The president tames his wife and loves him deeply

Chapter 60

Qi Xiaoxianrou's schedule is very tight.

But Qin Yuan's body couldn't bear the progress of Bai Jiahei's filming.

Later, the director team together.

It just happened to be filmed separately from the scenes of the two heroines, so Qi Mubai, who was on a tight schedule, stepped up to shoot. Anyway, the post-editing needs to be reworked.

After observing for three or four days, Lan Shan finally appeared on camera.

I don't know if it's because she "harassed" Mr. Lu every day, and the shooting arrangements for the next few days tended to be exhausting.

Moreover, in costume dramas, martial arts scenes are always inevitable in the later stage.

Lan Shan didn't have much experience in this field, and Wang Zhen insisted not to use a stand-in, while the martial arts instructor was spitting all over the place.

I didn't even take a few shots.

The atmosphere suddenly became a little low.

Lan Shan couldn't lift her tired arms, and was still trying to complete the movements.

In the end, Qi Mubai smiled and said to Assistant Director Wang, "Let's take a rest for 10 minutes."

It was a tough time to shoot.

So much so that Qi Xiaoxianrou... lost weight at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The adult shape made him look a little more calm and gentle, and he was almost a different person from the daytime.

Lan Shan thumped her sore arm.

The difference is reflected at this time.

Qi Xiaoxianrou was surrounded by two assistants who helped massage his back, and one who delivered water.

It is said that this is already the most low-key equipment.

Lan Shan twitched the corner of her lips.

Really low-key.

"Drink of water?"

Qi Mubai handed the bottle of water to her hand.

Several assistants around him also walked out of the dressing room with great insight.

"Give me your hand."

When Qi Mubai smiled, he had beautiful dimples.

It looks so sweet and warm.

Lan Shan just pretended that she didn't hear, stretched herself, and planned to take a stroll, and then communicate with the martial arts instructor.

Qi Mubai grabbed her wrist, "Don't think that the props are much lighter than the real ones, Wang Zhen is stubborn, if he is not satisfied with a scene, he can scold you to death."

With skillful hands, he rubbed her red wrist.

The voice also softened: "You used to be very relaxed, why do you always act like a good woman who has been molested by bullies?"

"Hiss..." Lanshan gasped.

She withdrew her hand without any trace, "How am I not like a woman from a good family?"

Qi Mubai paused, and his smile deepened, "You are the best, okay?"

"Ah."

Lan Shan raised the corners of her eyes in confusion.

It's really exhausting.

It feels like the whole arm doesn't feel like my own anymore.

"I'll give you a massage. Most people don't have this service yet. Come on."

Qi Mubai was gearing up, looking like a master.

Lan Shan pulled the seat and remained still, "Farewell, I'm afraid you didn't tear me down, your fans killed me first."

"Is it really that scary?"

Qi Mubai rubbed his chin, and said very interestingly: "Do you know how much I charge for a scandal now? No wonder you are still in such a miserable situation, it's so unreasonable."

Lan Shan glanced at him.

Silently stood up and stretched his waist.

As a result, his legs were so weak that he threw himself forward...

Qi Mubai quickly stood up, hugged her, and said with a smile, "Isn't it too deliberate for you to throw yourself into your arms just after I finished speaking?"

Deliberately you uncle!
His hand just touched Lan Shan's sore spot.

Lan Shan snorted in pain, and was about to hold on to the seat to stand still when she suddenly heard Li Xiang's voice, "Excuse me..."

The door of the dressing room was pushed open, and the words behind him stopped abruptly.

Li Xiang pushed away a step, and the man in a suit and leather shoes stood silently behind him, his dark eyes could almost be described as mountain rain.

Lan Shan has no time to think: Why did Lu Suiran suddenly appear here?

"Boss Lu, good evening." Qi Mubai greeted with a smile.

Respectfully and politely said: "Miss Qin is already resting, do you need me to ask someone to take Mr. Lu there?"

He held her weakened hand, but didn't intend to let go.

Lan Shan almost pushed Qi Mubai's hand away.

Hearing an outsider say it so naturally.

In Lan Shan's heart, she couldn't tell what it was like.

It's about the same kind - sour to the extreme, already a little bit bitter, and I can only accept it with a smile.

um, yes.

That is Mr. Lu's pearl in the palm, she... is she?
Even if Lan Shan told others that she was Mrs. Lu, no one would believe her.

"come over."

Lu Suiran, who was a few steps away, had dark eyes.

In front of outsiders, men have always shown their emotions and anger.

Now at this moment, Lan Shan lowered her head halfway and didn't look at it, and felt that the other party's powerful aura was overwhelming her.

She walked slowly to the man.

Two steps away, he stopped in his tracks, his eyebrows and eyes were half drawn, and his lips were slightly curved, "Mr. Lu, good evening."

An uncommon sentence.

It seemed that she and him did not share the same bed in the Jingshui Garden.

Met by chance.

He came to take care of his pampered favorite, and he was as usual as usual.

She didn't flirt with anyone and get entangled.

There is a word that could not be more appropriate at this moment.

——The two are irrelevant.

But now, it seems that there is a big deviation from what Lan Shan thought.

