The vengeful tyrant always spoils me [entertainment circle]

Although Han Bingxin had already advanced Meng Jingyan's scenes as much as possible, after all the scenes were filmed, and it had been more than a month, Meng Jingyan's stomach was showing a little bit.It's just that the normal clothes and filming clothes are fairly loose, and his figure is thin, and there is no special movement that can't be seen at all.

Today's scene is Yu Liangchen's assassination of a Japanese officer.

This scene was sung from "Farewell My Concubine". Meng Jingyan was wearing a golden fish-scale suit, and her lotus steps were moving lightly. The Japanese samurai sword looks a little out of harmony when dancing.

The Japanese military officer played by Li Ji has a neat short beard, sitting upright in front of the short table, and is gently beating the time with his knuckles following the rhythm of the luthier next to him.

Yu Liangchen's voice was like a handful of clear glass jade, only a little white lower teeth were slightly exposed between the dignified red lips:

"Persuade the king to drink wine and listen to Yu's songs,

Xie Jun is sad and dancing.

Win Qin Wudao and break the country,

The hero fights in all directions. "

Hearing this sentence, Yu Liangchen suddenly interrupted Yu Liangchen in blunt Chinese: "Yu Sang, I'm in Tokyo, and I've heard this scene many times. At that time, I wanted to ask, who is the 'hero' in the play?" Overlord of Molu, or the one who breaks the country and wins Qin?" After finishing speaking, he lowered his voice again: "There are only you and me here, if you tell the truth, I will let you go."

Yu Liangchen just laughed and said nothing, and continued to sing the trick:

"The ancients used to say don't lie to me,

In a moment of success or failure,

Drink with peace of mind and sit under the precious tent. "

He slid past the officer with a sword flower in his hand. The officer laughed and picked up a glass of sake, but his eyes never moved away from Yu Ji's side: "Peking opera, amazing. The name is "Farewell My Concubine", there is no overlord But it’s also pretty. Boss Yu thinks that a samurai sword is sharper than a Japanese sword?”

As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Liangchen twisted his body away from his side, before the smile on the officer's face faded away, a little bit of the lacquered screen that Hongmei had bullied.

The sound of the zither continued, and Yu Ji was still dancing, but the two knives were already stained with blood, and red marks were splashed on the ground, which were twisted into red clouds by Yu Ji's five-color embroidered shoes.

When it was almost the last shot of lowering the waist, Han Bingxin called out: "Get ready, change the substitute."

Most people are still immersed in Yu Ji's dancing posture: "Wow, it's just that the action teacher gave training guidance for a period of time during filming. Teacher Meng really dances really well."

"Teacher Meng is really serious. Recently, I have often seen Mr. Nie accompany him to practice this scene in the practice room."

"Oh yes, I also heard that Mr. Nie specially invited Teacher Li Yimei to give him individual guidance."

"Li Yimei? The head of the Drama Troupe?"

"Wow... The overlord's husband is really different, we are different."

Li Ji snorted lightly: "If you're really dedicated, how come you can't do it yourself?"

Wei Wen, however, was different from the cowardice he was at the beginning of filming. Hearing Li Ji talking about Meng Jingyan again, he couldn't help saying in a choked voice: "It's not something everyone can do."

Han Bingxin saw the quarrel between the two sides, frowned and shouted: "Why are you arguing! Li Ji, you are dead and you can't stop!"

Li Ji blushed and lay quietly on the ground pretending to be a dead body, but secretly hated Meng Jingyan in his heart.

After the whole scene was filmed, Li Ji quietly followed Meng Jingyan to the dressing room.He wanted to see how Meng Jingyan couldn't get down!

Meng Jingyan has a slender figure, the complicated fish-scale suit is undone, and under the snow-white tunic is a swaying wide pleat, looking from behind, the narrow waist stands on the back.Even Li Ji had to admit that it was a good scene.

It's a pity that Meng Jingyan kept her back to the door. Apart from being too beautiful, she couldn't see why. Li Ji was a little anxious, and was about to open the door a little wider, when a cold voice came from behind him: "It looks good. ?"

Meng Jingyan was also taken aback, and turned around with her clothes in her arms, seeing that Li Ji was almost completely covered by Nie Huanlin's shadow, and stammered to explain: "I'm also here to change clothes, even if you ...If you have money, you can't dominate the locker room!"

Nie Huanlin sneered: "The door is open, come in by yourself." After speaking, he raised his foot and walked towards Meng Jingyan.

Meng Jingyan looked at Li Ji standing at the door of the dressing room with a pale face, as if blocked by some barrier, unable to take a step in, and finally walked away cursing.

Watching Li Ji leave, Nie Huanlin finally calmed down. He stretched out his hand to support the inconspicuous bump in front of Meng Jingyan's body and rubbed it lightly: "Is baby tired?"

Meng Jingyan was still wearing a long skirt, and could not help but shrink into his arms when he touched it, the skirt rustled: "I want to go home."

Nie Huanlin held him in his arms, untied the tie of his skirt, and changed his clothes one by one.

The shirt was peeled off, and Nie Huanlin saw a few obvious strangle marks on his stomach, and his face showed displeasure. He put his shirt on and asked, "Why is it so tight? Doesn't it mean that you can't see it when you put on outer clothes?" Are you out yet?"

Meng Jingyan felt a little guilty, her voice was very low: "Of course the audience can't tell, but the actors are so close, so it's easy to be spotted..."

Nie Huanlin didn't care about criticizing him, rubbed those red marks distressedly, and sighed: "Is it uncomfortable?"

