Chapter Forty-Seven: Sending the Bell

In a courtyard of Zhonghai Film and Television Base, in an antique room, Wu Ming and Shen Miaozhu were leaning on each other to take a holiday, after lunch, the crew took a lunch break, and the women's gang led by Bai Xiayuan went out to maintain world peace, and there were only two of them in the room.

Under normal circumstances, men put their hands on women's heads, and the relationship is mostly between elders and juniors, men put their hands on women's shoulders, they may be ordinary friends, men put their hands on women's waists, they should have a close relationship with their lovers, and men put their hands on women's buttocks, which is definitely an adulterer.

Shen Miaozhu slapped Wu Ming's claws away, raised her eyebrows and said, "Don't move your hands and feet." ”

"I'll move...... Wu Ming smiled, the thief touched Shen Miaozhu's buttocks, and said provocatively: "What can you do to me?" ”

"Badass!"

The two hugged each other, unscrupulous and unscrupulous, if it weren't for the people coming and going outside the house, they might have taken off their pants.

"Myoju ......"

The sudden voice startled the two of them, and a pair of wild mandarin ducks turned their heads to look at the door, and found a handsome middle-aged guy standing at the door, Wu Ming's eyes narrowed into a line, and the handsome middle-aged guy in front of him seemed to be a very famous actor?

"Aren't you filming in the West?"

"It's done ahead of schedule."

"Who is he?" Wu Ming patted Shen Miaozhu's delicate buttocks, but he didn't react? As he spoke, he pinched two more handfuls and whispered, "Hey? Feed? ”

Shen Miaozhu didn't notice someone's salty pig hand, stared coldly at the middle-aged handsome guy, and sneered: "Are you here today to visit the class or check the post?" ”

"We haven't seen each other for half a year, originally I wanted to have a meal with you......" The handsome middle-aged man glanced at Wu Ming, snorted coldly, and sneered at each other: "It seems that you should have eaten quite full." ”

"What do you mean?"

"It's not interesting...... the handsome middle-aged guy turned around and said coolly: "I don't care what you do, but don't get into a scandal." ”

After the middle-aged handsome guy finished speaking, he left without looking back, Shen Miaozhu's pretty face was red and white, Wu Ming couldn't hold back the curiosity in his heart, and asked, "Who is he?" ”

"What do you think?"

"Wearing a top-of-the-line suit of more than 100,000 yuan, I feel like an upstart."

Shen Miaozhu said angrily: "Young Master Wu, are you qualified to say that people are nouveau riche?" Your gold watch is more expensive than all the clothes he wears combined. ”

"Anyway, I don't think he's a good person, he has a smell of Chanel No. 5, he must be a person who likes to mess with flowers......" Wu Ming didn't notice that Shen Miaozhu's face became more and more gloomy, and continued: "This kind of man must usually have a basic salary, and his wife basically doesn't need it." ”

"You're right, he's indeed a man who basically doesn't need a wife."

"How do you know?"

Shen Miaozhu gritted her teeth and said, "Because I'm the woman he basically doesn't use." ”

Wu Ming was stunned for a moment, smiled, and said, "No wonder he kept glaring at me when I touched your ass just now." ”

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Wu Ming looked at Shen Miaozhu's unusually embarrassed face, and said weakly: "Your relationship doesn't seem to be very good?" ”

"Humph!" Shen Miaozhu glanced at Wu Ming and said angrily: "If our husband and wife have a good relationship, will I sit here and let you take advantage?" ”

"Since you all have no feelings, why ......"

"Why not get divorced?" Shen Miaozhu snorted and laughed at herself: "You may not know that we are a well-known model couple in public, so we can't divorce." ”

"Why?"

Shen Miaozhu sighed and said with a wry smile: "Our acting career has begun to decline, if there is negative news such as a marriage change, our good image will be ruined, and our acting career will plummet." ”

"Your acting career has gone downhill, and people are still looking for you to play the heroine?"

Shen Miaozhu said with a little shame: "That's because I slept with you." ”

Wu Ming was puzzled and said, "What's the matter with me?" ”

"In short, you don't have to worry about my affairs, anyway, you take ......advantage of it," Shen Miaozhu pursed her lips and said aggrievedly: "Even if our affairs are revealed, it will definitely be me who will be scolded by others, and nothing will happen to you." ”

"Who said it wasn't my business?" Wu Ming said with a hippie smile: "If people sink you in a pig cage into the river, I will be heartbroken." ”

"You bastard......"

"Just kidding, don't be angry...... Wu Ming hugged Shen Miaozhu to his lap and said softly: "Your husband saw us together just now, if you go back, you won't be beaten, right?" ”

Shen Miaozhu sighed with a lonely face: "We don't care who we are now, let alone fighting, we don't even bother to fight now." ”

"I think it's a little strange that he didn't pull my neck just now......" Wu Ming asked cautiously: "I heard that dogs that can't bark like to bite people, is it really okay for him to see us together?" ”

Shen Miaozhu gloated and smiled: "I think you seem to be a little afraid of my husband?" ”

"Nonsense!" Wu Ming rolled his eyes and said, "Can I still be arrogant in front of him?" ”

"Puff ......" Shen Miaozhu couldn't help but laugh, "You men have the courage to steal food, but you don't have the courage to face it." ”

What adulterer wants to face his own husband? Fortunately, he didn't take off his pants to let the family catch him, Wu Ming showed a cautious expression, be careful from today onwards, it is too dangerous for a man who steals his wife without saying a word, this kind of person likes to splash feces and sulfuric acid the most.

