Lu Kong quite liked the feeling of being scolded by her. Looking at the figures of the two people in the mirror, he was also stimulated to become even crazier.

The temperature in the dance studio was not cold, it even got a little hot due to the exercise, and both of them were sweating.

Nan Qing could still clearly see herself in the mirror at first, but the back was foggy, her eyes were full of tears, and she could only see a shadow.

The feeling on the body, the shaking of the shadow, and the senses have all reached the extreme...

…

Lu Kong wrapped her in a bath towel, and she fell asleep long ago from exhaustion.

Lu Kong carried the person back to the bedroom, filled the bathtub with water, and cleaned the person up gently.

During this time, Lu and Kong didn't wake anyone up. I don't know if it was because he was careful or because she was too tired.

Carefully putting the person on the bed, Lu Kong held the soft and warm person in his arms. He was too excited to fall asleep.

It was almost dawn when Lu Kong fell asleep with his arms in his arms. It wasn't until noon that Lu Kong woke up and Nan Qing hadn't woken up yet.

Lu Kong kissed her cheek and looked at her like this, occasionally reaching out to pinch her face and touch her belly, he couldn't put it down.

Nan Qing was very tired and woke up in the afternoon. She opened her eyes and saw Lu Kong. She asked in a hollow voice: "What time is it now?"

My throat is so hoarse and a little sore.

It's all his fault for being so crazy.

Lu Kong stood up and took the water on the bedside table and fed it to her: "Drink some water first, it's afternoon now."

There was no job anyway, so she would be fine even if she slept until night.

Nan Qing took a sip of water to moisten her throat and stopped drinking. Her whole body ached and she felt weak: "I don't feel comfortable..."

Lu Kong suddenly became a little worried when he saw her like this. Could it be that he was too rude and got hurt?

"Where do you feel uncomfortable?"

"I don't feel comfortable anywhere." Nan Qing actually wasn't particularly uncomfortable, but she just wanted to be pretentious. That's how she liked it in front of Lu Kong.

Lu Kong frowned, reached out to lift the quilt, and touched her pajamas to take off.

Nan Qing was startled: "What are you doing?"

"Let me check."

"No, there's nothing to check. I'll just take a nap and be fine."

"Be good, let me take a look..."

"I won't show you!" Nan Qing hugged her quilt tightly and closed her eyes: "I'm so tired. I want to continue sleeping. Don't disturb me."

She pressed the quilt to her chest, but Lu Kong didn't dare to pull it away. Lu Kong planned to wait until she fell asleep before checking.

Nan Qing originally just wanted to avoid Lu Kong's inspection, but he didn't expect that he would fall asleep again soon after closing his eyes.

When I woke up again, it was already early morning.

When he opened his eyes, the room was dark, and Lu Kong woke up as soon as Nan Qing moved.

"Nan Ling?"

"Um."

Lu Kong got up: "I'm going to make you something to eat, you haven't eaten all day."

Nan Qing did feel hungry: "Okay, don't make it too complicated, just something lighter."

"Okay, you wait." Lu Kong went downstairs.

Nan Qing picked up her phone and saw that it was actually three o'clock in the morning. Lu Kong was not in deep sleep. Was he waiting for her to wake up and make her food?

Nan Qing went to wash up and apply a facial mask on herself. She found that her face was white and rosy after she had slept well. Of course, it might not be just because of her sleep.

Nan Qing applied the facial mask for more than ten minutes, washed her face, applied some lady's cream and went downstairs.

Lu Kong had just finished making delicious food. When he saw her coming down, he said, "I asked my aunt to make some dumplings during the day. Now I have cooked soup dumplings and steamed some dumplings. Which one do you want to eat?"

"I want to eat both." Nan Qing is very hungry now and feels like she can eat dozens of dumplings!

Lu Kong smiled fondly: "Well, I'll eat both of those."

There was a bowl of soup dumplings and a basket of steamed dumplings on the dining table, with dipping sauce on the side, and only a little chili pepper was added to the dipping sauce.

Nan Qing sat down, and Lu Kong gave her the chopsticks and spoon: "The dumplings are stuffed with pork and cabbage. My aunt is from the north and the dumplings are very good."