Lu Suiran just looked at her like this, the corner of his mouth curled up with a slight arc.

"The director called to start filming."

The assistant rushed over.

"I'll go there first, and come quickly if you take a moment."

When Qi Mubai walked over, he didn't notice that the fingertips of the two of them were in a dark tide, and they casually slapped Lan Shan on the shoulder.

Chao Lu casually nodded, and then walked quickly.

Li Xiang also retreated.

The night has fallen.

There were no people in the dressing room, and the lights were dim. It was just suitable for two people to do something indescribable.

Just now, through a door, I heard Mrs. Lu humming softly.

Boss Lu's face was so dark that he was almost scared to death.

Li Tezhu, who has followed Mr. Lu a lot, is very discerning. I only hope... Mrs. Lu can also see things a little bit.

And this moment.

Lan Shan's shoulders were numb from being patted, she held back her strength, and stretched out her hand to scratch the door.

Take a deep breath.

The smile on his face inevitably became a bit more reluctant, "Then... I'll go first too..."

"Is this what you said you didn't touch?"

Lu Suiran pursed his lips and sneered: "It seems that to you, those who don't roll on the bed are called untouched?"

The smile on the corners of Lan Shan's lips froze slightly, and the palms that were holding on to the door unconsciously closed.

"Lu Suiran."

Lan Shan's voice was a little hoarse, and her tired face was hard to hide, but she became weaker and more pleasant.

Under the dim light, the peach blossoms on the forehead are three points enchanting and seven points beautiful.

She raised her head, her peach blossom eyes reflected the man's chilling handsome face, a word had just reached her throat, before she could speak.

The man's slender and cool fingers had already touched her slender waist, followed by the sound of the door closing violently.

Lan Shan felt a pain in her back, and Lu Suiran pushed her whole body behind the door.

The soreness in his forearm and wrist was magnified infinitely, and a layer of watery light appeared in his dim eyes that could not be concealed.

She said, "I didn't bully you, so sister Lin seems to be my favorite."

Lanshan knew in her heart that Mr. Lu was making things difficult for Qin Yuan.

Otherwise, Qi Mubai is just Qi Mubai, how could the noble and arrogant Lu Suiran see it in his eyes.

Lan Shan whispered, "It's all because of her bullying me."

After Lanshan finished saying this, the grievance and sourness came together in her heart.

The peach-blossom eyes dyed with water, under the not-so-bright light of the dressing room, appear more and more radiant, absolutely beautiful.

Lu Suiran reached out and grabbed her chin.

The force was so great that his small face wrinkled.

"At this time, you still have the mind to fight back, Gu Lanshan, you are really a showman."

Lan Shan pursed her lips slightly, the water-colored bright red lips were a little more sexy for no reason.

"Mr. Lu, you must have misunderstood the word opera fine!"

She stood on tiptoe and kissed Lu Suiran's lips fiercely.

Get too close to a man.

Lanshan couldn't see the expression on Lu Suiran's face clearly, and they entangled each other's breaths hotly.

The man was about 1.8 meters tall, and he was still wearing a costume. The ancient style bow shoes were flat, and the height difference was very obvious at this time.

The movement is quite difficult, and the weak physical strength will soon be exhausted.

Lu Suiran's eyes were cold, and the arms that trapped her on the door panel tightened even more.

There is no meaning of softening at all.

Lan Shan lacked energy, stepped back a little, half leaned against the door panel and panted slightly.

The lipstick of the lip color is slightly smudged, and the charm is full.

She wiped her lips with the back of her hand, and said in a vicious voice, "Forget about poisoning you."

"Murdering your own husband is punishable by life imprisonment, Mrs. Lu."

Lu Suiran's face was too indifferent, but his thin lips were slightly stained with water, which made him sexy and tempting to commit a crime.

Lan Shan raised the corners of her eyes, "Obviously, I don't want to part with it."

The man held her right shoulder tightly, "Gu Lanshan, am I being too tolerant of you?"

Lan Shan gasped in pain.

At this time, the brain was still moving very fast.

Desperately squeezed out a sentence, "How do you say?"

After blurting out these words.

Lan Shan thought about it, she really deserved a beating.

Lu Suiran's eyes were as dark as ink, and he seemed to stare at her directly on the door panel.

Lan Shan gritted her teeth and endured, but in the end she was no match for the passing of time.

The two fell into an unnerving silence.

"Lu Suiran...it hurts..."

Lan Shan was sweating on her forehead, and her delicate makeup was already a little off.

She arched her back slightly, and her whole face was almost squeezed together, "It really, really hurts."

Lu Suiran frowned slightly.

Seeing her in severe pain, it doesn't look like a fake.

The strength in his hand could not help but slow down, he pulled the seat next to him, and pushed Gu Lanshan to sit on the seat.

Lan Shan bit her lip, with an aggrieved look of being abused but still holding back.

His eyes sparkled.

Lan Shan clutched her shoulders.

Originally filming martial arts scenes was almost useless.

Being tossed so much by Lu Suiran, almost the whole person is falling apart.

Lu Suiran raised one of her arms, and the complicated costume was worn in several layers, and she couldn't take it off at once.

(End of this chapter)