Dingdong, Mr.Yan spoils wife crazily online!

"Ba Da."

The door handle turned and made a crisp sound. Time opened the door and came out.

Lu Qiumeng didn't seem to expect that the door would be suddenly opened. He was startled and subconsciously stepped back.

"You..." Lu Qiumeng frowned and glared at the time.

But when the time came, it seemed that I didn't see it. My voice was flat and distant: "excuse me, are you two here?"

Lu Qiumeng has seen countless female artists who are different on and off the stage. Naturally, he is not surprised.

"I......" Lu Qiumeng frowned slightly and immediately squeezed out a smile. "I'm here to talk about the next play with Lu QianChuan and have breakfast together."

With that, Lu Qiumeng glanced at Xiao Zhao behind him.

Xiao Zhao immediately understood and held the breakfast in his hand against the time with a smile on his face.

"Time master, here are white mushroom cream bacon pasta and muffins in the street shop. They are all breakfast with a good reputation." Xiao Zhao looked at time Junlang's eyebrows and his face turned a little red.

Finally, as if thinking of something, she added: "there are two cups of coffee specially bought from Starbucks to refresh."

"Thank you." time smiled at Xiao Zhao, "but Asakawa is not free now."

The first half of the sentence is for Xiao Zhao, and the second half is for Lu Qiumeng.

"He was a little cold last night, and now he is resting. He has no energy to play." time said and closed the door behind him.

His intention was obvious. He didn't mean to let them in at all.

"Have no energy to play, at least have time for breakfast?" the smile on Lu Qiumeng's face was stiff.

But the next second, the answer of time made Lu Qiumeng's smile stiff.

"Sorry, there's no time." time looked at Lu Qiumeng expressionless. "These breakfast are too greasy. He doesn't like it."

With that, time walked sideways by them.

Lu Qiumeng looked at the back of time and snorted coldly, "a little assistant..."

Even without him, she can directly knock on the door to find Lu QianChuan. At that time, it's enough to rely on time.

Lu Qiu dreamed that he would knock when he raised his hand, but a cold voice came behind him.

"By the way, I forgot to tell you that Asakawa hates being called when he sleeps."

With these words, time completely disappeared at the end of the corridor.

Lu Qiumeng's hand was stiff and hung in the air. It was neither knocking nor not knocking.

"Sister Qiumeng, why don't we go back to eat?" Xiao Zhao opened his mouth carefully and was immediately blinded by Lu Qiumeng.

"Go back and eat by yourself!"

Put down this sentence, Lu Qiumeng left without looking back.

"Sister Qiumeng, where are you going?" Xiao Zhao followed him with breakfast.

……

The only thing that answered her was the wind brought by Lu Qiumeng's walking.

Seeing the figure of landing Qiumeng completely disappear in front of him, Xiao Zhao was completely relieved.

Just where is she going to find this ancestor when filming in the afternoon?!

Fortunately, in the afternoon, because male No. 1 Lu QianChuan was ill, female No. 1, who has many scenes with male No. 1, can naturally rest.

When Xiao Zhao knew the news, he almost burst into tears.

Holding Lu Qiumeng's clothes for the next scene, she returned to the lounge from the props group and happened to see time when she walked to the lounge corridor.

As soon as Xiao Zhao wanted to say hello, he saw what he was talking respectfully to a woman about 30.

Xiao Zhao was stunned and immediately recognized the woman with a mask and a shallow brim!

How did the great God appear here?

Xiao Zhao saw that there was no one around and hurried into a corner for fear of being seen.

"Trouble you time."

"Where, Asakawa will be happy to see you." time showed a warm smile, walked side by side with the woman, and didn't notice Xiao Zhao hiding in the corner.

They quickly crossed the corridor and came to the lounge where Lu QianChuan was located.

Just a simple knock on the door, the two went in.

"Teacher, long time no see."

When they entered the door, Lu Asakawa was sitting on the sofa watching TV.

In the crew, that's all the entertainment.

Lu QianChuan doesn't like playing games, brushing his mobile phone and microblogging.

His microblog has only two functions: first, advertising. 2、 Promote the new play.

Seeing Lu QianChuan lying on the sofa, Song Qing suddenly smiled.

"If you respectfully call me teacher, I really dare not answer."

Unexpectedly, after entering the circle for so long, he still hasn't changed much. His temperament is out of tune with the circle. He is a natural actor.

"I'm here to ask you for help this time." Song Qing sat beside Lu QianChuan and didn't mean to beat around the bush.

"You know my situation. I quit the circle and got married. As a result, people and money are empty. If I don't come back to make money, I'm afraid no one will provide for the elderly."

When she said this, she smiled as if she were talking about other people's things.

Lu QianChuan turned to look at Song Qing and didn't recognize her words.

Song Qing's withdrawal from the circle was a sensation. Many people advised her not to be so impulsive, but she withdrew from the circle to teach her husband and children for the sake of love in her heart.

I didn't expect that not long after marriage, the media photographed her husband and other young models hooking up three and four, and then it was revealed that she was separated from her husband.

Although Song Qing is an agent, her appearance is not low. It is said that she is the face of the agent. It is estimated that few people refute it.

"Say yourself so miserable?" Lu QianChuan hugged his chest with both hands and sighed, "if you want to sign me, I can..."

"I don't mean that." before Lu QianChuan finished, Song Qing interrupted him.

Signing back an artist who is already a film emperor is undoubtedly cutting off other people's wealth.

It's against the rules, at least against her own rules.

Song Qing has no other skills. She still has the ability to fall and get up.

"I really came here to ask you for help, but not to sign you." Song Qing said, taking out a few things from the black shell bag.

"These are clothes, jewelry and trinkets. I'll mail them to time later. Then..."

"You know, never gossip."

Just one look at the things on the table, Lu QianChuan immediately understood Song Qing's intention.

Song Qing suddenly paused and pursed her lips as she took something out of her bag. "Count me, please."

"You never ask people." Lu QianChuan's lips pursed slightly and his eyebrows frowned. "Who is the new person this time? Can you break such a big example?"

Lu QianChuan was curious about this man for the first time.

"When you see her, you'll know." Song Qing breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing that Lu QianChuan didn't refuse directly, she smiled.