One day, there was a rainstorm in the town. Zhang Yigu gave everyone a day off.

Wu Lin summoned up the courage to find an Wen.

The people in the small town are simple and unsophisticated.

They live in a hotel, which is actually a three story old building, and the door needs to be opened with a key.

Wu Lin went to the door and found that the door was not closed. Looking inside, he found that Song Jia and Jiang Shiyu were both there.

Anwen changed into a blue long skirt with suspenders and a beach cap on her head. She was posing in front of the whole body mirror.

Wu Lin looked at her shoulder and was stunned.

"Wu Lin!" Jiang Shiyu suddenly exclaimed.

Looking out of the gate of song Jiachao, he saw Wu Lin, who was standing there with his script.

An Wen turns around with a smile between her lips. Her eyes are full of peach blossom and her skin is white. Her long skirt is slightly fluttering. It is so beautiful that people can breathe.

"What can I do for you?" Ann Wen asked.

"I..." Wu Lin was suddenly shy. He stuttered and said, "I I want to meet you. "

"It's not easy to have a holiday, so don't do it and have a good night's sleep." An Wen Road.

"Anwen, are you going out dressed like this? It's raining heavily outside... " Wu Lin warned.

"I'm not going out." Anwen said with a smile: "I wear it for myself to appreciate."

"Oh." Wu Lin nodded, but he didn't understand.

Wear it for yourself!

Is that what my goddess said?

Did I hear you wrong?

Wu Lin left with a confused face. After he left, Jiang Shiyu closed the door.

Wen Wen is a goddess in this crew. She wants to help maintain her image.

An Wen continues to appreciate her beauty, and Song Jia sighs again and again.

She also thought that Anwen was enlightened and knew to keep the image of Goddess at arm's length with others. Unexpectedly, she thought too much.

Anwen was just too busy to expose before.

Every time an Wen changes a skirt, she asks Jiang Shiyu to take photos for her. Jiang Shiyu has been practicing her photography skills for years.

Song Jia watched the two people shoot and change.

Anwen likes to change her clothes. She can play this game all day.

After taking photos, she sent them to Chu Qichen. Although she was busy, she was beautiful.

"Keep a man's heart with beauty, ha ha..." An Wen said with a feigned smile that she lifted her hair in all kinds of ways

My boss's playwright constitution must not be discovered by the crew.

Jiang Shiyu shuddered with fear when her brain filled the scene of the collapse.

It's terrible!

I'm afraid to bring out a group of opera talents. After all, Anwen has too many fans.

Then I was glad that Xia Jin was not in this crew.

Anwen changed all the clothes that she brought, and only put on her pajamas again. For her who was used to being busy, the sudden leisure made her inexplicably empty and lost,.

There is no WiFi in the hotel. I don't know why the network in her room is not good. I have to transfer a picture for a while.

The game also can't play, an Wen can only take out the script to see.

Song Jia was relieved to see that she was finally quiet.

She was afraid that Anwen suddenly wanted to take pictures in the rain.

Song Jia and Jiang Shiyu put away an Wen's clothes. When they looked back, they saw that an Wen had arrived at the door.

"Wenwen, where are you going Song Jia asked.

"I'm going to find some people to accompany me. It's a waste of time not to play during the holiday!" Anwen opened the door.

"The net is not good here. You can't play games. What do you play?" Song Jia asked.

"This you don't worry, I just Baidu, I want to play werewolf kill!" An Wen Road.

Song Jia couldn't help but twitch.

Jiang Shiyu: it's over! The image of goddess can't be preserved!

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