Yan Qingsi took a deep breath, slowly stretched out her hand, and shook Yue Tingfeng's hand.

At this time, in front of the director, she couldn't mess with Yue Tingfeng, and she had to hold her opportunity by herself.

Moreover, Sister Mai can't be embarrassed.

Since Yue Tingfeng pretended not to know, there was no need for her to expose it.

Revenge, not in a hurry.

Yan Qingsi only planned to touch it and separate, but she didn't expect that as soon as her hand touched Yue Tingfeng's hand, he held it, and the grip was so tight that she couldn't pull it away if she wanted to.

Finally, when Yan Qingsi was about to get angry, Yue Tingfeng let go of his hand.

When he let go, Yue Tingfeng's fingers scraped on Yan Qingsi's palm.

Yan Qingsi only felt disgusted.

The people present, who were not smart people, could see that something was wrong between the two, but they just pretended not to know.

The producer was a chubby middle-aged man, bald, and looked a little obscene, and he said, "Has Mr. Yue eaten?" If not, sit down together? ”

Yue Tingfeng: "Okay, ......"

Yan Qing's silk teeth were about to be crushed, she wouldn't swallow that evil breath like that, she always had to find a chance to take revenge.

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, Yue Tingfeng sat on Yan Qingsi's right hand, and the two were next to each other.

After sitting down, Yan Qingsi took out a pack of wet wipes from her bag, wiped her hands slowly, wiped it very carefully, and wiped it red.

Yue Tingfeng's eyes narrowed slightly.

After a few people sat down, they quickly discussed the play, filmed and casting, and after more than half an hour, everyone was sweating, except for Yue Tingfeng who sat there and drank two sips of water, and the chopsticks didn't move at all.

Yan Qingsi saw everything in her eyes, she sneered, this heir of the Yue family would never eat in the same pot with others like this, he was dirty.

He won't eat those, fat cows, shutters, blood clots, sheep brains, everyone thinks it's delicious in the hot pot.

Yue Tingfeng's food is always the best, the beef must be Kobe's, the foie gras must be CLSACE Kansas region, black caviar, white truffle...... Everything has to be top-notch.

When Yan Qingsi first saw Yue Tingfeng, she had seen how picky he was.

In Yan Qingsi's words, I have never seen a man like this in my life.

It's a shame that the Yue family can afford to support him.

Seeing Yue Tingfeng Yan Qingsi feel sarcastic, she picked up the wine glass in front of her and drank it in one gulp, and the spicy wine flowed through her throat.

Yan Qingsi's heart turned in circles, Yue Tingfeng, a scumbag, was right in front of her, if she didn't do something, she was always uncomfortable.

Yan Qingsi put down the wine glass, turned sideways, with a smile on her face, and said, "Why doesn't Mr. Yue eat?" I haven't seen you move your chopsticks. ”

Yue Tingfeng glanced at her: "I'm not hungry." ”

Yan Qingsi said gently: "How come, even if you are not hungry, at least you have to taste it, everyone is sitting here, isn't it just eating?" If you don't move the chopsticks, it's not good, this shutter is delicious, you can taste it. ”

Yan Qingsi was very attentive to Yue Tingfeng with a pair of chopsticks, and the freshly fished out shutters were covered with a layer of red chili oil, which looked very spicy, but Yue Tingfeng was not spicy.

Yue Tingfeng's scalp was numb when he looked at the red oily belly, his fingers clenched, and he frowned at Yan Qingsi.

Yan Qingsi looked directly into his eyes, with a sneer on the corner of her lips, and her eyes were full of provocation......

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Your friend Yan Qingsi, your enemy Yue Tingfeng is online at the same time, the second game - tear!