It is unavoidable for normal people to feel uncomfortable if they are strangled for a while, let alone Meng Jingyan is pregnant with a child.He was also quite aggrieved, and he was afraid that Nie Huanlin would still criticize him, so he said with a bit of coquettishness: "It's a little bit, just rub it."

Seeing him like this, Nie Huanlin couldn't bear to scold him, let alone beat him. He just held him in his arms and rubbed his stomach as he wanted, and asked him, "Is there any more drama like this in the future?"

Meng Jingyan nodded: "It's a few short shots, but we still need to change costumes."

Nie Huanlin rubbed him for a while, and people came into the locker room one after another. They had seen Nie Huanlin holding Meng Jingyan before more or less. .

I was delayed on the set for a while, and it was a little late when I got home.

Since entering the house, Meng Jingyan has been clinging to Nie Huanlin and screaming hungry.

Nie Huanlin knew that his appetite was not that good at all, but he was still afraid that he would be angry with him because of the tight lace of his skirt, so he put his arms around him and led him into the kitchen.

A stew pot was sitting on the gas stove in the kitchen, and the small opening of the lid was slowly emitting white smoke, bringing out the warm frankincense.

Nie Huanlin took off the pot with heat-resistant gloves, and when he lifted the lid, he saw a small, round bowl in the middle of the stew pot.

Nie Huanlin brought out the bowl, the milk in it was frozen, trembling with his movements, it was really cute.

Meng Jingyan cheered with a little flattery: "What is this? It looks delicious!"

Nie Huanlin teased him: "It can be something good, red bean double skin milk."

Meng Jingyan obviously felt that as long as it was made by Nie Huanlin, double-skin milk is also a delicacy, holding the tray dearly, raised a pair of big watery eyes and asked him: "Do you want to dry it?"

Nie Huanlin looked into those sparkling eyes, and he was not willing to give him any face. He deeply felt that he could no longer control him, so he couldn't help sighing: "Don't let it hang out, eat it while it's hot."

Meng Jingyan happily sat at the dining table, sipping the "red bean double-skin milk" stewed by Nie Huanlin for him.

Nie Huanlin came over, picked him up, sat down by himself, and asked him, "Is it delicious?"

Meng Jingyan took a spoonful and fed it to his mouth, Nie Huanlin shook his head: "You eat it yourself." Then he gently rubbed his stomach according to the technique Han Bingxin taught him.

Meng Jingyan's mouth was filled with the sweet fragrance of milk, and Nie Huanlin's stomach was properly protected, and she felt really happy in her heart.

Halfway through eating, Meng Jingyan finally ate the red beans.After he was pregnant, his sense of taste became sharper. He only felt that there was a very light fishy and salty taste between the sweet and the sweet, and the taste became sticky and rich.

It's not that it's not delicious, but it's impossible for the taste to be stewed with red beans and milk. He's heard of that stuff, but he can't believe it.

Meng Jingyan took another bite, savored it carefully, and finally asked Nie Huanlin hesitantly: "Brother, you don't have money here, do you?"

If there is, he suspects that this thing was traded for land again.The top-quality money cockroach is seen once in a hundred years, and it is regarded as a collectible. Meng Jingyan never thought that someone would actually eat it.

Nie Huanlin was obviously not worried about the same problem as him: "What? Didn't the smell get rid of it? If we don't like it, we won't eat it. It doesn't matter if it's poured."

Meng Jingyan glanced at him blankly: "No, it's delicious, how can the taste of the land be bad?"

Nie Huanlin smiled: "It's not for land, it's for money. You can eat it with peace of mind."

Meng Jingyan's head was as big as a bucket: "Is this the point? Is your Chinese teacher still alive? God's horse red bean double skin milk!"

Nie Huanlin rubbed his belly and coaxed him: "I'm just afraid that you will be burdened, but this money is really nothing. It's just a piece of fish gelatin. I don't know if it is really as magical as the legend, I just think it's too hard for you to film while pregnant, and I hope you will feel better."

Meng Jingyan is not unhappy because of this kind of thing, but he thinks that Nie Huanlin spends money is really worthless. He is afraid that if others say that it is good for pregnant women, a pot of pork stewed vermicelli will cost Nie Huanlin 1 yuan. I can buy it back for him.

Nie Huanlin accompanied Meng Jingyan to finish eating, and took others to watch the documentary on the sofa.

Countless magical creatures swim quietly in the quiet ocean, and the beautiful coral reefs nourish millions of creatures.

Meng Jingyan was too tired during the day, after watching for a while, she snuggled into Nie Huanlin's arms and fell asleep.

Nie Huanlin turned off the TV, and carried him softly into the bedroom.Although his movements were already very light, Meng Jingyan still woke up a little, grabbed Nie Huanlin's pajamas and snorted twice reliantly.

Nie Huanlin didn't dare to put him down immediately, he just held him in his arms and patted him carefully.

When being hugged, Meng Jingyan's bulging belly will be more obvious.

Nie Huanlin looked at the gentle arc with distress, remembering the strangle marks he saw in the dressing room, and hugged him even tighter.

He thought for a while, turned on the phone camera with one hand, focused in the soft light, and pressed the shutter.

Two minutes later, on Weibo, "Yunxiu Nie Huanlin" posted a photo: a soft roundness was covered by a hand with sharp joints. The light was not very good, but the hand on that hand The wedding ring obviously belonged to Nie Huanlin himself.

The accompanying text is still concise and concise: "Baby and little baby."

作者有话要说：感谢在2019-11-3022：55：00～2019-12-0122：01：38期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦～

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 6 bottles of meat wrapped in green peppers;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!