Chapter 421: Di Hanzhe, Your Uncle's
Looking at her expression full of tears and tears, Di Hanzhe rubbed her hair, "Don't worry, I'll help you push it until the afternoon, wait for some dinner, and then go over, it's too late." ”
Like a light suddenly shining in the darkness, listening to the man's words, Mu Mumu breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't know whether to cry or laugh.
"Is it still uncomfortable?" Mu Mumu's face was a little red when his caring words came to his ears, "What do you say, I don't have any energy at all now." ”
Even standing firm is a problem.
When she went to shoot in the afternoon, if she was still shaking her legs, it would be really embarrassing to throw home.
Clear-eyed people can't see what is going on with her.
Hearing her words, Di Hanzhe leaned down and asked her to lie down, Mu Mumu, "What are you doing?"
"Don't move, the Supreme Exclusive Press is at your service. Di Hanzhe squeezed her shoulder, and then slowly walked down.
Ten minutes later.
Mu Mumu was a lot more relaxed, and the tiredness just now faded a little.
At this moment, suddenly, her dressing gown was pulled open.
Mu Mumu's eyes widened, and she hurriedly covered it, "Di Hanzhe, what are you doing!"
"Are you sure you want to shoot an advertisement like this?" Di Hanzhe looked at her meaninglessly, his eyes swept over her neck, and the plum blossoms were dotted, which looked particularly conspicuous.
Mu Mumu's eyes widened, "What do you mean by this." ”
Di Hanzhe didn't speak, and handed her a mirror.
Looking at himself in the mirror, his neck and shoulders were red, and Mu Mu roared angrily, "Di Hanzhe, your uncle!"
"My uncle is buried in the ground. He said quietly, watching her leaning her neck, constantly changing angles and looking in the mirror, inexplicably feeling a little hot.
Mu Mumu, "How can you get it off?"
If she doesn't get rid of it, she really won't have the face to meet people in the afternoon.
She doesn't want to be on the top of tomorrow's hot search gossip news list with this.
Lose face.
Di Hanzhe frowned lightly, and the corners of his lips hooked slightly, "Aren't I helping you get rid of it?"
After speaking, he patted her hands on the nightgown, "Let go." ”
Mu Mumu, "............"
Gritting his teeth, he let go of his hands.
Di Hanzhe admired the scenery in front of him, his eyes were dark, he rolled down the Adam's apple, picked up the ointment on the table, helped her apply it, and then kneaded it repeatedly.
When he was completely smeared, the plum blossoms had almost dissipated, leaving only a few traces of the shallow ones.
Di Hanzhe was a little regretful.
It would be nice if he could keep such a beautiful view, so that he could announce to everyone that she was the one who had the master.
I sighed silently in my heart.
Di Hanzhe went to cook for her.
Remembering that she had drunk too much last night, he didn't stew the soup to make a slightly greasy meal, but simply cooked two bowls of tomato and egg noodles.
Poured it into a bowl, and dripped in a few drops of sesame oil, and suddenly the fragrance came to my nose.
Di Hanzhe walked out of the kitchen with a tray, Mu Mumu had already cleaned up, a white shirt, a black short skirt, and a full sense of professionalism.
I didn't see her dressed like this, looking at what she was wearing at the moment, his eyes deepened, and a light of unknown meaning crossed his dark eyes.
Wait for next time, that's it, try.
Smelling the fragrance of sesame oil, Mu Mumu swallowed her saliva and was hungry.
Staring straight at the tempting noodles on the tray of Dihanzhe.
Di Hanzhe chuckled lightly and put a bowl in front of her, "Eat, when you are full, you will have the strength to work." ”
That's a good thing, she's going to work when she's full, but when he says this, why does it always feel a little sour.
Mu Mumu thought about it, but she couldn't resist being hungry, and it was fleeting, so she directly threw this thought aside.
It's important to feed your stomach.