Seeing that Liu Qinghe and Fu Jingcheng didn't react, Qiao Yi could only endure the embarrassment and cheer himself on, "Although I participated in the production, I don't want to play one of the roles directly for this reason." ”

"So I'll still go to the audition, but if you want to invest, I can help you introduce."

"Okay, you can introduce me to you."

Fu Jingcheng tapped his fingers lightly on the table, turned his head to look at Liu Qinghe who was smiling and groaning, and suddenly had an urge to carry her away with a sack.

Of course, this idea could not be implemented, so he could only lean his head to the side, "Don't laugh." ”

Liu Qinghe smiled and scratched Fu Jingcheng's palm again.

After eating this not particularly pleasant lunch, Liu Qinghe successfully got the screenwriter's contact information.

As long as she thought that Qiao Yi couldn't wait to push the screenwriter's contact information to her, she couldn't help but be happy.

Although the opponent is too scummy, it is very unfulfilling, but if the opponents in the mission world are like this in the future, it will be really easy to trouble.

walked all the way back to the nanny car, and was provoked by Qiao Yi in various ways, both openly and secretly, Fu Jingcheng, who endured it for a noon, pulled Liu Qinghe, who was chatting with the screenwriter, into his arms.

Raised his hand and pinched her phone and put it on the table, with a serious face, "What else did you talk about last night?" ”

Liu Qinghe relaxed and handed over all the weight of his body to Fu Jingcheng, and raised his hand to take the phone back, "I didn't chat, I gave you all the chat records in the morning - I've seen it." ”

Before the words were finished, the mobile phone was taken away again, Liu Qinghe smiled and raised his hand on Fu Jingcheng's shoulder.

Smiled and asked, "Not happy?" ”

"Not happy."

The smile on her face deepened, "So what to do?" I'm really going to invest in this movie, and you might be going to play a role. ”

Fu Jingcheng thought that she might have decided to invest in movies because she trusted Qiao Yi, and her eyes sank again and again.

"Why do you have to invest in Qiao Yi's films?"

Liu Qinghe raised his head and painted Fu Jingcheng's handsome face with his eyes, and said absentmindedly: "The book is really good." ”

"You-"

Fu Jingcheng suddenly tightened the hand holding her, and licked the durian flavor.

Lollipops and durian-flavored?

The thought didn't stay in his mind for long, and he sat down in his chair with the force of the push, unable to distract himself from anything else.

The paparazzi who chased to the garage couldn't take photos of the interior of the car, so they could only take a few photos outside, silently squatting in the distance and continuing to wait.

This month's performance is based on the photos taken today!

If you can shoot something more exciting, you don't have to worry about it next month!

The temperature in the car heated up rapidly, and the air conditioner was turned on, but it was too hot.

Liu Qinghe gently grabbed Fu Jingcheng's hair and stepped back, "Go back to the crew." ”

Only then did Fu Jingcheng tear off her head rope, and her waist-length long hair fell out, and it felt like fine silk.

Fu Jingcheng couldn't put it down, running her hair.

didn't let go of her, Junmian approached again, and his voice was hoarse, "Baby, durian is delicious, let me eat some more." ”

Liu Qinghe's hand grabbing his hair was slightly forced, preventing him from approaching, "Go back to the crew first, I still have to take a good look at the new movie." ”

"No return."

Liu Qinghe was strangled by his tightened arm, so he reached out and touched a lollipop, quickly tore open the package and stuffed it into Fu Jingcheng's mouth.

In his slightly shocked and aggrieved eyes, he couldn't help but smile: "Durian-flavored, if you like it, it's fine." ”

After that, he patted Fu Jingcheng's hand, "Let go, don't go and wait for the paparazzi to stick to the car door to shoot." ”

Fu Jingcheng's first reaction was to cover Liu Qinghe's face, and the next second he remembered that he couldn't see the inside of the car outside, so he put down his hand again.

He compared her face with the palm of his hand, "It's about the size of my palm." ”