Chapter 744

As soon as the three South Vietnamese here finished, they went to eat. As soon as they got on the bus, they began to work.

The stars gathered tonight. Her husband specially asked the driver to drive an extended luxury car to pick her up in order to make her line up.

It's just convenient for her to use the computer to review the film and revise the map. There are also hot milk and hot stomach snacks next to her.

The man has not seen her work so hard for a long time. He frowned: "I'm still too tired with artists. Let's push it off next time."

Then he forcibly pulled her hands and warmed them in her palm: "is the heating on in the venue on this cold day?"

"Yes," morning and evening looked at him with a helpless smile, "Mr. Xi, don't you think my hands are very warm?"

When the man raised his eyebrows, he did feel that she was warm. It was completely different from going out on winter nights.

Morning and evening, it's also a little strange: "originally, as long as the temperature is lower than 15 degrees, my hands and feet are cold. It's still windy today, but when I take red carpet photos, I don't feel cold at all."

And in order to take photos more conveniently, she didn't wear gloves and hats, only a scarf.

"Are you getting back your enthusiasm for work?"

"Yes or no," he recalled carefully in the morning and evening, and then remembered, "before we set out, I drank a pot of freshly boiled fruit tea with South Vietnam. After drinking, I always feel very warm. "

"Fruit tea? Does it work? Try it back? " The man couldn't help hugging her again. He was more convinced that he didn't have the cold before.

"Well, I'll ask Nanyue later if I put anything else and learn to cook."

Morning and evening, he pushed him away: "I'm tired of talking to you again. I have to fix the picture quickly. The assistant of South Vietnam is waiting to send a microblog."

The man was mercilessly pushed away. A trace of consternation flashed on Jun's face, and then he smiled helplessly and connivantly.

He took the milk and said, "fix it while drinking."

"Well," he sighed as he took a drink in the morning and evening while repairing the picture, "I really didn't take the wrong person. I posted the picture of South Vietnam on INS tonight, which made me angry again. If I feel better, I can have a second spring."

"Huh? The second spring? " The man lowered his voice as a threat.

Morning and evening just laughed: "you don't believe it when you say it. Even the big brand of d family came to ask me for the copyright of the photos and wanted to send them to their official website."

"From the words, it still shows the meaning of wanting to continue cooperation in the future."

When the man saw that she didn't appreciate her acting, he coughed softly: "there's no shortage of money."

"I'm sure you don't lack it," he said, although he was distracted from talking to him. "But I need it. I have to spend my savings in the past two years."

"..." the man dialed the broken hair in her ear and said helplessly, "Mrs. Xi, you and me are married?"

Morning and evening, he took his hand and continued to repair the picture: "of course, I don't take any work. If I shoot South Vietnam, I must take it."

"Like her so much?"

"Yes!" Morning and evening nodded without hesitation, "I like it so much. I feel that everything is beautiful and perfect. Which photographer doesn't like such a model?"

"Moreover, we have officially made friends today."

The man hummed and turned to the microblog. He wanted to see how those people boasted about their wives, but he saw the new microblog in South Vietnam.

He smiled: "there are many people and friends, but you don't have many."

"Huh?" Morning and evening, I looked over and saw the group photo of the three people in South Vietnam. I couldn't help laughing, "it's good to have a chance to pat the three of them."

"... little fool." The man shook his head helplessly, and then said nothing. He quietly watched her repair the map.