Ming Nuohan and the editor were doing the first cut of the film in the studio, and they were suddenly interrupted by Ning Wen, who rushed over: "Xiaonuo, I want to ask you for help." ”

Seeing Ning Wen in a hurry, she thought something was wrong: "What's wrong? ”

Ning Wen pulled Ming Nuohan out of the editing room: "I took over a fashion magazine, but the female model broke her foot when she walked the catwalk in high heels last night, but the printing house insisted that I deliver it tonight." ”

Ming Nuohan understood, she was short of a female model, holding her mobile phone, flipping through the photos, and pointing to the innocent girl in the photo: "Do you think she can do it?" ”

"It's too tender. Ning Wen glanced at it and showed a dissatisfied expression: "No temperament." ”

Ming Nuohan changed another photo of Ruan Wenjing: "Then can she do it? She is now in the local area, and she is very popular." ”

"Fire doesn't work, she has shot too many magazines, and people have long been used to reading them. ”

"You're asking too much, I don't have anyone left. Ming Nuohan showed her a few more, Ning Wen was not satisfied, she put the phone back in her pocket, pointed to Li Qiao at the workstation, and without thinking: "I'll leave Li Qiao alone, why don't you take it?"

This is a solution, Ning Wen had a plan: "I think you are very suitable to be a model." ”

As a model, Ming Nuohan has never tried it, but he does not exclude: "Sister, my appearance fee is very expensive." ”

Ning Wen took Ming Nuohan to the studio, and Li Qiao joined in the fun.

Lin Sen, who was sitting and resting in the studio, didn't expect that the helper Ning Wen was looking for was Ming Nuohan, he stroked his bangs and walked over: "Sister Nuohan, I miss you to death." ”

When Ning Wen took a single photo of Lin Sen, Ming Nuohan was taken to the dressing room by the makeup artist, Li Qiao looked at Ming Nuohan and nodded and praised: "No wonder Yi Zehan will take a fancy to you, your skin is too good." ”

Ming Nuohan ignored her, because in addition to her and Li Qiao, there were makeup artists at the scene, and she didn't like to talk about private matters in front of outsiders.

After putting on makeup, Lin Sen was taking a swimsuit photo, lying in a customized transparent water tank in swim trunks, Ning Wen skillfully commanded his expression and styling, Li Qiao said to Ming Nuohan: "Lin Sen's figure is much better than Li Chong's." ”

If this is considered a good figure, then what is Yi Zehan, Ming Nuohan disagreed: "This is called a good figure?"

"That's not it, my Li Chong's stomach is full of meat. ”

Since Li Qiao and Li Chong have been together, she has a mouthful of "my family" every time she mentions Li Chong's name.

After Ning Wen finished taking the last set of photos of Lin Sen, he turned around and gestured to Ming Nuohan.

When it was his turn, Minnohan took off his coat and walked over.

The mobile hanger next to it is filled with limited edition new products from major luxury sponsors.

Ning Wen asked her to change into a white shirt, instructed her to lean on the high stool behind her, and unbuttoned her: "You pull down the collar of the shirt on the side of the camera, exposing half of your shoulders." ”

After one time, Ning Wen took out a black bandeau strap and low-waisted dark blue jeans from the hanger: "Put this inside the shirt." ”

After Ming Nuohan changed her clothes, Ning Wen unbuttoned all the buttons of her shirt, revealing the suspender belt inside, the suspender belt just reached her chest, and the jeans were less than her belly button: "Turn sideways, put your hands together and hang down naturally." ”

The props that Lin Sen was shooting by the water tank in swimming trunks just now have not been removed, and Ning Wen turned out a set of black bikini swimsuits, which are simple in style, without any lace and lace, which is an ordinary basic model.

"I'm wearing this?" Ming Nuohan couldn't believe it: "Is it too late to regret it?"

