New Age Artists

Chapter 166 Red High Heels (23)

The sky is bright.

Fan Bingbing opened his eyes quietly and didn't feel the world shaking.

He glanced quietly at the side.

Shen Santong is still sleeping soundly!
With a sigh of relief.

The expectation is to have a chat and enhance some feelings.

I can't find the time.

Any time, any place.

Eat and drink a lot.

Earth-shattering and terrifying.

But there is also a sense of making up for one’s lost youth.

Fan Bingbing got up quietly.

escape!
Must escape!
Tiptoe and lift up the cool summer quilt.

Shen Santong grabbed the rice subconsciously with his right hand, but could not feel it.

I missed it and opened my eyes to find Fan Bingbing carefully packing his things.

Seeing her wearing her own T-shirt, she was still beautiful even without makeup.

I looked at the sky. It was still dark, not even five o'clock. I wondered, "Why did you get up so early today? Just wait for me to wake you up."

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Fan Bingbing's defense was broken: "Did you wake me up?"

Shen Santong said considerately, "Sleep a little longer, and leave after breakfast in the morning. I'll ask the driver to take you there."

Fan Bingbing was startled: "No need to trouble you, I will be busy later."

Shen Santong scolded: "How can you say it's troublesome! How can you leave without eating breakfast? I'll make breakfast for you."

Seeing him get up, Fan Bingbing took two steps back, his face turned pale, and he was scared!

She shook her head like a rattle: "I have two activities today, and you have to be busy with work. We are still young, so career is more important?"

Shen Santong agreed with her idea that young people should focus on their careers, but he said, "You have to eat breakfast while working. Let's eat breakfast first and then go to work."

Fan Bingbing stamped his feet anxiously and begged for mercy: "I really can't take it anymore, go see a doctor, you are not normal, overeating is not good for your health!"

Shen Santong was puzzled and looked at the pile of sheets and towels: "Your body doesn't say that. Look, you like delicious food very much and you eat it happily."

The weather in September is quite hot.

Used to wipe sweat, a lot of it is wet.

There were also a bunch of empty bottles of electrolyte replenishment drinks.

Fan Bingbing's pretty face turned red and she raised the white flag: "I can't hold on any longer, just let me go."

Shen Santong was speechless: "I didn't say I wouldn't let you go. It's not too late to leave after you have breakfast."

Originally, Shen Santong had already made up his mind and planned to go to the company early in the morning.

But seeing Fan Bingbing's shy look.

Suddenly I remembered that there is still one link missing.

Fan Bingbing, who knew nothing about it, had a pale face and went to take a bath first.

Wash off the oil and food residue on your body.

It's getting light.

Fan Bingbing looked at the steamed dumplings, fried dough sticks, soy milk, and egg drop soup on the table and was surprised: "Are you really eating?"

Shen Santong told her to stop talking nonsense, as if he could not eat: "Don't we all eat normally? Aren't you the same?"

Fan Bingbing rolled his eyes.

Well, she knew that Shen Santong was a bit hypocritical: "Just eat, I'll leave after dinner."

Shen Santong picked up a tray of dumplings, ate them in a few bites, and sighed: "I heard that you are going to release an album. In fact, I have been composing these days. I wrote a song for you and wanted to surprise you."

Almost in the blink of an eye.

A gust of fragrant wind came.

Fan Bingbing looked like a giant dragon that had discovered treasure, shining brightly: "I don't actually have anything to do this morning."

Push it away!

Both are acceptable! In addition to being the king of commercial films, Shen Santong is also known as the king of cross-border films.

Every one of his songs is a classic.

The key is that he doesn’t accept invitations to sing songs, he only does it for the movie!
I didn’t expect to write songs for myself.

Fan Bingbing feels that Shen Santong has feelings for her!
I’ve been so crazy these past few days, it turns out I was just creating!

Misunderstood.

Fan Bingbing regretted it!

More than half an hour later, I saw Shen Santong still eating.

Fan Bingbing advised: "Eat less, we are still young."

You can't do this. You, Shen Santong, are also acting.

He is an artist, so how can he not pay attention to his body management?

Can your body handle eating so much every day?

Anyway, Fan Bingbing couldn't stand it anymore.

That's how dinner partners are.

Shen San took it all, so she had to at least contribute something.

Shen Santong just kept eating.

To be honest, it is not difficult to think beyond the big picture.

Only thinking with a small head, even Fan Bingbing has completely become a creature of fame and fortune.

I'm afraid no one can refuse to cook with her.

Shen Santong raised his head: "Why is the sun so high? Is it noon?"

Hey!
A blink of an eye.

It’s noon now!

It's basically like this these days.

In the blink of an eye.

It's noon.

Re-open your eyes.

One day passed.

A few hours later.

Fan Bingbing looked at herself in the mirror, wearing red high heels.

It feels like returning to childhood.

Being helped.

You can also see the continuous feeding action in the mirror.

I have to say that Shen Santong is really talented, and the moving melody is still lingering in her mind.

How can I best describe you?
What can I compare myself to to be special?
My feelings for you are strong
But I don't know much, just rely on intuition

You are as comfortable as nestling in a quilt
But it is like the wind, unpredictable

Like the perfume on your wrist
Like a love
I love you, there is a conflict between the left traffic light and the right traffic light
Crazy but afraid there is no way out

can you make me stop this chase

Found the last pair of red high heels

The song is almost a reflection of these days.

It sounds so nice.

So, before night came, I didn't know it.

After dinner, we started eating again.

When Fan Bingbing saw him reaching for the toolbox, he realized something was wrong: "What are you doing?"

The tone has changed.

But I had no strength left and had miscalculated.

"It hurts, be gentle."

(End of this chapter)