Chapter 390: I mind it very much

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In the dressing room, Xu Qiaoqiao didn't bother to remove her makeup first, but pulled Jun Muye to sit aside, her eyebrows furrowed, and she was thinking about whether to ask them to bring the medicine box when someone knocked on the door.

Xu Qiaoqiao walked over and opened the door, saw that it was Zhang Ruonan, and brought the medicine box very intimately.

"Need help?" asked Zhang Ruonan. However, she was just asking. The noble hand of Lord Jun Shao, they didn't dare to touch it.

"No, I'll do it myself. โ€

Zhang Ruonan had no objection, but said, "Then do you want Xiaoxi to come in and help you remove your makeup?"

Xiao Xi on the side heard this, and his knees trembled. Thinking of Lord Jun Shao's gloomy appearance just now, she was still a little frightened.

"Go back first, we'll be gone in a moment. Xu Qiaoqiao said. Looking at this situation, there is probably no way to continue filming.

"Good. Zhang Ruonan didn't say anything, glanced inside the door, and left with Xiaoxi.

There are few gentlemen, everything is worry-free, they are all redundant.

Xu Qiaoqiao looked down at the medicine box, sighed as if she didn't exist, then closed the door and turned back to him.

Putting down the medicine box, he pulled a stool and sat down opposite him, and then carefully took his hand, reproaching: "Why are you so careless!"

Jun Muye was silent, his eyes were heavy, and he looked at her deeply. He didn't move, and let her help him with his wounds.

Her movements were gentle and delicate, her face was lowered, her expression was extraordinarily focused, and she gently blew on his wounds from time to time, which made the anger in his eyebrows and eyes gradually melt, and his heart softened.

"I didn't like that scene. He spoke, his voice low and slightly tense.

Xu Qiaoqiao raised her eyes to look at him, and saw that his face was unhappy, which was very obvious. Where is this still the calm, introverted, high-minded, and noble president of the president, who is clearly a careful-eyed man who overturned the vinegar jar.

Xu Qiaoqiao finally understood, and raised her eyebrows to look at him, "Are you angry about this?"

He doesn't deny it.

Xu Qiao stared at him steadily, sighed helplessly, and whispered: "Jun Muye, don't be jealous." โ€

"Already eaten. He confessed openly.

Xu Qiaoqiao: "......"

Such a Jun Muye suddenly gave her an urge to spoil him, and he was willing to listen to whatever he said.

She lowered her head slightly, and took a cotton swab stained with iodine to carefully clean up the blood stains on the side, "Does it hurt?"

She glanced up at him, and he stared at her intently, with a little pain on his face. She lowered her eyes again and took the gauze and wrapped it in him.

"I'll cook for you when I get back later, okay. She said.

"Good. โ€

After Xu Qiaoqiao finished dealing with him, he got up to remove his makeup and change clothes, he sat there, staring at her figure, thinking seriously, and didn't know what he was thinking.

After a while, Xu Qiaoqiao changed her clothes and turned around, seeing that he was in a daze, she walked over, "What do you think?"

Jun Muye came back to his senses, stood up, stretched out his hand to take her into his arms, and said, "Your director is very unprofessional. โ€

Xu Qiaoqiao couldn't help but laugh when she heard him judge the director with private emotions, but she still justifiably defended the director: "Director Zhang is a good director, don't embarrass him." โ€

Jun Muye snorted coldly.

Xu Qiaoqiao looked up at him with a small face, turned sideways slightly, faced him head-on, put her hands around Jun Muye's neck, tiptoed lightly, kissed him comfortingly, and said, "I know that Director Zhang has modified my role under your instructions, and there is no scale, it is already very regular......"

He interrupted her, "There's a kiss scene." โ€

Xu Qiaoqiao smiled and said angrily: "Then where is the kiss scene!" is just a kiss on the forehead. But just touching the forehead so lightly is the finishing touch of the emotional drama between the two.

For Jun Muye, it is to be hugged by someone, he wants to chop off that person's hands, if he kisses, he will open a hundred holes in the other party's head.

"Delete. โ€

"This scene is very important. She said.

He frowned and muttered for a few seconds: "Then let the director change his stand-in." โ€

Xu Qiaoqiao couldn't cry or laugh. Please, many actors have even gone into battle in kiss scenes these years, and she just kisses her forehead and wants to use a stand-in, which is too ...... Are you living in the old feudal society?

Of course, if it was really a kiss scene with real guns, she would definitely choose to use a stand-in.

Xu Qiaoqiao knew that he couldn't see it, thought about it, and only said: "Don't come to the crew in the future." โ€

She swore she was absolutely pertinent in her advice, and there was nothing unseemly about it.

He slapped in a cold light, and his grim face looked as if she wanted red apricots out of the wall.

She pinched his arm and said angrily: "Don't be careful, you have lost your identity! You lost your temper in front of everyone just now." โ€

He snorted coldly again, disapprovingly, and did not lose his consciousness of identity at all.

Xu Qiaoqiao was afraid that he would put pressure on the director, so she had to say: "Okay, okay, I'll discuss it with the director again when I go back, I am very conscious of being Mrs. Jun." She pretended to be serious and serious.

Jun Muye was satisfied, leaned over and kissed her, and said dictatorically: "If he doesn't agree, tell me, I'll replace him." โ€

Xu Qiaoqiao looked at him with a smile in her eyes, accustomed to his domineering temperament. It's just that, the big devil, you really won't be criticized for being so arrogant?