"Be confident in your figure, absolutely good-looking. ”

"Always confident. Ming Nuohan looked at the bikini that she stuffed into her hand: "But Yi Zehan will kill me." ”

If she hadn't mentioned it, Ning Wen would have forgotten about this stubble and threw a bath towel to Ming Nuohan: "Then you will show a little bit?"

Lin Sen swallowed violently while watching from the side, drank a sip of mineral water to suppress the shock, and poured water into his nose.

Ming Nuohan changed into a bikini, put a bath towel on his body, and took the bath towel with his hand, Ning Wen didn't take anything for a long time: "You show a little, just expose the bikini logo, this is all the gold owner." ”

"I also have a bad boss in my family. Ming Nuohan split his hands, revealing a slit, and his chest and lower body were still tight.

From the logo on the lower edge of the jacket to three centimeters below the navel, the abdomen is flat and there is no trace of excess fat.

When the last photo was taken as the cover, Ning Wen had a pile of sand brought in and spread it on the ground, Lin Sen was wearing black swimming trunks, and Ming Nuohan was changing into a black bandeau strap and low-waisted dark blue jeans.

The upper part of Ming Nuohan's shirt was deliberately wet by Ning Wen, and it was a little transparent.

"Xiao Nuo, you can just lie flat on the ground and close your eyes, Lin Sen, you can do a plank against Ming Nuohan and look at her with your eyes open. ”

The posture looks ambiguous, but there will be no contact between the two sides, and every action Ning Wen said, Ming Nuohan simulated it in his heart.

The scale is not large, so Ming Nuohan listened to her words and lay down, Lin Sen felt that his heart was beating faster and faster, and Ning Wen kindly reminded: "You have to hold on, if you run into Ming Nuohan, it is estimated that her boyfriend will kill you." ”

In this group photo, Lin Sen was trembling, Ming Nuohan changed his clothes and looked at Ning Wen Xiutu like a nobody: "I suddenly found that I am still very sexy." ”

"Well, if other models had your skin, they could at least double their sales, but if you have a boyfriend, I can understand your conservatism. ”

"Come to my house for dinner after work. In the evening, Ming Nuohan got off work and sent a text message to Yi Zehan, and she made the dampness and kidney tonic soup taught by her aunt last time: "You taste it, tonify the kidney." ”

Yi Zehan pushed away the bowl of soup and hooked the corners of his lips: "I need to replenish my kidneys?"

"Sometimes you stay up late, and there are conch and cocoon gods in it, which can calm the mind and clear the liver and lungs. Ming Nuohan pushed back to Yi Zehan in a shy answer, picked up a spoon and scooped it up, and fed it to his mouth: "It's not easy to learn." ”

Looking at his girlfriend's hard work, Yi Zehan finally drank most of the pot, reached across the table, touched her head, and praised her: "Why are you so diligent? ”

"Those who know me are easy to be three years old. If you don't tell him now, it will be even worse if he finds out, and the name of the vinegar king is in vain: "Today Ning Wen asked me to help her as a model, took a few sets of magazine photos, and told you in advance, I am afraid that you will be angry when you see the magazine in two days." ”

Yi Zehan didn't understand why she was angry, she added: "Because I wore a bikini. ”

"You didn't wear a bikini in front of me, but you wore a bikini in front of everyone else?" Yi Zehan's dark eyes flashed and his chopsticks froze.

His reaction was quite normal, a reaction that a normal man would have, so Ming Nuohan had already thought of how to answer: "Haven't you seen it when you knelt on durian?"

"Arnold, that's different. Yi Zehan couldn't refute, put down his chopsticks, and didn't look at her: "Besides, they are not your men." ”

Seeing that Yi Zehan was jealous, Ming Nuohan had to take a break: "I haven't finished yet, there is a bath towel outside the bikini." ”

Yi Zehan glanced at her and was skeptical: "What can they see?"

Ming Nuohan stood up and gestured, put his left hand under his chest, and put his right hand near his navel, Yi Zehan looked at her aggrievedly.

