His eyes were very dark, and there seemed to be something flowing and rolling in his pupils, and his voice was filled with a hint of silence.

Not like a joke.

Feng Hua closed the coat on her shoulders and took a slightly step back from the arms that was originally held by the boy, and withdrew from his "embrace".

The boy has a slender figure and a black coat, which makes his skin look cold and white.

She raised her head, and the beautiful face was fierce among the black hair, and smiled at the boy's picturesque eyebrows, "But I don't want to be on the entertainment headlines tomorrow."

Finally, she coaxed again, "Good, don't make trouble, go back and... compensate you."

Nan Li's eyes suddenly became darker, and his eyes were as dark as if he wanted to engrave the girl with a scattered smile into his heart.

The venue was rearranging the lights and backgrounds, and the two walked towards the rest area.

"Sister Susu, you have some ginger tea." As soon as he came over, Xiaoqing, the assistant arranged by Xingyao Company, quickly handed over a cup of ginger tea.

The weather in the imperial capital was wet and cold, and it was snowing outside. Although it was indoors, the costumes were thin, and ginger tea was just enough to drive away the cold.

Fenghua sat down on the folding chair, and the small sun fire-growing machine next to her lit up a faint light, and she took a sip of ginger tea.

This ginger tea is not a brewed granule agent, but is boiled with real old ginger as directed by Xiaoqing as she was told.

After one mouthful, a spicy warmth flowed into the throat, which was excellent in dispelling cold, and the whole person melted from the inside to the outside.

But, the taste...is not very good.

She took a sip, frowned, and then planned to put it down.

Nan Li reached out and stopped her movements. Her slender hands wrapped around her fingertips and said, "After drinking, ginger tea to drive away the cold, be careful of the cold."

"No, it's too bad." Fenghua vetoed it with a sip, with an expression of no negotiation.

"Then drink half of it..." Nan Li was reluctant to force her, so he had to give in and pursed his lips and said, "I'll help you drink the rest."

He looked at her and looked overseer.

Fenghua picked up the white porcelain cup, raised his head slightly, drank most of the time in one breath, and then handed the ginger tea to the boy.

Xiaoqing wiped Fenghua's mouth with a tissue, and saw this and said quickly: "Brother, there is a large pot of ginger tea here, why not..." I'll serve you a new cup.

Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, the boy drooped his eyelashes and his thin lips pressed against the white porcelain cup wall. He didn't mind that he had drunk it at all, so he took a sip.

Xiaoqing, “…”

She was too much talk.

But Xiaoqing didn't expect that the big star on the screen was so easy to talk to. Sister Xiaoye drank the remaining ginger tea, and he also drank it.

This taste is indeed...

Nan Li frowned, but his girlfriend next to him looked at him with a smile, "Okay, I'll drink half of it, you drink half of it."

"Okay." The curve of Nan Li's lips was helpless and dreary, and his tone was almost indulgent.

Isn’t it just that ginger tea that tastes not very pleasant after drinking it? It’s just that he drinks it.

Even if you go up the mountain and go down the sea of ​​fire, let alone a cup of ginger tea.

His eyelashes drooped slightly, and he saw a lipstick mark on the wall of the white porcelain cup. His wrist turned lightly, his thin lips pressed on him, and he drank ginger tea.

The originally spicy and heavy taste suddenly became as sweet as sugar, and a wonderful pleasure bloomed in the taste buds.

After drinking, the boy's slender and bright red lips were in a slightly bent state, and he was in a happy and relaxed mood.

Fenghua, "..."

Are you so happy?
Chapter completed!