The toughest man in the NBA

Chapter 246 How is Emma prettier than me?

The theater manager prepared Wia, but Tu Man said no.

The director didn't insist either, let them try first, if it's a mule or a horse, pull it out for a walk.

Tu Man squatted down, Frieda sat back, Tu Man stood up with his arms around her waist, looked at the two dangling sky-highs in front of him, and suggested to the director:

"Why don't you take off your shoes?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and took off her shoes. The director's eyes lit up, and he said with a smile:

"Yes, yes, you don't need to wear shoes!"

The agent took Hen Tiangao away angrily, and the makeup artist came over, put powder on her feet, and put a highlighter on her feet, and this was the official start.

Tu Man let out a low voice:
"Sit tight!"

Taking big strides, Frieda flew up into the air, and before she could land on the ground with a scream, she heard a loud "boom", and the basket rack made a tooth-piercing moan...

Tu Man had learned from the past, hugged Frida, and jumped out of the basket like lightning.

The rack collapsed, and a pile of scrap iron crawled on the floor...

The director was dumbfounded and was speechless for a long time.

Tu Man complained:

"Have you ever watched the NBA, why don't you get a reinforced basket?"

The drama manager slapped his head and shouted:

"My fault, I'm going to borrow it at the Staples Center!"

The director finally came back to his senses, grabbed the director and said excitedly:

"No, no, just use this ordinary one!"

He turned to Tu Man and said:

"Dude, can you do it again? I mean destroy one more?"

Tu Man has a dark face, is this a saboteur?

"I'm fine, it's mainly her, can't bear it..."

Nodding her lips to Friedan, who was pale in color in her arms.

Frieda gritted her teeth and said stubbornly:

"I'm fine!"

The director was overjoyed and clapped his hands:

"Attention all units, let's make another one!"

Baskets were transported into the studio, and piles of scrap iron were pulled out...

The staff outside were shocked:

Is this a war movie?
The director's nose was sweating, and he kept reminding:

"Frieda, your expression is too ferocious!"

"Frieda, smile!"

"Frida..."

Until the No. 20th time, Frieda said in a crying voice:
"Director, can you rest for a while, my legs are weak..."

The director stopped the filming with unsatisfactory intentions, everyone rested, and filming will continue tomorrow.

Come over and pat Tu Man's chest:
"Dude, what a ride! I'm your fan from now on!"

He wanted to pat him on the shoulder, but couldn't reach it.

Tu Man laughed and said:

"Okay, I'll give you an autograph after the filming is over!"

Called Emma to make an appointment, but this girl didn't come, she released the slaughter pigeons for two consecutive nights, saying that she would go shopping with the heroine at night.

Where did the heroine come from, with such a big shelf?

Dare to let the mother of the funder accompany you to go shopping!

Tu Man had no choice but to return to the hotel alone, and finished washing early, with a towel wrapped around his waist.

I am going to ask Yao Ming to play black and play two sword towers.

Just as I opened my laptop, the doorbell rang.

Emma is here?

Tu Man jumped over and opened the door with a smile on his face:

"Good evening, Frieda!"

Frieda put one hand on the door frame and the other on her waist.

Long blond hair fell casually on her bare shoulders, and her skin under a bright red skirt was extremely tender and fair.

A pair of long legs made people dizzy, one leg was wearing black stockings, the other was bare, and she was stepping on a pair of black high-heeled shoes.

"Aren't you going to invite me in?"

Tu Man stepped aside, Frieda lowered her head and smiled, turned around gracefully, her bare hands slid down from the door frame, brushed against Tu Man's chest, and wrapped around the small button.

Tu Man shivered, shook the towel, and hurriedly closed the door.

Frieda sat on the bed with her hands behind her back, her two long legs, one black and one white, folded obliquely together, forming a beautiful curve.

"I'll come and see Emma, ​​is she bathing in it?"

Tu Man panted heavily, and said angrily:
"She didn't come, she went shopping with friends from the crew, do you know her very well?"

Frieda laughed:
"No, we don't know each other yet."

Tu Man poured a cup of coffee, and when he turned around, he saw Frieda kicking off one of her high heels, revealing her white and tender bare feet, her royal blue manicure gently rubbing against her other black silk ankle.

"I just came to see, how is Emma more beautiful than me?"

The towel was picked up with a jerk, Tu Man hurriedly held it down, and sat back on the sofa with his waist bowed.

"Emma is not here, you are tired and scared today, go back to sleep!"

Frieda giggled and brushed her hair:

"Then tell me, how is Emma more beautiful than me?"

Tu Man said impatiently:

"Everywhere is more beautiful than you!"

Frieda pouted, looked sad, and lowered her head.

The fingers slowly slid down from the waist, all the way to the insteps, before pressing the feet into the high heels.

Hearing Tu Man's heavy breathing, the corners of his mouth curved slightly, he turned around and bent down to tidy up the place where he sat, his legs stretched straight.

Tu Man's pupils shrank, and he hurriedly turned his head to look out the window, his throat was burning.

This goblin actually carried a string of beads!

Frieda didn't look back, she suddenly chuckled and asked:

"I also have one made of pink pearls. Do you think white looks better, or pink?"

Tu Man subconsciously said:
"White is good... well, what kind of beads, I don't know!"

Frieda straightened up, turned around and smiled like a little fox.

Stretching out his slender fingers, flicking the button lightly, Tu Man trembled, and said in a low voice:
"Why don't you go quickly?"

Frieda winked and said angrily:
"Aren't you going to send me off?"

Send a fart!
As soon as I stood up, I revealed my stuff!

Tu Man was about to push people away, but saw Frieda sway, and then sat back on the edge of the bed, frowned and said:
"I seem to have a thorn in my foot, can you help me take a look?"

Kicking off the high-heeled shoes on Heisi's leg, stretched it over with a "swish", put it on Tu Man's leg, and said doubtfully:

"Why is there a bag here?"

Put your toes together and rub them lightly.

With a hiss, Tu Man glared at her and gritted his teeth and said:
"Woman, you will regret it!"

Frieda giggled coquettishly:
"Oh, is it?"

The other foot pokes in from under the towel...

Early in the morning.

Tu Man chatted with the director for a long time, and Frieda and her agent arrived late.

She didn't seem to have slept well, with deep dark circles under her eyes, her footsteps were fluttering, and her habitual one-step walk became eleven steps.

The director was a little worried and asked:
"Frieda, what's wrong with you?"

There was a blush on Frieda's face, and she smiled awkwardly:

"It's okay, maybe I have a cold."

Hoarse voice.

It's not some cold, it's a bad cold!
The director quickly persuaded:

"If not, let's make another appointment. Anyway, there is only the final dunk shot, half a day is enough!"

Frieda shook her head and insisted on continuing to shoot.

She asked the makeup artist to apply powder and highlight, and she still looked as beautiful as an elf.

Showing off her face and smiling, she was extremely bright and charming, and there was a strong charm in her eyes.

A wave of admiration rose in the director's heart:
Young and beautiful, but still so dedicated, how could it not be successful?
(End of this chapter)