C250 It's a Thousand Ten Thousand Times Scarier

After dinner and talking to Yan Yilang for a while, Qiao Xinyou finally stopped thinking about that terrifying dream. But... She knew very well that what Yan Yilang suffered in the prison was definitely thousands of times more terrifying than what she had seen.

It was probably because she had nightmares during the day, but at night, Qiao Xinyou did not have any sleepiness at all.

Yan Yilang was doing his own thing. He held the computer and busied himself with the work for the past few days. She was reading the script that she carried with her. In fact, she was still worried about Xinyan in her mind. She was still worried about Gu Qinfeng, but she could only use the script to temporarily forget that worry.

She did not know if she could find the feeling of filming after three days of rest. Moreover, she was a little nervous as she read the script.

My God, after three days, the first scene she shot was a kissing scene and a bed scene.

After Consort Ning escaped from the fire, she returned to the Imperial Palace to seek revenge. Her relationship with the Emperor was also accompanied by benefits, power, and other consorts in the Palace.

This was a scene where Xia Zining, who had transformed into Consort Ming with another identity, and the Emperor.

The more the Emperor looked at Xia Zining, the more he liked her. It was only because Xia Zining had said a few words from a Royal Highness she had wanted to have a good relationship with in the past that jealousy arose in her heart. She forcefully kissed Consort Ming and forcefully tore her clothes apart.

Uh...

Although she was already very familiar with the script.

However, reading it like this in front of Yan Yilang, then...

Qiao Xinyou unconsciously reached out and bit her nails.

This kind of scene, the director probably wouldn't act according to the script. However, there were so many scenes in the previous scenes, and the director would follow the script.

Qiao Xinyou felt troubled in her heart.

Why did she feel that her reputation was not guaranteed?

She was biting her nails while Yan Yilang was looking at her from the other side.

After a while, he asked, "Miss Jojinlian, how's the taste of the nails?"

Qiao Xinyou was still lost in thought. "Huh?"

Her nails were still resting on her chin.

"The taste of the nails is not bad, right?"

Qiao Xinyou quickly put down her hands. She felt that her actions of acting like a child had been made fun of by Yan Yilang.

She actually had many small habits. For example, she would use them to support her cheeks while thinking, and her nails would be inserted into her flesh when she was in a dilemma. For example, she would bite her nails when she was in a dilemma.

"Hmm, not bad. Do you want to try it?"

She deliberately stretched out her nails and moved in front of Yan Yilang.

I told you to make fun of me.

Hmph.

Who would have thought that a man's plan was worse than a god's? She thought that Yan Yilang would definitely brush her hand away in disgust and say bluntly, "It's so dirty."

However, this fellow did not play according to common sense. He actually grabbed her hand and smiled devilishly at her.

Qiao Xinyou's heart skipped a beat.

She watched helplessly as Yan Yilang's lips pressed against her slender fingers. Then, he stuck out his tongue in an enticing manner and started licking her fingers.

This was too perverted.

Qiao Xinyou thought in her heart, Yan Yilang is really shameless.

In the next second, this guy used his teeth to turn around and bite her fingers.

Fortunately, it did not hurt.

Uh...

Who said it didn't hurt? It hurt so much.

"Yan Yilang, you are a dog!" She shouted.

"Oh, I am a dog. I am here to bite you."

"You, shameless"

"Oh, I'm so shameless."

Qiao Xinyou felt that she could not communicate with Yan Yilang. Her fingers were wet with Yan Yilang's saliva.

She wanted to pull back her hand, but Yan Yilang did not let go.

"Yan Yilang, I'm warning you. My hand hasn't been washed. There are a lot of germs on it."

"Hahaha." Yan Yilang laughed happily. Then he let go of Qiao Xinyou's hands. "I am afraid of the germs. Hmm, I should go and rinse my mouth."

When he said that, Qiao Xinyou's face turned green. Was he really going to wash his hands?

Sure enough, it was a joke. This fellow did not move but said, "Youyou, look at how you have bitten your nails into a mess. It is really ugly."

"If they are ugly, then don't look." She hid her finger under the blanket.

Hmph, if it's ugly, then bite it. If it's ugly, then look at it.

I won't show it to you anymore.

Yan Yilang turned around and went to the living room.

Qiao Xinyou was puzzled. What did he do? Was this guy leaving? Why didn't he say hello when he left?

Could it be that I have to sleep here alone tonight?

Shaking her head, she warned herself again, Nonsense, of course I will sleep here alone. Do I need Yan Yilang, this big pervert, to sleep with me?

Not long after, she thought that the person who had left had returned. When she returned, she was still holding a nail clipper in her hand.

Her finger was grabbed by Yan Yilang's warm hand that was wrapped in a thin cocoon. He grabbed her finger and cut her nails one by one.

"Yan Yilang."

"Yes, of course."

"I didn't expect you to be so attentive."

"Did you just realize it?"

"Oh, I just realized it."

"It's time to fight."

As he spoke, he stopped what he was doing and reached out his hand to give Qiao Xinyou a "peck" on her forehead. However, it was light and did not use any strength. Instead, it was a kind of ambiguous action.

Qiao Xinyou lowered her head and started to laugh.

Her smile was very real.

It was a very happy smile.

He had been so tense for so many days, and it seemed that he would only relax when he was by Yan Yilang's side. Only then would he feel that life was actually filled with so much happiness.

It was this person, the person who had accompanied him for so many years.

After walking around for five years, it turned out that...

I still love him that much.

After her nails were cut, Qiao Xinyou stretched out her five fingers and looked at her clean nails. She pretended to be distressed and sighed, "Now there are no more nails to chew on."

"Do you know how many germs are in the nails? She still wants to chew on her nails." Yan Yilang said as he kept his nails in the drawer beside the bed.

" There are so many germs. I have never been sick before. " Qiao Xinyou retorted.

"You are stubborn." Yan Yilang dotingly replied.

After a while, Yan Yilang looked at the script placed by the bed. He looked at the notes carefully drawn with a fluorescent pen and asked, "What is this play about?"

Qiao Xinyou nervously protected the script in her arms, not daring to let Yan Yilang see a single word.

Oh my god, this is a bed play.

Such an action, it was obvious that she had exposed herself.

Yan Yilang said, "Bring it over."

Qiao Xinyou shook her head and smiled like a lackey. "Um, Mr. Yan Yilang, are you busy? Go and do your own things."

"I am not busy."

Such a clumsy trick, such a funny little leisurely trick.

"Er... I need to go to the toilet. " Qiao Xinyou said and nimbly got up from the bed. However, before she got off the bed, she heard a sinister voice behind her.

"Youyou, you can go to the toilet, but the script must be left behind."

"Haha, I have the habit of going to the toilet to read the script." Qiao Xinyou had a fake smile on her face.

"Oh, is that so?"

As soon as Yan Yilang said those words, Qiao Xinyou jumped up from the bed like an agile rabbit and ran towards the bathroom.

But...

No matter how agile a rabbit was, how could it beat a vigorous and fierce cheetah?

Therefore, when the script was transferred from Qiao Xinyou's hands to Yan Yilang's, Qiao Xinyou was not surprised at all.

Uh... Sure enough, he still could not escape.