Each dumpling is white and plump, and you can tell it tastes good just by looking at it.

Nanqing took a sip of the soup first, and then took some steamed dumplings to eat. She sipped her food in small bites, which was very cute.

Occasionally, Lu Kong would open his mouth and signal her to feed him a dumpling too.

"Why don't you eat with chopsticks yourself?"

"I want you to feed me."

Nan Qing was speechless, and then asked: "Give me two portions. One of them is yours. Go get chopsticks and eat together."

"You eat first."

Nan Qing felt that he could eat dozens of dumplings at first, but by the time he had eaten ten, he was already very full.

Nan Qing put down his chopsticks: "I'm full."

There are still some left.

Lu Kong picked up the chopsticks she had eaten with and ate the remaining dumplings and steamed dumplings directly.

By the time I finished washing, it was already four o'clock in the morning.

Nan Qing was not sleepy at all after sleeping for so long, so he went to the dance studio to dance, but when he opened the door, he saw a mess all over the floor.

The mats and quilts were in a mess, and there were several small plastic bags...

"Lu Kong!"

Lu Kong came up and immediately admitted his mistake: "I haven't had time to clean it up yet, I'll clean it up now."

He said he was going to clean it up immediately, but Lu Kong walked in slowly, pulled up the quilt and shook it out, and even shook out a small object. The opening of the object was not tied, and all the liquid inside flowed out.

Nan Qing blushed, turned around and ran away.

Lu Kong smiled. He quickly cleaned up and restored the dance studio to its original state. He also stuffed the dirty quilt into the washing machine.ъìＱυＧΕtＶ.℃ǒΜ

When Lu Kong returned to the bedroom, he saw Nan Qing lying on the bed playing games.

Lu Kong walked to the bed and sat down: "Baby, I love you."

Nan Qing responded softly: "Yeah."

…

The days without work passed quickly, and soon it was time to terminate my contract with the company.

Nan Qing and Lu Kong went to the brokerage company. Although the brokerage company tried to persuade them to stay, they couldn't stop Nan Qing from renewing the contract.

Nan Ling's contract with the company was terminated, but Nan Fang's labor contract with the company was still there. Nan Fang instantly became an embarrassing existence.

Nan Qing took Lu Kong away directly.

Nanfang brought two artists to the agency, and everyone he met along the way looked at Nanfang with strange eyes.

In the past, no one would dare to look at her like this, because her biological daughter, her artist, is the company's first-line actress.

But now... those funny looks made Nan Fang feel uncomfortable all over.

"Sister Nan, Mr. Zhao is looking for you." A staff member came over and said.

Nanfang asked two of his artists to take acting classes and went to Mr. Zhao's office alone.

Mr. Zhao, who used to be polite to her, obviously had a different attitude today.

Mr. Zhao sat on the chair, his expression was very serious, and he said straight to the point: "Nan Fang, you have worked very hard over the years. Now you are asked to take care of two artists at once, and they are both busy with work."

Artist, are you quite tired? The company has decided to let you take a break. The two artists you currently have will be handed over to the managers of Group B."

The two artists in Nanfang's hands are both new people that the company wants to recruit, and all kinds of resources are thrown at them. It is normal for them to be busy at work.

Only an agent who is reused by the company can lead such a good talent.

And now, the company wants to transfer these two people to other agents, so naturally the resources in her hands will be distributed to other people.

Nan Fang was stunned: "Mr. Zhao, I'm not tired. This arrangement is a bit unreasonable. I have experience in leading people. I..."

"Does your experience in leading people mean that artists no longer renew their contracts with the company?"

"I……"

"Nan Fang, I can't offend you about Nan Ling's termination of contract with the company. However, the artist you brought is determined to terminate the contract with the company. This is your incompetence. Moreover, you are Nan Ling's biological mother, and you can't even keep her.

How can you let the company arrange work for you like this? The two artists you have now are the stars of tomorrow, and you can't let you take charge of them anymore."

The words have already been said to be dead here.

Nan Fang looked pale and asked, "Will the company give me artists in the future?"
To be continued...