Master Fu, the heroine of the abuse text sent a HE application

Chapter 133 To make money
Seeing that Fu Jinsheng's expression gradually softened, Xin Xia added weakly:
"I'm just afraid of delaying your work!"

At this time, the driver smiled and interjected: "Miss Xin Xia, the young master cares about you so much, of course he will choose you for work and you!"

Hearing this, Xin Xia couldn't hide the smile on her face.

Fu Jinsheng silently glanced at Xiao Bailian's expression, and said arrogantly: "Speak up! Take your car!"

After arriving at the studio, Xin Xia realized that this time she was filming advertisements and pictorials for cosmetics under Fu's brand.

As soon as she stepped into the studio holding Fu Jinsheng's arm, she saw a group of people approaching and greeted Fu Jinsheng respectfully.

"Hello, Master Fu!"

Xin Xia, who was standing next to Fu Jinsheng, felt a little embarrassed for some reason.

But this group of people did not intend to let her go, and they shouted at her in unison: "Hi Ma'am!"

A series of ellipsis flashed across Xin Xia's forehead.

However, Fu Jinsheng stared at her with an almost teasing look.

Xin Xia's mood became more complicated, and she wanted to jump up and shout: "I'm not his wife—"

I wanted to say more, but was hugged into my arms domineeringly by the man, "She is my future wife, why don't you admit it?"

The man's melodious voice was somewhat seductively hoarse, gently brushing Xin Xia's earlobe.

Her earlobe instantly turned red with pigeon blood.

She glanced sideways at Fu Jinsheng in embarrassment: "What nonsense are you talking...you know it's the future!"

"Madam and Master Fu have such a good relationship!"

Xin Xia was shy, when a smiling female voice came out of nowhere.

Xin Xia almost exploded.

Fu Jinsheng quickly kissed her forehead reassuringly: "Okay, call her Xin Xia."

The makeup artist smiled and nodded quickly: "Miss Xin Xia, let's go to the dressing room to do your makeup first."

Xin Xia signaled Fu Jinsheng to let go of her hand, but he led him to the dressing room.

Xin Xia sat on the chair in front of the makeup mirror, and Fu Jinsheng took a chair and sat beside her, like a door god guarding her.

The makeup artist first gave her a skin care capture, and praised with a smile while massaging:
"Miss Xin Xia's skin is so good, it perfectly interprets the metaphor of being as tender as an egg that has been peeled off its shell."

Xin Xia slandered in her heart: There's no need to fart like this just because your boss is here.

But who doesn't love to hear compliments?

Xin Xia's lips curled up.

Seeing this, the makeup artist continued to work hard: "Miss Xin Xia is also very good-looking, with three-dimensional and exquisite facial features. I will definitely vote for you when the show starts!"

Xin Xia was silent.

I thought that if you really watched the show I performed on stage, you wouldn't think so.

Fu Jinsheng looked at Xiao Bailian's eyes closed, lying obediently on the chair, and subconsciously touched the back molars with the tip of his tongue.

Xiaobailian really...everywhere has met his preferences.

Although Xin Xia closed her eyes, she could still feel the burning gaze from beside her.

Who else but Fu Jinsheng?
She felt nervous for no reason.

At this time, I suddenly heard Fu Jinsheng's smiling voice: "Speaking of the draft, what do you think? Do you really want to debut as an idol?"

Hearing him mention other topics, Xin Xia could finally relax a bit.

Xin Xia thought for a while and said, "No, I participated in the draft just to..."

Fu Jinsheng raised his eyebrows: "For what?"

Xin Xia said awkwardly, "To make money."

Fu Jinsheng was silent.

However, this is really in line with Xiao Bailian's character design.

(End of this chapter)