Chapter 83 I like you more and more

The voice of praise from Liu Yan and others sounded in the ear of Zeng- Liu Yan clapped his hands and praised: "If it is a couple in reality, this kissing scene is really real!" Zeng passed: "..." Gu Qingrong opened his eyes, got up from bed, looked at Zeng, and found that her ears were red behind her. "Once passed, you can't do this." Gu Qingrong frowned and suddenly said. "Ah?" Ceng passed and looked up. "Your blushing is not quite right!" The boy teased. "..." Just trying to kill him! To be honest, she likes to play kissing scenes with him, but she can kiss Gu Qingrong directly in front of so many people. She is not a professional actor, and she can't sit still without professional psychological quality training. Even the person she wants to kiss is Gu Qingrong. "Passed classmate, your face is too red, but not oh. If you come to the stage to perform tomorrow, you will blush and be seen by the audience, which does not conform to the trend of the plot and will affect the emotional foreshadowing of the whole drama." Liu Yan is somewhat embarrassed. Smell speech, Gu Qingrong eyebrows a wrinkly, folded to joke words, "OK, you also don't laugh. Tomorrow is the performance time, we will rehearse before the performance." As soon as this remark fell, everyone kept silent. * On the way to the canteen for dinner, Zeng passed and followed Gu Qingrong all the time, hanging his head and not talking. Usually at this time, she is the most talkative. It is also because he usually talks little and doesn't like to talk. When he meets a little girl who is so enthusiastic, talkative and like a little sun, he will always be attracted by her involuntarily. Now, she is not as silent as usual. Suddenly, he stopped. She was hit in the head. "Once passed." He looked back and his eyes fell on her. Because she lowered her head, the whole top of her hair was round and mediocre, and her eyes fell on the top of her smooth hair. "Just because of a kissing scene, you are depressed like this?" He asked. Zeng passed and finally looked up at him. The curvature of his mouth curved down slightly, and he was a little wronged: "Kissing is not difficult, but the difficulty is that I can't help it..." "Just what?" "Blush..." The boy looked like a meal, and his pupils shook and slightly dilated. "Actually, I don't think kissing is difficult, but I always blush after kissing." Zeng passed and said, "When I blush, I get nervous easily. When I face so many audiences, I get nervous and forget words easily. What if I forget the performance?" Gu Qingrong hesitated and nodded, agreeing with her very much. He looked at her, learned from her biting her finger and muttering with her head down: "Then you can only find a way to get used to kissing. After getting used to it, you won't blush, you won't be nervous, you won't be nervous, you won't forget the words, you can continue to perform without forgetting, so that our play can end perfectly on the stage." "So?" Zeng passed and looked up at him, and found that he was biting his finger, so angry that she greeted him with a slap. The girl's strength is not small or small, but hitting him is like tickling. It caused teenagers to laugh. The laughter was loud and full of cheerful joy, which made her stunned and looked a little crazy. "Gu Qingrong." She suddenly made a noise and looked very serious. He stopped laughing, looked back at her, and gave a gentle "um". She said: "I think you look good when you smile. You should laugh more in the future." The boy was silent for a second, but the laughter was collected by him, paused for a few seconds, then bent his lips and laughed. "I don't look good at ordinary times?" He hooked his eyebrow as if he were seducing her. "..." She really didn't expect him to ask like this. Seeing that she didn't answer, he leaned over again and was close to her face: "Why didn't you answer?" She quickly became popular and pushed her away: "Good-looking, good-looking, usually good-looking, always good-looking." The boy seemed to be very satisfied, laughing and feeling very happy. "Once passed." He straightened up, straightened up and called her. She thought he was going to say something and listened carefully. "I have a way for you to train, so that you won't feel blushing and heartbeat after kissing." This method is unreliable when it is heard. Unless he is not this face, or she doesn't like him, there is no intimate relationship between them. If she kisses, she will take it as a kiss on a piece of pork like human skin and comfort herself. But it can't happen in reality. He is still him, or the boy who makes her like him and gets deeper and deeper. "What?" She's curious. "Come closer." "Hmm?" She approached obediently. The distance between the two is very close, so close that the breathing of both sides blends together, which is very ambiguous. Only in her sight, the boy suddenly bent down and leaned over his face, parallel to her face. Soon, the boy stretched out his hand and bent his finger, gently lifting her chin, and the face suddenly moved closer to her face... Gradually, gradually... The breathing that had passed began to stagnate, and I didn't dare to breathe at all, and my pupils were slightly open. The next second, her lips suddenly clung to the boy's lips... At that moment, she seemed to feel that fireworks were blooming all over the world, which instantly lit up the night sky, bright, bright and beautiful. I once thought that the boy's lips were slightly cool. After all, she had touched them several times. She could feel the boy's lips were slightly cool, like herself, and she could breathe chill. But this time, she actually felt that the boy's lips were boiling hot, as if they had been burned, causing her whole body temperature to soar suddenly, spreading all her nerves and limbs, leaving her whole body stiff in place. The kiss was never released for a long time... It seemed that after a century, she felt that the boy's lips were loosened, and instantly took away a large area of temperature, leaving behind his breath and coolness on her lips. She slowly opened her eyes and looked at him tightly. Gu Qingrong looked at the way she was kissed and couldn't help laughing. Like a victorious soldier, he was happy in his heart. He scraped her nose with his hand and held her in his arms. "Once passed, I feel..." The boy's voice is sweet and beautiful, "I like you more and more..." How to do, more and more like it. Just like from the beginning, he never told her falsely, and he acted purposefully from the beginning. It's just that he is worried that she doesn't mean anything to him. He is a man with strong self-esteem and good face, and he is absolutely afraid to face her refusal. Thinking, if she agrees to his confession and starts to progress with a contractual false relationship, it may also be a good start. At the very least, he has been taking it seriously. No matter what she thinks in her heart, he likes her, wants to be her boyfriend, wants her to be his girlfriend, and even wants to be her future husband and father of her children, he has thought about it. "You, what did you say?" She was shocked. I can't believe what I heard just now. He said: I like you more and more... There is a word "Yue", and the expression of this liking is based on the original liking. The emotion is getting stronger and stronger, and it is developing in an increasing way. So, does he like her? She did not dare to ask, much less to ask in front of him. She is very afraid, maybe this is just his oral expression, just think she is cute, or do something he likes, and then get his praise. The young man's arms are still boiling hot, just like the big stove where Taishanglaojun refines Sun Monkey, which can burn her. Zeng passed in his arms, swallowing deeply and quietly, thus enjoying the peace and beauty. At this time, the hot body temperature of her favorite teenager belongs to her, and has never left or changed. Soon, she stretched out her hand, hugged him back, and gently stopped his waist. Gu Qingrong, I like you too, and I like you more and more. "Kicka Kicka", at this time, suddenly there was a embarrassed cough. Two people like waking up at the beginning of a dream, quickly pulled away. The two men looked at each other. The man standing behind them was Zhu Fengming, a light bulb with tens of millions of watts. Gu Qingrong felt, why is this man so annoying? No matter where they go or appear, he can always stare at them like an old father, looking very resentful and dissatisfied.