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In the afternoon, there was a drizzle in the sky, the crew finished work early, and seeing that dinner time was almost up, Wu Ming invited several leading actors and directors of the crew to have dinner together, and everyone accepted it happily.

After eating, a group of people came to the KTV bar of Zhonghai Film and Television Base, and the director of the crew ordered the largest box.

As soon as she entered the box, everyone encouraged Xiaobai to drink songs, and the little girl shyly agreed, but she didn't order her own songs, and almost all singers didn't order their own songs when they entered KTV, because they were tired of singing.

Xiaobai sang an English song first, and then sang a Han song, Xiaobai, who couldn't speak Han, was very accurate in both pronunciation and pronunciation, which made Wu Ming and his fingers a little surprised.

After the professional performance, everyone began to take turns, Wu Ming held Bai Xiayuan and sat in front of the computer in the box to surf the Internet, Bai Xiayuan looked down at a big carton of milk in his hand, his eyes were full of helplessness, pregnant women are not allowed to drink, this is Wu Ming's order.

A mature beauty in her thirties sits on the lap of a man less than thirty years old and obediently drinks milk, this picture is somewhat unbearable, although it is a little embarrassing, but Bai Xiayuan's heart is sweet, she likes this feeling of being treated as a sister and pampered as a baby.

After three rounds of drinking, a trace of cunning flashed in Shen Miaozhu's eyes, she took the microphone and walked to the side of a pair of infatuated men and women, and shouted with a big tongue: "Wu Ming, it's your turn to drink songs." ”

Wu Ming replied implicitly: "I can't sing." ”

"Everyone has to sing, no one is exempt."

"I can't really sing."

"As long as you're not dumb, you can sing."

"To be honest, I sing hard."

Xiaobai took the lead and coaxed: "Sing a song, sing a song......"

"Okay!" Wu Ming reluctantly took the microphone, shook his head, and said, "You'd better plug your ears with something first." ”

Shen Miaozhu smiled stupidly: "I want to hear how ugly you sing?" ”

Before Wu Ming started singing, his fingers slipped into the bathroom first, Wu Ming ordered an old English song, he just opened his voice and sang the first sentence, everyone was shocked, damn! This man is really not modest, his singing is really so ugly.

Almost all of the people sitting here are masters who can sing and ask for money, Wu Ming is the master of singing, and he still wants your life for three thousand, Shen Miaozhu and the others are all green when they hear this, only Bai Xiayuan can still laugh and beat the beat.

In fact, Wu Ming is not too ugly to sing, but he just wants to be far worse than the professional level, although Shen Miaozhu and others are not singers, they all have certain singing skills, so they feel that Wu Ming's singing is unpleasant.

The crew will be filming tomorrow morning, and everyone didn't play too late, and they paid the bill just after the early hours of the morning.

When everyone walked out of the bar, the doorman stopped them and politely asked, "Which of you is Mr. Wu Ming?" ”

Wu Ming stood up and wondered, "I am, what's the matter?" ”

The doorman took out a delicate gift box and said respectfully, "A gentleman asked me to give you a gift. ”

"What is it?" The fingers took the gift box first, and opened it without thinking about it, Wu Ming didn't rush to stop it.

Fingers opened the gift box, which contained a delicate alarm clock, Wu Ming's face instantly became a little ugly, send the clock, this is obviously cursing people, who has such a big enmity with himself?

"Who asked you to give the gift?"

"It's a middle-aged man in a suit."

Wu Ming leaned over to Shen Miaozhu and whispered, "I think eighty percent of it was given by your husband, what do you think?" ”

Shen Miaozhu hesitated: "He doesn't look like a person who would do such a thing. ”

"You can guarantee it?"

"I ......"

"It must have been sent by your husband."

At this time, the doorman added: "By the way, it is a red-haired foreigner who asked me to give the gift. ”

"Foreigner?" Wu Ming was stunned for a moment, then quietly poked Shen Miaozhu's buttocks and asked, "How many husbands do you have?" ”

Shen Miaozhu said indignantly: "One." ”

"What are you two muttering?"

"Nothing."

If it's not a new hatred, it can only be an old hatred, a middle-aged foreigner with red hair? Who could this be? Wu Ming took a look at the alarm clock, his brows furrowed, this is just a very ordinary alarm clock, and it is difficult to find clues based on this.

Originally, everyone was very happy, but because of an unexpected gift, everyone's mood became gloomy, and on the way back, Wu Ming kept thinking about the red-haired middle-aged foreigner, and there was indeed a red-haired man in his memory.

Could it be him?