it around his ring finger, and handed the other end to Ying Sitong.

"I hope our fate is like this red line, and will never be separated."

"Xia Yuan..."

Ying Sitong was stunned. The regrets she had just passed away, but on the contrary, she was still moved.

The beautiful young woman in the blood tribe flattened her mouth, her eyes filled with tears.

Xia Yuan looked at Ying Sitong silently taking the red line from his hand and wrapping it around her ring finger. The big stone suddenly fell to the ground in his heart.

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