Chapter 341 Fan Bingbing: How Nice It Would Be if It Could Go on Like This Forever?

As soon as he entered the room, Fan Bingbing said loudly: "You really change places after having sex."

Yang Lingyue, who was half lying on the sofa, glanced at Fan Bingbing, who was bare-faced, and then said: "Keep your voice down, there is no confidentiality here like there."

Fan Bingbing rushed over with a smile and sniffed it lightly.

"Hehe, let me smell it, it really smells good, but it's not bad."

"Let's go."

Yang Lingyue patted him lightly, but Fan Bingbing had no reaction. He recovered really quickly.

Fan Bingbing pecked Yang Lingyue, stood up and said: "Hey, you go take a bath first, rinse, I'll go in later."

"Pah"

"Look if you want to, don't have any crooked thoughts."

Yang Lingyue exposed Fan Bingbing's thoughts, glanced at him, and went to the bathroom.

Fan Bingbing covered his eyebrows and raised his eyebrows. After seeing Yang Lingyue close the door, he strolled around leisurely. The decoration was very simple.

There were Zeng Li's things here, but they were few. Most of them were things used by Yang Lingyue for work and creation, and most of them were in the study.

As they were walking around, they began to pick up the clothes that Yang Lingyue had thrown around. After looking around and not finding a washing machine, they went to the bathroom.

Yang Lingyue was taking a shower and brushing her teeth at the same time. When she saw Fan Bingbing fiddling with the washing machine, she hurriedly said, "Just put it in first, don't start it, otherwise the water flow will be reduced. The water pipes in this house are not well laid out."

"Oh."

Fan Bingbing responded, then tied her hair up casually, walked to Yang Lingyue with a bath towel, turned into a bath scrubber, and began to scrub seriously and hard. Yang Lingyue even suspected that this woman was taking revenge on him.

Looking at the dust on the ground, Yang Lingyue was too lazy to say anything.

Fan Bingbing kept saying "ah", then was tired and sweaty, panting.

"Okay, I'll do the front."

Yang Lingyue took it and scrubbed it himself.

"I'm sweating all over. Please help me blow my hair later."

Fan Bingbing said as she spread her hair and started to wash it.

She felt sweet at the moment, and especially enjoyed the interaction between the two of them, just like a normal couple.

"Where's the shower gel?"

Fan Bingbing said as she picked up the shower gel on the tripod, and then hugged Yang Lingyue and started to rub it, under the pretext of saving shower gel.

While washing, Fan Bingbing's eyes were as charming as silk, but she grabbed Yang Lingyue's hand and said in a soft voice: "Don't, don't do it here, there is a surprise for you..."

After that, Fan Bingbing sat in front of the dressing table, and Yang Lingyue blew her hair with a hair dryer. Fan Bingbing bit her lip and looked at the scene in the mirror, her heart swollen.

I don't know when the humming sound of the wind stopped. Fan Bingbing felt a little disappointed in her heart, and she wanted it to go on like this forever.

She pulled the corner of her mouth and said: "You go back to the bedroom first."

Yang Lingyue knew Fan Bingbing's unusual behavior and restraint.

Yang Lingyue also saw the love in her eyes.

After being suppressed for a long time, a little bit of sweetness has led to this. I feel mixed emotions in my heart. I am still a kind person.

After a while, Fan Bingbing pushed open the door.

Well... Thank you for the classic outfit of Wang Bi's wife.

.........

"Husband, husband."

Yang Lingyue opened her eyes suddenly when she heard this name and stared at Fan Bingbing.

Time seemed to have stopped.

Fan Bingbing's eyes went from blurry to clear, and then to sad, with two tears flowing down her fair cheeks.

Fan Bingbing murmured: "Yang Lingyue, I love you, I love you so much."

Time seemed to have resumed.

Yang Lingyue slowly comforted: "I know, let's be good, take it slow."

Fan Bingbing instantly hugged Yang Lingyue's neck, shook his head, and began to cry: "I don't want to take it slow, I want it faster, faster."

For a few days, Yang Lingyue spent most of his time in front of the computer except for sleeping six or seven hours a day, working hard.

Fan Bingbing was also very tired from the ups and downs of her mood.

So much so that both of them felt a little exhausted.

Without saying anything, she fell asleep without knowing the time.

When she woke up again, it was already past ten in the morning, and Fan Bingbing curled up.

Yang Lingyue reached out and stroked her cheek again. Fan Bingbing's eyelashes trembled slightly, then she covered her face with her hand, opened her eyes, smiled, and then thought of something and felt a little disappointed, but soon laughed again.

Yang Lingyue said softly: "I'll leave in the evening. If you have nothing to do today, come and have dumplings with me."

"Yeah"

Fan Bingbing nodded with a smile.

"Hiss~"

Just as she was about to sit up, she couldn't help but frown and glared at Yang Lingyue.

Seeing this, Yang Lingyue had no choice but to say, "Let's take it home and eat it."

Fan Bingbing shook his head and suggested, "Then it won't taste good. Let them buy the pre-packaged ones and we'll cook them ourselves. Don't use frozen ones."

Yang Lingyue nodded and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you. Is that okay? Get up and wash up."

Fan Bingbing glanced at Yang Lingyue with a reproachful look, lifted his legs and got off the bed, and began to frown again, stretching out his arms and saying in a tender voice, "Hold me."

Yang Lingyue had no choice but to bend down and give her a princess hug.

Fan Bingbing hugged Yang Lingyue's neck, his eyes were bent with laughter, and his two fleshy feet kicked with Yang Lingyue's steps.

Yang Lingyue complained, "Your perfume is marinated."

Fan Bingbing was very dissatisfied, "Body odor, I have body odor."

After washing up, Yang Lingyue called Jiang Rong to buy dumplings and some vegetables.

Fan Bingbing felt better after hearing the names of the dishes. She liked things like loofah, boiled prawns, and mushroom soup.

Tsk tsk tsk, she even knew what I liked to eat.

After dinner, Yang Lingyue returned to Courtyard 8, with Fan Bingbing following behind her.

Yang Lingyue packed her suitcase, and Fan Bingbing followed her, complaining more than once that he didn't take her with him to the United States.

"Tell me about your studio situation recently."

"I don't know, I've been on vacation for a long time."

Fan Bingbing shook her head in a huff, met Yang Lingyue's eyes, and continued:

"The promotion of "Rouge Snow" will be broadcast on satellite TV in March;

Create the "Fan Ye" persona;

And the traditional culture disseminator you mentioned, cooperate with the designer I used before to promote a clothing brand to test the waters.

That's all for now. Personally, I'll hire an acting teacher after the New Year to help me analyze the role of Li Ningyu."

Yang Lingyue was quite satisfied with this, and pulled Fan Bingbing to sit on the sofa.

"I never doubt your execution ability. Always remind yourself to be more steady. You have already passed the stage of being fast. If you keep going like this, you will be able to get what you want and need slowly even if I don't give it to you."