After getting to know Yi Zehan, Ming Nuohan found that this man was a vinegar altar, and she blinked her eyes: "What's so nice about your belly, right, there's no meat, you see how many people outside are wearing crop tops." ”

Yi Zehan let out a sigh, and then turned his head back: "Don't take it as an example." ”

"There will be no next time. Yi Zehan picked up Ming Nuohan from the dining stool and put her hand on the sofa, and put his hand into her sweater: "They can't touch it, right, only I can touch it..."

The day the magazine was published, it happened to be Friday.

On weekends, Yi Zehan will never let Ming Nuohan go back to his home, so he will drive at the door of her company and wait for her as soon as he gets off work.

As soon as Ming Nuohan got in the car, Yi Zehan noticed the magazine in her hand.

The cover of the magazine is very conspicuous, it is a photo of her and Lin Sen, beach resort style.

"This guy looks at you affectionately. Yi Zehan looked contemptuous: "It's a pity, his figure is not good, you won't like it." ”

Ming Nuohan put the magazine in front of him, asked him to read it clearly, and killed his arrogance: "People are younger than you, little fresh meat." ”

Yi Zehan snatched the magazine and threw it to the back seat, then bent down and took out a cup of hazelnut latte from the back seat: "You don't like little fresh meat, huh?"

Ming Nuohan, who was still scolding him just now, immediately changed his face when he saw the hazelnut latte: "I don't like it, I like you." ”

The charm of food is so attractive, especially to Ming Nuohan, a veteran foodie: "Can you take me to eat hot pot? I will like you more." ”

When fishing for hot pot in the sea, a few young girls came over with notebooks, Ming Nuohan wiped his hands, thinking that the other party was looking for his autograph, but the three girls walked in front of Yi Zehan.

"Hello, are you Mr. Yi Zehan? Several of us are also students majoring in finance, and we have benefited a lot from your speech at the annual economic meeting that day, can you sign for us?"

Ming Nuohan stroked his hair, covered his face with his hands and didn't look at him, Yi Zehan snickered, took their notebooks, and signed their names one by one: "How old is it?"

The girl at the front took the lead in answering: "We are in our fourth year and currently interning at the stock exchange. ”

Yi Zehan signed and returned the pen and paper to others: "The internship unit is good, have you found a job?"

The girl shook her head: "I interviewed an investment bank, but I have to start as a teller, so I am still struggling with whether to choose venture capital or graduate school." ”

Yi Zehan replied for the girl: "What are you going to take the postgraduate entrance examination for? And why are you going to take the bank entrance examination? For the sake of hobbies, I suggest that you take the postgraduate examination, if you are for employment, you can look at the pass rate of the postgraduate entrance examination in recent years, and then decide, because the threshold of investment banking is not low." ”

The girl nodded and thanked her, and left with her notebook as she wished, and Ming Nuohan laughed: "Professor Yi is really human in front of students. ”

Yi Zehan took out a tissue and wiped the red oil on the corner of Ming Nuohan's mouth: "Then what am I like in front of you?"

Ming Nuohan supported his face with his hands and said bluntly: "A man looks like a dog, a well-dressed beast, and the vinegar king of the universe." ”

After eating hot pot, Ming Nuohan found that there was a Häagen-Dazs ice cream shop next to it, with a reddish-brown signature color match.

She put her hand on his arm and wanted to raise her leg to enter the door, but Yi Zehan stopped and pulled the whole person back from Minnuohan: "You should be almost in your menstrual period." ”

Ming Nuohan's menstrual period will be postponed by one or two days every month, and he will even forget it.

Sometimes when he went out to eat, Ming Nuohan would tell him that he had come to his aunt, and he couldn't eat this or that, basically just casually.

"My aunt won't allow it, so I'll take a bite... Small cups..."

Minnohan let go of his hand and ran in, picking out a vanilla-flavored and a strawberry-flavored ice cream.

Yi Zehan could only helplessly show his payment QR code and said the well-known advertising slogan: "If you love her, take her to Haagen-Dazs."