"What does it smell like?"
Lin Feng approached Han Xiang, moved his nose, and frowned.
"I just said it! My clothes are dirty and you insist on me wearing them."
Han Xiang said and turned around, wanting to change out of her clothes.
Although it is winter, I still sweat a little while performing on stage.
Lin Feng grabbed her, held her in his arms and said, "I'm talking about the fragrance. The ancients said that beauties sweat with fragrance, but this is really the case!"
Only then did Han Xiang realize that Lin Feng was joking with her just now.
"I want to see you dance, like you do on stage."
Lin Feng murmured in Han Xiang's ear.
Han Xiang said 'hmm'.
The living room was big enough. Han Xiang waved her sleeves and started dancing.
She has been practicing dance and jujitsu frequently in the past six months.
The ligaments of every joint in the body were stretched.
So the body is very flexible.
Even Tang Mi, who practiced martial arts, couldn't compare to this.
The dance is graceful, and when you lift your legs, you can easily put them on Lin Feng's shoulders.
Lean back and still have your hands on the ground.
…
After I finished, I was sweating again.
Lin Feng hugged her and said softly: "Practice like this can easily hurt your body, and too much is not enough."
"Um!"
Han Xiang nodded lazily in agreement.
Dong Dong~
There was a knock on the door.
Lin Feng stood up and opened the door.
Song Jiaren is back.
This little clever guy has just the right time.
Han Xiang returned to the house and changed into the costumes used for last night's performance.
I just broke out in a sweat and ran to take a shower.
When I came out after changing my clothes, my phone rang.
Seeing the unfamiliar number, Han Xiang turned on the speakerphone.
"Ms. Han, I'm sorry to bother you on New Year's Day. Can I make an appointment to interview you?"
A woman's confident voice came from the phone.
"Who are you?"
Han Xiang asked.
The woman smiled and said, "That's you, Miss Han. If you were anyone else, you would know who I am as soon as you hear my voice."
Lin Feng raised his hand, swiped the screen, and hung up the phone.
Then the number was put on the blacklist.
Lin Feng frowned and said, "If you encounter such ignorant people in the future, just hang up the phone."
Han Xiang nodded.
Song Jiaren asked at this time: "Mom, will you have a baby?"
"Um?"
Lin Feng and Han Xiang looked at Song Jiaren together.
Song Jiaren said: "When I become a big star in the future, I often go out to film movies. Mom, you will feel very lonely without me.
I thought about it carefully when I was on the swing just now. Mom, you'd better have another baby! Don't worry, no matter if it's my brother or sister, I won't hit him. "
Lin Feng couldn't help but laugh.
What is this little clever guy thinking about all day?
Judging from the serious look on her face, she really seemed to have thought deeply about it.
Han Xiang smiled and said: "Mom doesn't have a baby anymore, you are enough. Mom also has to go out to film often!"
Also, after giving birth to a baby, your figure will change and your belly will become unsightly. "
"Yeah?"
This was the first time Song Jiaren had heard of it.
Han Xiang nodded.
"Then...then forget it! Anyway, I will be filial to you and dad."
After saying that, he kissed Lin Feng on the face and then kissed Han Xiang on the face.
After lunch and a nap, it was already around three in the afternoon.
Lin Feng, Han Xiang, and Song Jiaren were ready to go out.
Go shopping first, then go to the movies.
Han Xiang did not wrap herself up tightly like other female celebrities, and she also wore big sunglasses on her face for fear of being recognized by others.
She pulled her hair up and used magical makeup to change her face shape.
Song Jiaren is much easier to handle. She puts on a big hat and a mask on her head.
The three of them took the elevator downstairs.
Just as he was about to get in the car, a curly-haired woman came over.
He pressed the shutter on Lin Feng, Han Xiang, and Song Jiaren.
There is also a flash on the camera.
Lin Feng waved his hand.
Two female bodyguards immediately stepped forward and snatched the camera from the woman's hand.
Take out a memory card from inside and cut it in half.
"Pay it to her!"
Lin Feng said something, opened the back seat of Knight XV, and carried Song Jiaren to the seat.
Han Xiang glanced at the female reporter and got into the passenger seat.
After the female reporter got back her digital camera, she walked up to Lin Feng and said with a smile: "It turns out that Mr. Lin is really the financial backer of Korean Americans!"
"Who are you?"
Lin Feng asked with a frown.
Hearing this woman's voice, he knew it was the woman who called Han Xiang before.
The woman introduced herself: "My name is Zhang Xin, and I am currently working in self-media. Of course, I am certified."
Lin Feng nodded, opened the door and got in the car.
Zhang Xin lay down in front of the car window and said with a smile: "Mr. Lin, I have to expose this matter to you and Miss Han!"
Lin Feng smiled and said: "Please!"
With that said, Lin Feng closed the car window.
Zhang Xin said loudly: "Unless you let me do a special interview with Miss Han. Otherwise, I will follow you!"
Lin Feng pressed down the car window again and said with a smile: "It's up to you, you can report it however you want. But there is one thing, what you reported is true. If you distort the facts and mix your personal likes and dislikes in the report, you will be attacked. If you insult me and damage Han Xiang's reputation, then I'll be sorry, and you may not be able to bear the consequences."
Zhang Xin smiled slightly, "I only made a small condition, isn't it too much?"
Lin Feng said: "What you did is too much. Are you too confident in yourself? How dare you threaten me?"
Zhang Xin's mouth curled up.
She wanted to laugh, but it soon stopped.
Because a gun was put to her head.
Zhang Xin was frightened and dumbfounded.
Lin Feng pulled the trigger.
A stream of cold water sprayed out from the muzzle of the gun and poured it on Zhang Xin's face.
Lin Feng smiled and said: "It's the beauty's toy water gun."
With that said, he made a shooting motion towards Zhang Xin.
…
It wasn't until Lin Feng drove away that Zhang Xin woke up.
She was really scared just now.
It wasn't the toy gun, but Lin Feng's eyes full of murderous intent.
"Lin Feng, Han Xiang, let's wait and see!"
After saying these harsh words, Zhang Xin walked quickly to his car.
After opening the car door and getting in the car, he closed the car door hard.
Then, he picked up the mobile phone and made a call.
After the call was connected, Zhang Xin said: "Brother, someone pointed a gun at my head..."
After finishing speaking, laughter came from the mobile phone, "I even scared you with a toy gun. I think you should stop doing self-media. It's not like your family doesn't have money to support you, so you have to do all this mess." thing."
"Brother~"
Zhang Xin elongated his nasal voice.
"Okay, okay! I'll help you solve this matter, okay!"
"Thank you bro!"
Zhang Xin laughed, looking proud.
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