Chapter 47: Actor Strategy (47)

Fu Jingcheng had already sat up, and when he heard this, his pupils shrank sharply, and he lowered his voice restrainedly, "Baby, you may not understand very well." ”

Liu Qinghe stared at him for two seconds, deliberately lowered his voice, and said with a smile: "They are all adults, what is unclear-hmm." ”

The flames of the prairie have burned and cannot be extinguished.

……

The alarm clock rang tirelessly, trying to wake up the person who was trapped in his dream.

There was a soft 'click' sound, and one hand fumbled to turn off the alarm clock.

A few minutes later, Liu Qinghe, who had messy hair, got up from the bed, and there was a rare confusion in his eyes.

She picked up her phone slowly, looked down at the time, and at 10:36 in the morning, more than four hours had passed since the scheduled wake-up time.

"Ah...... It turns out that it is true that I can't get out of bed. ”

Liu Qinghe stayed on the bed for a while, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and went into the bathroom to wash.

I pulled out a strawberry-flavored lollipop from the refrigerator, unpacked it and stuffed it into my mouth, took my phone and a small fan, and walked out lazily towards the set.

When she arrived at the set, it happened to be the actors' rest time, she looked around but couldn't see Fu Jingcheng, and was about to send a message, when the staff next to her took the initiative to tell her.

"Miss Liu, Fu Jingcheng has gone to the bathroom."

"Okay, thanks."

"You're welcome!"

In the distance, I saw Liu Qinghe's makeup artist trotting over with an excited face, "Miss Liu!" Mr. Fu said that if you are here, let you go to dinner first! ”

"Okay, I'll eat it later."

The makeup artist didn't dare to urge her, so she could only nod and walk towards the rest area with Liu Qinghe.

Lying down on Fu Jingcheng's special chair, Liu Qinghe opened Weibo.

Seeing that the black fans scolded themselves and Fu Jingcheng all night, they sighed softly, "These people are quite strong in combat." ”

is much more powerful than Qiao Yi, a book wearer.

The makeup artist thought she was unhappy and hurriedly comforted, "They don't know the truth, and when they know the truth, they will definitely regret what they said." ”

"They won't, at most delete their comments as if nothing happened."

Makeup artists are embarrassed and don't know how to reply, because this is indeed a fact, and even if they know that they have hacked the wrong person, most of them will not apologize.

As Miss Liu said, most people will just delete the comments as if nothing happened.

Thinking that he was scolded by many people in private messages after he secretly forwarded it last night, the makeup artist felt aggrieved and angry for Liu Qinghe and Fu Jingcheng.

Obviously, the two of them are in a serious relationship, but those people who eat melons are attacked because of some black material that catches the wind and shadows, and what they say is also very difficult to hear.

Fu Jingcheng came back and saw Liu Qinghe coming, so he hurriedly walked to her side, and the first thing he said was, "Did you eat the food in the living room?" ”

"Did you leave me food?"

Fu Jingcheng looked helpless, "Stay." You go eat now. ”

Makeup Artist: "!! ”

Meal left in the living room?!!!

They were together last night?!!!

The makeup artist tried his best to restrain his screaming, and he wanted to rush outside and run a few laps right now.

Ahh!!hhhhh

It's really fun to eat Xipi up close! Sugar and dog food every day!

Sugar is real sugar, Liu Qinghe is usually in a good mood, and occasionally shares lollipops with makeup artists with good personalities.

Liu Qinghe grabbed Fu Jingcheng's hand on the armrest, poked his fingers, and lazily took out the lollipop in his mouth, "I'm not hungry now, wait for you to finish work and eat together, it's just right." ”

Fu Jingcheng held her with his backhand, and lowered his voice to coax, "There will be a while after the work, you go to eat first, and you will be so hungry that your stomach can't stand it." ”