Chapter 148: The sour thing thing in the audience is you
When she woke up, she found herself covered with a few loose pieces of clothing, and the temperature of the air conditioning in the car was pleasant, so she sat up from her seat and rubbed her sore shoulders. I leaned next to the car and lifted the curtains slightly, only to find that it was already dark.
An good heart!
She slept for hours!
She hurriedly sorted out her clothes, took out her mobile phone and saw that it was about seven o'clock in the evening. She glanced left and right to make sure that no one was there, and then quickly pulled the car door and got out of the car, at this time almost everyone's eyes were on the center of the set, and no one paid attention to her. She walked to the center of the crowd with her hands in her hands.
The headlights illuminated the scene as if it were daytime, the scene was quiet, Mo Tianci and Su Jianan stood in the middle, wearing the same clothes as in the afternoon. After the comparison of the station, I couldn't hear the two words clearly. I saw that at this time, Mo Tianci was holding Su Jian'an with both hands, and the two looked at each other affectionately, and then Su Jian'an closed her eyes with a look of anticipation, Mo Tianci slowly approached her-
You don't want to shoot a kiss scene, do you?!
An Hao felt a touch of discomfort in the bottom of his heart!
Sure enough, the actor's wife must be broad-minded, otherwise she really can't accept the woman who was entangled with her not long ago and kissed her in the blink of an eye, the point is that this woman is much more beautiful than herself! However, as soon as the thought flashed, I saw Mo Tianci stop about five centimeters away from Su Jian'an, and a few seconds later, the director called out the card.
The audience was originally like a crowd that didn't even dare to come out of the atmosphere after being clicked, and they scattered in all directions.
An Hao exhaled, and said, how could Mo Tianci shoot a kiss scene.
However, dramatically, Su Jian'an, who was originally standing still with his eyes closed, suddenly pursed his mouth and wanted to lean towards Mo Tianci's face after opening his eyes suddenly!
In an instant, An Hao's heart that had just been put down was suddenly lifted again!
Fortunately, Mo Tianci flashed quickly, and as soon as he stood up straight, he reached a height that Su Jian'an couldn't easily reach, and he turned around and left with a black face.
Su Jian'an's agent stepped forward, looking not very good, as if he was wondering how he could make such a frivolous move, but Su Jian'an looked indifferent.
An Hao was shocked, seeing that nothing happened in the end, she patted her chest and wanted to leave with Mo Tianci, but when she turned around, she received a gaze from Su Jian'an's direction. That gaze was just looking, there was no provocation or any meaning, An Hao couldn't guess Su Jian'an's intentions, it was pure coincidence.
She walked up to Mo Tianci, who was touching up his makeup.
"Awake?" Mo Tianci saw her follow like a little tail, and asked in a good mood.
Ann glanced at the staff who applied his makeup, and felt that it was not good for him to be so open-minded.
"Don't recognize? When we got married, it was their makeup. Mo Tianci saw her shrink and knew what she was thinking.
When An Hao heard this, he was stunned for a moment, looked up, and saw a woman and two men surrounding Mo Tianci smiling at her, and one of the women said: "I was in charge of your makeup at that time." ”
"I'm sorry." An Hao said sorry, she was not in a state at all that day, and the whole person followed the process said by the elders as if she was drifting around. And because of Mo Tianci's identity, the entire process that can be reduced for the wedding has been reduced, there is no church, and he simply acts directly in the hotel against the invited pastor. An glanced at the makeup artist and added seriously: "But thank you anyway." ”
She later looked back at the photos and found that she was still quite beautiful that day.
"It's okay, I felt that you weren't in a state when I put on your makeup, maybe I was too nervous." The woman said heartily.
Mo Tianci has always seemed natural, but in fact, after hearing the woman's words, he had other plans in his heart. The last wedding was too rushed to prevent exposure, so everything was arranged in the hotel, and it felt like a wedding in a cage. An Hao is a person who attaches great importance to birthdays, and presumably such a wedding must not meet her expectations.
If you can, can you give her a new wedding in the open?
But if he exposed her, he should be able to protect her, right?
In this thought, the makeup was repaired and I was ready to play again.
"I'll leave at ten o'clock." When Mo Tianci returned to the set, he turned his head and specially explained to her.
An good nod.
The three hours passed quickly, occasionally handing him what he needed, and then standing out to observe.
When ten o'clock came, the director called the card, and after Mo Tianci got in the car and changed back into his clothes, he left with her.
Hanwen sent them the address.
The car headed all the way to its destination.
got out of the car, Mo Tianci walked in front, and An Hao followed him behind.
At this time, a staff member stepped forward to stop her and politely said, "Hello Miss, are you here to attend the reception, our invitation card says that you must wear a formal dress to attend." If you have forgotten, we have spare dresses for you to choose from. ”
Stand still, and look at Mo Tianci in front of him.
"You go change your clothes, I'll wait for you inside." Mo Tianci had already stood down after hearing the voice, looking at the casual clothes on her body, he remembered her previous dress, and deliberately advised: "By the way, don't dress inappropriately." ”
After speaking, Mo Tianci took another step and went in first.
"What's indecency?" The staff asked with a smile.
"Leave him alone." An Hao glared at his back.
Twenty minutes later.
An Hao was wearing a one-shouldered white close-fitting dress, bare her left shoulder, and the scar and tattoo naturally came out. With a different style. An Hao groped to the scene, and was very lucky, although he didn't see Mo Tianci, he saw Hanwen all of a sudden.
