Mr.President,Your Wife is too Overbearing!

Luo Yangyang looks at Ma Feng and looks at the bubble not far away with his left hand holding his right wrist and holding his index finger up.

"Did you hit him?" Luoyang CCTV line turns back to Ma Feng's face, frowning slightly.

"No, he pointed his finger at me, and I just waved it away." Ma Feng doesn't think that his gentle wave is a fight.

He doesn't hit people so lightly.

"I'll take it easy later." Luo Yangyang told a, makeup to half turn to go back, and suddenly turned to look at Ma Feng, "had better not hand."

Although she was out of control on the day she was kidnapped, she had a vague impression of Ma Feng's facial paralysis. He should have been in the abandoned factory that day.

“……” Ma Feng sees Luo Yang Yang to go in again, his hand that blocks tent curtain also put down.

He was just a wave of his hand just now. He didn't exert any effort. He could not do it any more.

And one more thing, he's supposed to drive in a RV tomorrow.

The suburb is at the foot of the mountain. There are many mosquitoes. Luoyangyang has to spend so long wearing a make-up. It's safer to stay in the car, so as not to be bitten by mosquitoes. The wife and slave of the boss has to settle with him.

Luo Yangyang finished makeup and changed his costume. When he was filming, another car, a red convertible, came from afar.

In winter, open the open to show off, the rapid cold wind can blow people's faces into hard stones.

Ma Feng's two eyes slightly squint, looking at the distant open top car, thinking that the driver on the car is either a fool or a fool.

"Here comes brother Heng!" At the moment, I saw a horse blowing in the distance.

Ma Feng's rare side eyes look at bubbles.

Brother Heng?

The first name that came to his mind was Feng Heng.

Sao Bao's red convertible quickly drove over, and Ma Feng saw the bubbles running past.

Ma Feng is also paying attention to the convertible. When the car is close, he can guess it is fengheng without looking at the people on the car.

As soon as Feng Heng got off the car, he saw paopaochan leaning over with a smile: "brother Heng, how can you come here today?"

"I miss you." Seal hang a stretch, pick peach blossom eye on ambiguous hook next bubble chin.

"Oh Bubble is more white than a woman's handsome face, suddenly red, shy gently pushed the next Feng Heng's arm, "Hong brother likes to make fun of bubbles."

Although Feng Heng was smiling, he was also cynical, but if you look carefully, you will find that his smile did not reach his eyes.

Close the door, Feng Heng is about to go to the side of the shooting site, peach blossom eyes suddenly sharp.

Along the suspicious line of sight to see the past, Feng Heng saw Ma Feng.

Ma Feng didn't mean to dodge, so straight and Feng Heng looked at each other.

Seeing Ma Feng in the studio, Feng Heng seems to be stunned for a moment, but the next moment seems to feel that this is nothing strange.

"Bubble, is that man from your crew? Why haven't you seen it before? " Feng Heng took down his sunglasses and pointed to Ma Feng.

"You said that facial paralysis." Along the direction of Feng Heng, paopaopao quickly saw Ma Feng, "he said he was the assistant of the central bank."

"Assistant?" Feng Heng eyebrows micro pick, the corner of the mouth of the fun smile even more.

It's hard to be a saint, but he's transferred to Luo Yangyang as an assistant.

"You don't feel like an assistant, do you?" Whizzing cold wind, bubble to seal honing direction close to a few minutes, whispered.

"Also?" Feng Heng on the other side of the eyebrow also picked up, funny looking at the bubble, "then what do you think he looks like?"

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