I, Qinghuan

The reporter from Huazhong Entertainment packed up the equipment contentedly, picked up the tripod and left.Some of them cut this part of the interview. As silent as Nan Yang was in front, the words behind it exploded.This character set is really too good-for-nothing. The cold and taciturn domineering president is willing to become a victim for the sake of his little wife. Isn't this infatuated character set the most popular among those little fans?The ultimate contrast, the ultimate cuteness.

After the interview, the two people walked towards the shooting set one after the other.

Zhu Qinghuan in front of her suddenly slowed down, as if she wanted to wait for Nan Yang to come to her side.But Nan Yang saw her slow down, so he slowed down too, pacing not too far behind her.

Zhu Qinghuan was silent for a long time, then turned her head and said softly: "Don't worry, I won't take the content of the interview seriously."

Nan Yang frowned, "I'm serious."

Zhu Qinghuan was taken aback for a moment, then turned her head back quickly, and a voice came from the front in a false voice: "...don't talk nonsense."

"I'm not talking nonsense. If you want a child in the future, I will have it for you."

Nan Yang uttered the best promise in the most indifferent voice.

Zhu Qinghuan lowered her head, her nails sank into her palms, and her lips were pursed into a line.

When we arrived at the shooting site, all the personnel and equipment were in place, and we were waiting for Zhu Qinghuan alone.The makeup artist came over to touch up her makeup and helped her stand on the altar.

The sacrificial altar was built by the crew in three days, and it was a little high, in order to show the solemnity of the sacrificial offering.Surrounded by various red silk ribbons, swaying chaotically in the wind, there are also two cameras on the altar to take close-up shots.

Xia Shan was dressed as a prince and sat on a high wall far away.His scene is the background, and he contributed a stunning expression of watching the goddess dance.

Director Li Dong came over to say hello to Nan Yang, and then concentrated on shooting his shots.

Looking at the familiar ancient scene, Nan Yang sat on the fishing chair beside him and scanned all the props carefully with his eyes.In fact, the scene was done well, but there were too many cameras and high booms piled up in the venue, which destroyed these ancient elements. Otherwise, she could still immerse herself in such an environment and make memories for a while.

And Qing Huan dancing did not have the sense of appreciation as imagined.She basically has to stop for a moment when she does a movement. Each movement is disassembled and shot one by one, and the same movement is done many times. Perhaps the finished product after editing can be more amazing.

When Nan Yang was about to take out the Kindle to read for a while, he was suddenly patted on the shoulder.

She shrank her shoulders back habitually, looked up, and saw the face of a strange woman.

She was filmed by Zhao Dan, the second female actress of Shenwu, who played the role of a little maid who was placed by the queen next to the prince. In this scene without her, her scene was in the afternoon.So she didn't wear a period costume, just did her hair and makeup.

There was no other reason for her to take the initiative to contact Nan Yang, except that she took a fancy to the Mei family behind Nan Yang.Another one, Nan Yang himself is so good-looking, no matter men or women can't help but look sideways, if he can hook up, he will definitely not be at a disadvantage.Everyone in the circle knows that this kind of rich people find celebrities to marry for the sake of face or a momentary interest. After marriage, everyone still plays their own way.Especially on the side of the rich, the novelty has passed, and it is normal to keep a few little flowers in private.

"Boss Nan, hello, my name is Zhao Dan, an artist from Hengyuan Media." Zhao Dan evoked a seductive smile and reached out his hand.

Nan Yang glanced at her hand, didn't shake it, but nodded politely: "Yeah."

"Can we take a step to talk? I... have something to tell you."

Nan Yang lowered his head, looked at his Kindle, and said calmly, "Say it here."

"There are too many people here, it's not convenient."

Nan Yang raised his eyes in doubt, looked at Qing Huan who was dancing in the distance, and asked, "Is it related to her?"

Zhao Dan hesitated for a moment: "Uh... it's related..."

Nan Yang hummed, put down the Kindle, stood up, and signaled Zhao Dan to lead the way.