Seeing her coming, Hanwen left the others and walked to her, looked at her left shoulder and exclaimed, "It's so beautiful." ”
"I haven't seen you for a long time, where have you been?" An Hao tugged at the hem of his skirt and ignored the praise in Chinese.
"Miss me, miss me and don't ask me out~" Hanwen spoke lightly, and his body was already dyed with a bit of alcohol.
"By the way, can ah make money?" Ann asked jumpingly.
It's a question she's wanted to ask for a long time.
The gift is given in Chinese, but others give it when they give it, but this gift in Chinese is different, and this gift lasts for a long time. It's okay to make a profit, but it's miserable to lose. And the shop rent is so expensive, and the positioning is different, there is only one lotion in it that is expensive, and it is estimated that there are not many people who buy it.
"Speaking of which, I really underestimate you women's dedication to beauty, I thought it would be a big loss, but I didn't expect to lose money or make money in a month! I think next month we should be able to make a small profit. Hanwen touched his chin, although it was none of his business to lose money, but he was still distressed when he saw his brother's wallet dripping blood.
"Whew, that's good." An Hao breathed a sigh of relief.
"Hey, isn't this Miss An?" A man came up with a wine glass in his hand, and he was so busy talking to him that he didn't care about Chinese.
Hanwen glanced at the other party, looked for Mo Tianci, and finally found Mo Tianci, who was still surrounded by a group of people even though he was standing in the corner.
He drove those people away for Mo Tianci.
"Why is this wine you bought so sour? It's too much! Mo Tianci took a sip, and then put the wine glass on the tray of a bartender next to him, with a look of disgust.
"Sour?" Hanwen asked rhetorically and took a sip, obviously there was no sour taste! I thought there was something wrong with my sense of taste, so I asked others, "Do you think the wine is sour?" ”
Others shook their heads and said it was delicious.
Hanwen turned his head and was about to argue, but he saw Mo Tianci's head turn in a certain direction, and he also followed Mo Tianci's gaze. I saw that at the high table not far away, An Hao and the man just now were still chatting, I don't know what to say, An Hao covered his mouth and laughed, his eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and the brake was moving.
And the close-fitting clothes showed her off the ground, her round left shoulder was all exposed to the air, and the fair skin and the snow-white long skirt on her body complemented each other, and they were not compared at all. It has to be a good foundation to bring it out.
Hanwen instantly understood, and then pushed Mo Tianci with his elbow: "I'm jealous all day long, I think the most sour person in the audience is you!" ”
"Get out." Mo Tianci took out a cigarette and smoked it.
Not going forward, he just looked at how long she was going to talk.
Ten minutes.
Twenty minutes.
Thirty minutes......
An Hao was still chatting with the man, the man was very funny, An Hao was drinking and laughing from time to time, and he didn't know how drunk he was. Hanwen thought that the other party might be a master of love, and the faces of the people around him were getting darker and darker, so he had to move forward and pull An Hao back.
"Why are you pulling me?" An Hao wanted to withdraw his arm, but the man just now turned out to be a die-hard fan of Mo Tianci, and said that he also had a few vests on Weibo, and he would also go up to scold the street when something happened. An Hao didn't expect the big boss to have this kind of habit, and when he met like-minded people, he was happy in his heart, and he couldn't stop it.
Forget all those who are unhappy for a while.
"Are you happy?" Hanwen deliberately teased her.
"Happy." An good nod.
"Do you want to come back next time?" Hanwen pulled her back to Mo Tianci.
"Yes." An good nod.
"Xiao An is so good." Han Wen was amused, and when he raised his hand and was about to touch her head, he was suddenly hugged into his arms by the person behind her, and saw Mo Tianci looking at him with a black face.
Hanwen stood up, feeling really disappointed.
"It's very idle, isn't it?" Mo Tianci asked Hanwen.
"Well, it's idle." An Hao thought she was asked, and she agreed in a daze: "Someone is not allowed to shoot this or that, please, what's wrong with showing his legs, he often doesn't wear clothes...... I want to work, I want to make money! ”
"Yo, it's so strict." The Chinese copied his hands.
Just as An Hao wanted to speak, her handbag shook, she took out her mobile phone from it and stuffed the bag into Mo Tianci's arms, seeing that it was a video sent by Anxin, she took it and passed it, and raised her mobile phone and Anxin video.
"Where are you?" An An, who had a somewhat similar face, asked.
"Sister, why are you wearing long sleeves when it's so hot!" The attention of the peace is on the peace of mind knitted long-sleeved shirt.
"You've been drinking?" An An frowned slightly.
"Drink a little, why are you wearing long sleeves." Ann asked unrelentingly.
"I'm cold!" Dodge with peace of mind.
"You're lying, I've seen you sweating, hehe. Take off your clothes. An Hao smirked as he spoke: "You don't have short sleeves!" ”
An Xin subconsciously covered his left arm, afraid that he would cling to the matter of long sleeves again, so he said angrily: "Hang up first, and then call me when you are sober." ”
"Sister! Hey, sister! An Hao fed a few times, but the video was still broken, An Hao stared at the phone and smirked: "It's weird, it's long sleeves every time." ”
Mo Tianci saw her body shaking, and reached out to hug her to prevent her from falling.
When his fingertips touched the scar on her left arm, the strange touch made him feel a slight strangeness in his heart, and he hugged her tighter. It was her mark, the mark of his wounds, the mark of a kind.