When Ling Sheng heard this, his nervous breathing stagnated, and he looked at him: "Director Chen, do you really want to play against him?" ”

Chen Mo raised his eyebrows: "What, you don't believe in my acting skills?" ”

Ling Sheng shook his head, quietly glanced at the man on the opposite side with an elegant and gentle smile on his face, and said busily: "No, then the play, the play." ”

The scalp is faintly numb, and the third master smiles so gently, but sometimes, the gentle gaze is the most elusive, and I don't know what he is thinking.

"Professor, this is my birthday present to you." Ling Sheng turned into morning dew in seconds, hung his head slightly shyly, didn't dare to look at the man in front of him, his heart was like kicking a deer, he kept jumping, and his little face began to be slightly red visible to the naked eye.

"Put it on for me!" Chen Mo was playing, quietly paying attention to the reaction of someone next to him, and found that the air around him was sour.

Chaolu's nervous hands trembled a little and took out the scarf from the beautiful gift box, stood on tiptoe, and when he gently touched the man's shoulder, his round and beautiful fingers suddenly shrank, as if he had been electrocuted, and he was reluctant to leave, and he didn't dare to look at the man's face in the process.

Jun Shiyan was a little depressed in his heart, it was okay to watch her shoot variety shows, there were no emotional scenes, but seeing her filming emotional scenes, especially playing a couple with others, the possessiveness in his heart expanded little by little, and soon occupied his whole heart, making him want to tell her loudly immediately: Don't act, I don't like it!

But seeing the little girl devote herself to the performance she likes, she can only comfort herself, she is just acting, she is just acting, and there is nothing to be angry about.

Chen Mo lowered her eyes, looked up at Chaolu, her eyes met unexpectedly, her eyes were twinkling little stars, worship, admiration, shyness, expectation, all kinds of complex expressions were rich and touching.

"Don't move." Chen Mo looked at her gently, wanting to reach out and take off the hairball ball on her hair.

When Chaolu saw the man's hand approaching, he slowly closed his eyes, his nervous eyelashes were trembling, and there was no stiffness in the afternoon, no resistance at that time.

Chen Mo lowered his head and slowly approached, just two centimeters away from her forehead.

"Ahem!" Jun Shiyan suddenly coughed twice, and then said casually: "I heard the takeaway coming." ”

Chen Mo glanced at him with disdain, didn't he say he didn't care? Didn't you say support her? It's just a forehead kiss, look at what makes him nervous.

Ling Sheng opened his eyes and looked at him strangely: "Is there one?" I didn't hear anyone knock on the door. ”

Jun Shiyan concealed his gaffe: "Maybe I heard it wrong, I'll go over and take a look." ”

Chen Mo looked at his back, his steps were a little messy, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, Ah Yan had finally met a woman who could cure him.

He has a good eye, but why does he always feel like he has been robbed of his baby? I saw the little girl not long ago, and I liked her from the bottom of my heart, but in the blink of an eye, the little girl became another man's person.

Thinking about it, there was still a feeling of unhappiness, and he looked at Ling Sheng: "When were you together?" ”

Ling Sheng was very well-behaved: "We have been together for a long time." ”

Chen Mo's brows tightened: "What do you like about him?" I don't know anything about the amorous feelings, and I'm still older than you. ”

Besides, when they met, wasn't Ah Yan supposed to be in a wheelchair? Wheelchair and disfigured, what kind of eyes does the little girl look at men!