Drifting Towards You

When Mu Beiting did not speak, the director did not dare to stop.

Until a long time later, Mu Beiting's phone rang.

The man glanced coldly at Li Qingqing, looked down at the caller, turned and walked out of the parasol, Wen Sheng answered the phone.

Su Xiangwan slept dimly and sweated a lot.

He was not allowed to turn on the air conditioner in the room, so it was a bit stuffy.

She opened her eyes and looked around, and then she was sure that she was the only one in the room, and couldn't help worrying whether he would go back silently.

"Where have you been." Su Xiangwan said softly, because she only woke up, her voice was still sticky.

Mu Beiting said warmly: "Come out and buy some lunch."

"Then when are you coming back, I miss you so much..." Su Xiangwan softly coquettishly.

Mu Beiting's eyebrows softened: "Now, come back. Don't move when you wake up. You are not allowed to take a shower."

Su Xiangwan lay on the bed holding his mobile phone, and said dissatisfied: "Why..."

"You sweat and get cold easily and obediently." He twisted his eyebrows and exhorted.

"Then you come back quickly..." Su Xiangwan said softly.

"Great."

Mu Beiting only felt that her gentle and soft appearance was like a cat waiting to be fed, waiting for him to feed it, making his hard heart soft.

After Su Xiangwan hung up the phone, he stared at the dim ceiling for a while.

I just feel sweaty, sticky and damp, and uncomfortable.

I really want to take a bath...

I didn't wash it yesterday, so it will be stinking if it continues like this.

Su Xiangwan stared at the roof for a long time, thought about it, and finally did not move.

At first, I felt that it was not good to agree to Mu Beiting not to do it, and it was necessary for a man to come back and lose his temper.

Secondly, she was limp. Although she sweated a lot and made her feel more comfortable, she was still weak.

After hanging up the phone, Mu Beiting glanced at the director and said lightly: "It's a little better."

When the words fell, he left with Shang Wen.

After Mu Beiting left, the director repeatedly pondered what he meant.

No satisfaction, only progress.

So, if you count it this way, it means...continued?

So, after Mu Beiting left, the director continued shooting six or seven times.

It wasn't until I felt that it was almost done before I finally called to stop.

"Not bad, it was perfect this time! Both of you performed very well, that is, Qingqing is wronged. Qingqing's professionalism is worth learning from each of us." The director did not hesitate to praise.

Li Qingqing couldn't even smile at this meeting, Lao Gao with swollen cheeks.

"Okay, all go to rest for a while, and then shoot the next one."

After the director spoke, everyone dispersed.

Li Qingqing was sitting alone in the corner, holding an ice pack to apply her face, her eyes flushed.

It must be Su Xiangwan, she must have deliberately pretended to be sick and asked Mu Beiting to stand up for her, that's why she used this method to treat herself.

why.

Why do men like women like her?

Mu Beiting is, so is Ziming's brother, what is so good about her?

Li Qingqing's eyes fell on the entertainment newspaper on the table, and there was another picture of Su Xiangwan on the Piansheng newspaper.

The photo is on the day she arrived at Dongjiang Airport. Although she took the VIP channel, she was still taken a few photos by the paparazzi.

The few clothes she wore became a hot sale in an instant, and the media called them a model of dressing and praised her.

Li Qingqing stretched out his hand to tore the newspaper to pieces, her face no longer humbled.

Su Xiangwan, one day I will let you kneel at my feet!