Dingdong, Mr.Yan spoils wife crazily online!

"Ah?" Yan Xingyu didn't expect Lu Qiumeng to mention it. He was stunned. "That kind of thing doesn't need to be clarified at all. Those who are clear will be clear."

He will never tell Lu Qiumeng that he is making good use of it.

Yan Xingyu's eyes flashed gently, and he hooked his lips and smiled.

"Then, Xingyu, do you still love me..."

Lu Qiumeng gently hooked Yan Xingyu's neck and rubbed his chest.

Yan Xingyu looked down at Lu Qiumeng, raised his hand and pressed her on his chest, but there was a hint of irony at the bottom of his eyes, "love, why not love?"

If you say no love now, how can you sleep in the future?

As soon as Yan Xingyu's words fell, Lu Qiumeng's lips couldn't help raising.

She knew that men are sensory. As long as she can win over the man in front of her, the position of the young grandmother will eventually be hers.

"Honey, we..."

"Qiumeng, don't you have to go back to filming later?" before Lu Qiumeng finished speaking, Yan Xingyu interrupted her.

In the past, the crew of Quan se was always very tight. Lu Qiumeng had little time to bother him. Yan Xingyu just used this as an excuse to send her away.

Unexpectedly, when it comes to filming, Lu Qiumeng is not nervous at all.

She sneered, "I want to go back and shoot, but now the crew can't find male No. 2!"

As she said this, a trace of pride crossed her eyes.

"Now it's said on the whole microblog that Gu zhishakov didn't go to Xingyu?"

"Kefu?" Yan Xingyu's eyebrows twisted into a pimple, "what do you mean?"

He has been playing games at home recently. He has no mind to ask about entertainment headlines and so on.

Especially some time ago, he just made headlines. He hates public opinion. How can he take the initiative to see it?

Lu Qiumeng took a surprised look at Yan Xingyu, "you don't know?"

It's rare that she did a good play, but Yan Xingyu didn't see it!

Lu Qiu dreamed of coming here. He just took out his mobile phone and transferred the front page headlines.

"Look!"

[God curses Quan se Nu Er Ke Fu again!]

[check the past actors who fell into the center of the earth with a female CP]

["Wangfu" female partner knows Xia's past]

From top to bottom, most of the headlines were occupied by Gu zhixia. Most of them said that the development of men who had emotional disputes with her in the TV series she participated in was not very good.

So that the cast of "power sex" and her CP actors are all in prison.

"This..." Yan Xingyu frowned slightly and didn't focus on Gu zhixia's "Kefu".

The entertainment industry has a black rhythm with the wind belt. It is mostly instigated by someone behind the scenes.

But this time, Yan Xingyu doesn't care.

He cares more about

Yan Xingyu thought of this, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his lips immediately rose.

"Sorry, baby, I have to go now."

He lifted the thin quilt, bent down, picked up his trousers on the ground and put them on.

"Why are you leaving so soon?" he frowned slightly. Lu Qiumeng knelt up with the quilt in his arms and revealed the white on his chest intentionally or unintentionally.

After Yan Xingyu cleaned up, he took out the check from his pocket, filled in a number on it at random, tore it off and put it at the head of the bed.

"Buy whatever you want. I suddenly remembered that there was something important I didn't do. You're good. Don't make trouble everywhere." Yan Xingyu perfunctorily kissed Lu Qiumeng on the cheek, rushed to put on his mask and hat and left.

He left in the same hurry as he came.

Lu Qiu dreamt that he was like, and swallowed what he had said. He could only clench his lower lip and watch him leave.

For several days, the crew did not find a suitable male number two, and the whole crew was depressed.

But the director also insisted on shooting other long-range scenes.

In the distance, in front of the tall and towering palace, on the road paved with green stone slabs, the thick and gorgeous red carpet extends all the way to the palace gate behind you.

The red light hangs high and moves with the wind.

A young girl wearing exquisite palace clothes was walking slowly. She stood upright, looked ahead and looked solemn.

The snow suddenly falling from the air, like smoke, fluttered and fluttered, falling on the girl's face and body

It was a solemn and empty scene, but

Just then, a DJ version of the most dazzling national style rang through the audience.

"The boundless horizon is my love..."

Sudden change in painting style.

"Who! Whose mobile phone is ringing! I didn't say the rule that mobile phones must not ring during shooting?!"

Close to the monitor, the nervous director burst when he heard the sudden ringing of the mobile phone.

An anger ran up to his head.

These days, he had a headache because the second man in the group had accidents one after another and couldn't find a new substitute actor. This cell phone ring was more like a spark that ignited the fire line, which made him explode in an instant.

The director took a loudspeaker in his hand and turned to yell at the staff behind him.

"Come out!"

Up and down the group, the atmosphere was more stagnant.

Everyone looked at each other and dared not say a word.

Their mobile phones have long been silent

Until the deputy director beside him really couldn't watch it, and dared to remind the director. "Director, director, your mobile phone rings."

He said, reaching out and pointing to the mobile phone next to the loudspeaker. The screen was on and shaking.

The director was stunned and looked at it. Then he coughed gently and said, "cough, OK, let's have a rest for five minutes."

The director awkwardly picked up his cell phone and connected directly without looking. Making such an oolong, his tone was not very good, "hello?"

Even a little impatient.

But... When he heard what the person on the phone said, his frown immediately stretched down.

The corners of his mouth opened and his attitude changed. "Really? Really someone wants to?"

"Ouch! Thank you so much for inviting you to dinner another day! I'll come in a minute? OK, I'll pick you up at the door myself!"

The director spoke more and more vigorously towards the mobile phone, and his rough voice spread almost all over the shooting scene through the loudspeaker.

What great event happened to make the director's gloomy face clear for many days in a row?

People were curious and couldn't bear to guess each other.

Without waiting for them to guess the answer, the director hung up the phone and quickly pulled over the side of the deputy director and asked, "deputy director! Add dinner tonight!"

His raised eyebrows and sudden fringe benefits made the deputy director look at a loss.

The director was even more proud of the appearance of the last deputy director, who didn't know anything about it. He stretched out his hand and patted him heavily on the shoulder. He was very excited, "I tell you, our male No. 2 has a play! Someone introduced him and said he would come to the crew in a minute!"