Well, forget it, he never cared about other people's eyes anyway.

Xu Qiaoqiao thought about it, and suddenly realized something from his words, and asked: "Anyway, why should the director listen to you? You don't seem to have the right to interfere in the affairs of the crew." After a pause, she looked at him with suspicious eyes, but guessed seven or eight points in her heart, "I have heard people talk behind their backs, saying that you are an investor behind the scenes, is this a rumor?"

Jun Muye glanced at her and only said, "I have that little right." โ€

Xu Qiaoqiao's eyes widened slightly, but she quickly calmed down. "Jun Muye, are your hands stretched too long. โ€

He didn't mean to reflect at all, and said confidently: "This circle is too complicated. If he hadn't watched, those jackals, tigers and leopards would have given her unspoken rules a long time ago. Jun Dashao, not only do it yourself in life, but even the work has to be personally supervised and controlled.

So Ruonan said that he was raising her as a daughter at all. However, what's so bad about being raised as a daughter? Most people who are not cared for are forced by reality to mature and be independent.

Xu Qiaoqiao had nothing to say. He always accommodates her in small things, lets her, and in some things, he has his own principles and is very stubborn.

When they came out, the director saw them and stepped forward to care. Xu Qiaoqiao said apologetically: "I'm sorry director, I may not be able to shoot today......"

Director Zhang hurriedly waved his hand and said, "It's okay, everyone has called it a day, you performed very well today, so let's shoot it here." After that, he glanced at Jun Shao, and then respectfully sent him off: "Jun Shao go slowly." โ€

Jun Shao's posture was cold, he didn't want to look at him, he didn't want to deal with him.

Xu Qiaoqiao knew that he was still worried about the director's play, so she pulled Jun Muye away.

met Lin Xi who was waiting for the car at the door, and Xu Qiaoqiao said hello to him.

Lin Xi calmly responded: "It's hard today, go back and have a good rest." โ€

The assistant's car drove up, and Lin Xi waved at them and got into the car.

There was a familiar cold snort beside her, Xu Qiaoqiao turned her eyes to look, suddenly played, and asked, "What do you think of Lin Xi's acting?"

Jun Dashao said loftyly: "It's not good." โ€

Xu Qiaoqiao poked him with a smile, "You are so stingy." โ€

Jun Muye held her hand with a straight face, "Because it's you, I can't be generous." โ€

It's very affectionate, very domineering, and very affectionate.

Xu Qiaoqiao's face was slightly red, her smile was delicate and disgusting, and the pear vortex was deep and sweet.

Not far behind him, someone was staring at the two backs, his eyes were heavy and complicated, and there was a trace of imperceptible cold.

"Why are you stunned here, why don't you hurry up and move the props to the car. A member of the props team walked past him and urged.

The thin body moved, pressed the gray cap on the head with one hand, and walked away slowly with the props.

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I didn't feel anything when I was filming, but as soon as I got home, maybe I was relaxed, I started to be lazy, and my fatigue came up.

Xu Qiaoqiao was lying lazily on the sofa, and when she saw Jun Muye sitting down, she lifted her legs and put them on his knees.

He massaged her calves, and the natural movements were very familiar, and he usually served her a lot.

"Tired?"

"Sort of. โ€

"Then don't go to filming tomorrow. โ€

Xu Qiaoqiao's eyes opened as soon as she closed and retracted her feet, "I'll cook." โ€

He took her wrist and pulled her into his arms, "I don't like people touching you." โ€

"That's acting. โ€

"I know. "That's not going to work either.

Xu Qiaoqiao was a little speechless about his excessive possessiveness, and muttered: "Out of sight, out of mind, who let you come." โ€

This made Jun Dashao dissatisfied, and when he pressed her, there was a violent kiss, and the tip of her tongue was sucked heavily.

She was faintly soft in his arms, her beautiful eyes were half-squinted, her eyes were blurred, her face was crimson, and she was charming and seductive, so that he kissed him a few more times, and her big hand penetrated from under the hem of her clothes and stuck to the skin on her waist, hot and hot.

The burning breath sprayed behind her ear, and the low and sexy voice was a little tight, and what was said in her ear, the red at the base of her ear instantly spread to her neck.

His chest pressed against her back, and she could feel him heaving violently. In the past, when we were together, he could ask her two or three times a day, and sometimes she couldn't bear the load, and she was seriously protested, and she could be at most two days in peace. This time, it was hard for him to hold back for months, and it was difficult for him.

"Is it uncomfortable?" she asked, moving her hips to get up, causing him to snort. Grabbing her soft little hand, he reached into his own clothes......

The room was full of darkness, the temperature continued to rise, and when it reached its peak, a shrill telephone rang.

Xu Qiaoqiao heard Jun Muye's seemingly cursed words, raised her eyes, and saw his emotional handsome face, mixed with the anger of being interrupted by the phone.

Like an unfed beast, his face is full of irritability, and it is extremely dangerous.

"Do you want to answer the phone first?" Xu Qiaoqiao asked.

Jun Muye glared at her with a slight pant, gritted his teeth, and after a while, he took the mobile phone and answered it, and his tone was very, very violent and harsh: "What's the matter?"

Xu Qiaoqiao heard a few words over there, and then Jun Muye said coldly: "Let him suffer a little first!"