What is it like to have a sand sculpture blood wife?

Chapter 79. Isn't this sock cold?
People who fall in love will always go through such a stage.

You feel that your life is full of sunshine, and whenever you think of him/her, the corners of your mouth will involuntarily rise.

You wish you could see him/her every day.

You want him/her to be with you every day.

You want him/her to wake up with you and bask in the first rays of sunlight in the morning.

You want him/her to brush your teeth with you and look at yourself and each other in the mirror.

You hope that he/she can have breakfast with you, soy milk is still sweet even without sugar, and when you look at each other affectionately, you hope that the other party will be the deep-fried dough stick in your hand and never be separated from soy milk.

You want him/her to accompany you to play games, watch movies, go shopping... Do all the things you and he/she like.

You want him/her to be with you in everything.

Like it or not.

You hope that he/she can have more contact with you, from a holding hand to a hug... wishing to be able to pretend to be with his/her soul.

You marvel at the magic of the Creator, who allows you to meet each other with a probability of one in a billion in the vast sea of ​​people.

You lament the cruelty of the Creator, who has separated you from the very beginning, and has to search hard in the boundless sea of ​​people.

You resent the incomprehension of the Creator who should have made you one with him/her.

So you are in luck.

Fortunately, you met him/her.

And you want you to be the only one for each other.

However, you are unlucky again.

Because you know, no matter how much you understand him/her, you are just two independent individuals. In the near future, there will be estrangement, confusion, and quarrel between you...

However, those are too far away for you.

Now you are just greedy and greedy to be with each other.

that is it.

In love, you will feel that every pore of the other party is lovely.

He/she no longer has flaws, he/she will shine brightly in your eyes, just like the sun.

……

Xia Yuan is now at such a stage.

After packing his luggage, he turned to look at Ying Sitong.

The beautiful young woman of the blood race is helping to pack the clothes into the hotel wardrobe one by one.

According to the crew's filming plan, they had to stay in this place for at least a month.

It also has to be under the condition that the shooting goes well.

Frozen flowers formed on the window edges outside, and white snow piled up on the balcony.

Even though the air conditioner was turned on in the room, Xia Yuan still felt a little cold.

"It's strange, don't you girls feel cold?"

Xia Yuan looked at Ying Sitong.

The beautiful young woman of the blood race is in winter. Although she is wearing a thick down jacket outside, she only has a white woolen sweater inside.

What's even more amazing is that she was wearing a short white skirt with only a pair of white pantyhose underneath.

The two calves of the beautiful young woman of blood race were slender and straight.

Looking back, when I met Duan Qian downstairs just now, she seemed to be dressed similarly.

Xia Yuan didn't understand these girls at all, the skirts could be worn for a year, regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter.

In order to look good, even the temperature can be omitted.

"What?" Ying Sitong stood up and looked back at him.

"I mean, this sock." Xia Yuan lowered his head and pointed to her pantyhose, "isn't it cold?"

Ying Sitong frowned and smiled slyly.

"you guess?"

"I do not guess you guess guess?"

"Matryoshka is prohibited." The beautiful young woman of the blood race made a pause gesture, and then threw something from her suitcase in front of Xia Yuan.

"Don't you know if you try it yourself?"

"Uh……"

……

Xia Yuan said that he is a big man, how could he wear pantyhose.

Even if he froze to death outside and fell into the ice cave, he would never touch this thing.

But, not to mention, after putting it on, Xia Yuan felt really warm.

Wearing these thermal socks, Xia Yuan felt that his legs were buried in an electric blanket, not only comfortable, but also extremely warm.

After a while, he felt profuse sweating.

There is no need to wear long johns inside, just a pair of jeans on the outside.

Xia Yuan put on a pair of thin jeans, walked around the room, and looked in the mirror.

Most people can't tell what he's wearing at all.

"I think it's similar to the gym pants that Brother Qiang wears when exercising."

Ying Sitong looked at him silently, smiled without saying a word.

……

I didn't see Wu Jing and the director team during the day, and they didn't come back until evening.

It was snowing heavily outside, and when Wu Jing and other directors came back, a thin layer of snow fell on their heavy down jackets and hats.

Before entering the house, everyone began to dust (dǎn) the snowflakes off their bodies.

When they pushed open the glass door, a cold current rushed in from outside.

The weather in Taxkorgan today is sunny and snowy, and the night temperature is between -22 degrees and -15 degrees.

Xia Yuan, Duan Qian and the others had been waiting for a long time, when they saw Wu Jing coming in, they immediately stood up to greet him.

"Hello director."

Wu Jing was dressed like an Eskimo, with a full beard and piercing eyes.

Those who don't know really don't necessarily know who he is.

Wu Jing first nodded to Duan Qian and Mo Qianqian.

When he saw Xia Yuan again, he was slightly taken aback, then smiled and raised his big rough hand to pat him on the shoulder.

"coming?"

"coming."

Xia Yuan nodded, and hurriedly helped Wu Jing take the things inside.

"Help me go outside and have a look. There are a lot of heavy goods on the props team's car."

Wu Jing didn't look outside, smiled at Xia Yuan, bowed his head and walked into the hotel.

Xia Yuan nodded and hurried out to help move things.

Looking outside the hotel, Xia Yuan was taken aback.

The staff of the props group unloaded the goods from the car, and they were all shiny guys, such as M416, AK47, Uzi...

There are also a lot of firearms that Xia Yuan doesn't know.

Those who knew knew that they were filming, but those who didn't know thought that these people were going to have some earth-shattering battle.

"Wow, this is amazing." Xia Yuan sighed, "It's like going to Iraq to play real chicken."

"No, these are all imitation props." A middle-aged man wearing a big fluffy hat and dressed like an Eskimo walked over with several prop guns in his arms.

"If you reload it, you can still injure people. It's quite dangerous."

Xia Yuan was slightly taken aback, wondering why this voice sounded so familiar?

After watching carefully for two seconds, his pupils gradually dilated.

Damn, when Feng Yuyan was wearing a goatee, he looked too much like Zhang Zhen, right?

Feng Yuyan smiled and walked away from him.

"I'll take you to Maozi's place to shoot a real gun in the future. It will be fun."

……

After all the things were moved, Xia Yuan got together with Wu Jing and Chen Dan.

Chen Dan looked at him with admiring eyes.

"Okay, it can stand the cold."

Wu Jing raised his eyebrows slightly, and took a look at Xia Yuan.

Indeed, in front of a group of Eskimos wearing thick winter clothes, Xia Yuan was only wearing a short down jacket and a pair of thin jeans underneath, and he was sweating profusely in the temperature of minus 20 degrees , this is not something ordinary people can do.

"This is young people."

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