Zhao Dan smiled, and led Nan Yang to the corner of the city wall not far away. She knew that there was a secret place there, and usually no one was there.

Zhu Qinghuan glanced at Nan Yang's direction during the interval, and saw that the fishing chair was empty.She immediately looked around subconsciously, looking for Nan Yang's shadow.Nan Yang was easy to find, she was the only one in the audience wearing a white down jacket, so Zhu Qinghuan quickly discovered that Nan Yang was walking slowly behind Zhao Dan and disappeared at the corner of the city wall.

She immediately looked away and took a breath.

The photographer noticed that her expression was wrong, and asked considerately: "Zhu Zhu? Are you tired? Or... take a break?"

"...I'm fine." Zhu Qinghuan smiled with difficulty.

"It's all right. You must be tired if you smile so badly." The cameraman gestured to Li Dong, and Li Dong nodded and allowed the intermission.

Zhao Dan took Nan Yang to the hidden corner, looked left and right to make sure there was no one there, finally heaved a sigh of relief, raised his eyebrows presumptuously: "Boss Nan."

Nan Yang just looked at her indifferently, waiting for her to say the important point.

"I also went to the last charity dinner, you may not have noticed me, but I was very impressed with you at that time, you were walking on the red carpet, many reporters were taking photos of you, and I was also on the seat Looking at you..." Zhao Dan exchanged pleasantries while considering a sufficiently suggestive beginning.

Nan Yang listened to the unnutritious opening remarks, sighed indistinctly through his nose, and put his hand in the pocket of the down jacket.

Ok?

Why is it bulging?

She lowered her head, grabbed a handful of things in her pocket, and narrowed her eyes to look carefully.

It's... chocolate.

When she came yesterday, she didn't put chocolate in her pocket.

She suddenly remembered that in the morning, Qinghuan and Xiaoye were standing at the door together and talking in a low voice, and her down jacket was hanging on the hanger at the door.

Yes……

It was Qing Huan who stuffed it secretly.

Nan Yang couldn't help but frown.

"Boss Nan, I know you just got married. I wish you the best of luck as a newlywed. But there are some things you should understand in your heart. We all understand marriage. I just want to say that if you feel that it is not so fresh one day , you are tired, you..."

Nan Yang's attention was all on the chocolate in his hand, and he didn't listen to what Zhao Dan was saying.

She gently picked up a piece with her index finger and thumb and looked at it. It was Ettenburg liqueur chocolates imported from Anthon Bery, Denmark. There were piles of brightly colored chocolates, all of which were made into small wine bottles, very delicate and lovely.

She peeled off a golden one and put it in her mouth.Once bitten, the rich aroma of wine overflows the mouth. The sweetness of the chocolate is appropriate and the ingredients are solid. The small bottle is full of wine, and the thick fermented wine slides down the throat.The alcohol in each piece of chocolate is different, and the first one she ate was Cointreau, which was not bad.

After eating the first one, she quickly picked up the second one, and the second one was Scotch whiskey.

The third piece is Socha Gold Tequila.

The fourth piece is Canadian whiskey.

The fifth piece is Danish Silver Fox Vodka.

The sixth piece is Gaul wine.

The seventh piece is Remy Martin VSOP.

The eighth block is Jim Beam whiskey.

The ninth block is French anisette.

The tenth block is cognac.

No.11 pieces...

No more, just ten yuan.

After Nan Yang finished eating the last piece, she put her index finger into her mouth and licked off the remaining cocoa butter with the tip of her tongue.

And Zhao Dan was still chattering to herself, her face was red, her ears were red, her mouth was dry, and finally she asked the last sentence with a red neck: "So Boss Nan, do you want to?"

Nan Yang ate too much, and she didn't hold enough alcohol. This time, she mixed ten kinds of wine, which made the corners of her eyes reddened a lot.

She frowned, Zhao Dan said a lot, but she didn't listen to a word, she just felt like flies buzzing around her ears.If she hadn't drunk, she might not have been so rude, but after drinking ten kinds of wine, she said three words coldly in an extremely disgusted tone:

"You are noisy."