Hearing what he said, Ning Huan could not laugh or cry. He raised his hand and gently pulled his hand in front of him: "three little, it's late."
"I don't have to punch in. I'm not afraid."
Ning Huan is choked by him, Leng for a second: "I have lipstick on my lips."
What's wrong with Mrs. Shen's lipstick
He was upright and without any sense of shame.
Ning Huan knows that to talk low-key with such a hooligan like him is just like talking with others.
She didn't want to tell him any more. She quickly touched him in the face, then looked at him and motioned him to let go.
She uses a red lipstick today. It's a bit gorgeous.
Although only touched lightly, but still printed lipstick on Shen Shiyuan's face.
And Shen sanshao's face is very white, and the lipstick print looks very obvious.
After Ning Huan tied his tie, he went to the dresser and took out a paper towel to wipe, but he stopped him.
"Three little!"
Ning Huan is afraid of him, so obvious lipstick, he really want to take to the company?
He chuckled and took the tissue off her hand. "Shouldn't Mrs. Shen declare her sovereignty?"
She didn't want to talk to him. She turned around and took out another paper towel, and then she put her foot on his face.
Fortunately, he didn't make any more trouble with her this time. He stood there obediently and let her wipe the lipstick off her face.
Ning Huan looked at finally no trace of the face, at this time just relieved.
But she just threw the paper towel, and the people behind her almost didn't throw the paper towel at him.
"It's too obvious on the face, or will the baby print one on the lip?"
Ning Huan's cheek is no thicker than him. He looks back at him, then picks up his bag and goes out.
Shen San Shao always has to make such a fuss. When the car stops at the gate of the dance troupe, it's already more than ten past nine.
Ning Huan didn't say hello to Zhao Qingke before she came, so she didn't know she was coming today.
The dance group has a competition in a few days. Now they are practicing, and no one notices Ning Huan in front of the practice room.
Finally, Liang Xitong saw it. She called out: "Ning Huan?"
Liang Xitong's voice was very loud. As soon as she called, other people saw it.
Ning Huan nodded and looked at Wang Yao: "coach."
Wang Yao's eyes fell on her feet: "feet are ready?"
"Almost."
She didn't answer directly. Zhao Qingke said that if she didn't keep her feet well, she would not come back to the dance company.
After that, she went to change her clothes, and Wang Yao didn't ask any more.
Ning Huan doesn't have to take part in the competition, but she hasn't rehearsed for a long time, so she wants to practice with her.
This time the protagonists are Liang Xitong and Li Qingyan.
They have made a lot of progress since they came back from the United States. Liang Xitong has obviously worked hard these days.
She knew that Ning Huan's foot was not injured this time, and she couldn't play No.1.
Ning Huan's ankle is still a little painful when she takes off, but she doesn't say that Wang Yao doesn't care about her anyway.
She didn't move much for more than two months, and she felt that she was going to waste.
After less than two hours of practice, she was sweating all over.
It's time for lunch break. Wang Yao released people earlier today. They had a lot of time.
Liang Xitong is busy rehearsing these days. He met Ning Huan almost half a month ago when he returned home.
When she saw that she came back today, her first reaction was that her feet were better: "Ninghuan, your feet are better?"
Rather Huan drinking water, bolt should be: "almost, do not hurt."
"Well, you can catch up with us in the autumn race in September."
Ning Huan nodded and gave her a smile: "shall we have lunch together? Call on Li Qingyan. "
In the United States, Liang Xitong and Li Qingyan took care of her.
Ning Huan has no time to invite them to dinner after returning home. This time, he just has a chance.
The people in the dance group are not very clear about how the two people who have been fighting with each other suddenly become so good. Everyone looks at each other.
But Liang Xitong's heart is very big, and regardless of these, patted Li Qingyan's shoulder, and three people went to dinner.
With less than a week to go before the competition, the dance troupe is very tight.
Liang Xitong's pressure is also very big, when eating, Ning Huan feels it.
She thought, "I'll send you some information later, and you'll see if you have any inspiration."
A thousand readers have a thousand Hamlets.
Similarly, the definition of roles played by 1000 actors is different. Whether the role can be deeply rooted in the hearts of the people and whether it can attract the audience depends on the actors.This time the role is too classic, predecessors play too much, Liang Xitong worry about what, she naturally knows.
Hear her words, Liang Xitong Leng for a while, Zhang hand to embrace the person: "Ning Huan, how can you be so good!"
Ning Huan smiles and fills her cup.
Liang Xitong talks a lot. Basically, she's the one who's talking. A meal is very lively.
In the afternoon, Ning Huan also practiced with them, but she could feel her feet hurt, and she didn't dare to be so cruel. She took a rest at more than four o'clock.
She left ahead of time and planned to go to Shen Shiyuan's company to have dinner with him.
When going out to take a taxi, Ning Huan brushes his mobile phone, but unexpectedly, he brushes the news about Lin Minna and Shen shaoting.
She couldn't help but be stunned and suddenly remembered what Shen Shiyuan said last night.
It won't pass, Ning Huan. It won't pass.
She cancelled the order and went to the side of the road to stop a taxi.
In the past, Shen Shiyuan company was not far away. It was about ten minutes' drive.
It was only 4:30 when Ning Huan arrived, and only Lin Zhiyuan's assistant was on the floor where the president was working.
Shen Shiyuan is in a meeting. Lin Zhiyuan's assistant asks her to wait inside.
When it was more than five o'clock, the sunlight outside was a little weak.
Ning Huan has finished the news of Lin Minna and Shen shaoting, but Shen Shiyuan's meeting is still unfinished.
She was a little worried that if he did so, Shen shaoting would jump out of the wall in a hurry.
After all, Shen Shiyuan ran back to the Shen family yesterday and made a scene. Shen Dongcheng was probably very angry.
When the door was pushed open, Ning Huan subconsciously stood up: "San Shao -"
when he saw a group of people coming in, Ning Huan froze, and her steps stopped there.
Instead, Shen Shiyuan went directly to her and touched her face like no one else: "how come?"
Ning Huan is not as cheeky as he is. He raises his hand and opens it. He smiles reluctantly: "it's nothing. I'll come here after practice. You talk. I'll go to the rest room and read a book."
She said, trotting into the lounge. Shen Shiyuan looked aside for a while, then looked at a group of people standing at the door for a long time: "to make a long story short."
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