Chapter 1582

The palace maid was shocked by Xia Yu's words. She looked at her in amazement and was in a hurry: "Why are you so unruly?"

"Who has no rules? Just you old-fashioned conformists." Xia Yu frowned: "I would agree to serve a husband together. I'm really curious how your brain grows?"

The little maids beside Xia Yu turned pale with fear. They quickly stretched out their hands and pulled the corners of Xia Yu's clothes and said stumbling: "Xia Da, promise, this is expensive, your imperial concubine."

"What are you afraid of?" Xia Yu said simply: "can she eat you?"

The girl who closed her eyes and pretended to sleep on the soft couch finally opened her eyes. She looked sleepy. The feeling of laziness was a little heavier. Her white fingers supported her forehead and half narrowed her eyes; "I said, Xia promised..."

meanwhile,

On the side of the crew entrance,

A silver low luxury sports car drifted and stopped there neatly.

When the window is half open, you can see the young man's clean and well-defined side face.

Qin Yiche took the steering wheel with one hand. The Danfeng eyes under the sunglasses narrowed slightly, looked at the crew in front of him, and tutted.

After thinking about it, the boy pushed the door open, got off, closed the door and entered the crew.

All actions are done at one go, like flowing water.

Standing in the bright golden sun, the tall boy has a straight back, like a beautiful bamboo, like a beautiful boy coming out of a cartoon. His aura is like a cold star shining, arrogant and arrogant.

Director Wang's eyes focused on the scene taken in front of the camera. Suddenly he heard a sound of footsteps. He looked aside and saw a tall and handsome young man.

Director Wang was so frightened that the props in his hand trembled and fell directly.

The brain was confused for a moment.

The little ancestor came to the crew?

Make trouble or be a demon?

"Why, can't you come?" the boy in front raised his eyes, glanced at him coldly, and his voice was shallow.

"No, no, no, of course you can come." director Wang looked at the master in front of him and quickly found a position for Qin Yiche to do.

The boy put his hand in his pocket and walked slowly. His bony and slender fingers slowly took out the disinfectant and sprayed it on the seat.

Director Wang has no choice but to help his forehead. This little ancestor's cleanliness habit is really unique. How can anyone carry disinfectant with him all day?!

The boy was wearing a dark shirt and black trousers, with a cool and neat handsome meaning, and the purple earrings on his ears flickered slightly.

With a duck tongue hat, the pure black brim cast a shadow on the boy's exquisite and beautiful facial features, mixed with a trace of coldness in laziness.

The facial features are three-dimensional and profound, with a sharp sense of extreme beauty. They are young, frivolous and careless. Temperament is like a cold sword out of its sheath. It is sharp and exposed without any concealment.

He leaned lazily there, with slender legs, unbridled straightening, and white ankles loosely overlapping.

His eyes fell on the picture in front of the camera. The boy narrowed his piercing and wild Danfeng eyes, took off his sunglasses with one hand and threw them to the people behind him. His vision was clearer and brighter. He could see the figure in purple.

The boy's beautiful pupils stared at dye white without blinking, and his thin lips aroused a ruffian smile in a good mood.

Seeing the young master Qin, he stopped talking. Director Wang couldn't figure out what Qin Yiche wanted to do. He was a little nervous at the bottom of his heart and could only continue to look at the camera.

Dyed white glanced at the lazy young man beside the camera. With a smile on his lips, he continued to say.