"Late, late! Your make-up artist's skill is too bad! The dark circles under my eyes are not only uncovered, but also make me look like a female ghost! "

Chi Wan saw the makeup artist's angry face, shook his head and stopped talking.

This product is definitely a typical example of Zhu GUSHENG.

Speaking straight frightening, emotional intelligence low moving.

Taking into account the late tomorrow morning to fly to Bincheng, gaoze announced the end of work early.

The film is about to be finished. Now we are shooting some spare and finishing shots, which can be finished in three or four days at most. Takazawa is not in a hurry. He cuts while shooting. He has money to be willful.

The next morning, I woke up late, only to find that Wenmo got up earlier than her.

After all, it's a national conference, and there really can't be any mistakes.

"I'm going."

He gave her a kiss on the forehead and left.

After seeing Wen Mo go out, she also got up to wash and change clothes. When she went downstairs, she saw that Qing was waiting for her in the living room, so she called him to have breakfast together.

On the bus, the two headed for the airport, but on the way, they were stopped by a car.

The red Ferrari was driving ahead of Wen Qing and tried to force him to stop several times.

Wen Qing frowned and turned the steering wheel impatiently. He once again bypassed the other side and stepped on the accelerator to accelerate.

Ferrari's speed also accelerated, closely followed up.

Late through the rearview mirror to see the Ferrari license plate, suddenly raised eyebrows.

"Ah Qing, stop for a moment."

Wen Qingbo lips a sip, "sister-in-law, it's almost time for the plane to take off."

Late laugh, began to act silly, "what does it matter, sister-in-law now has plenty of money, big deal to buy the next flight ticket."

Wen Qing turned her lips and said that she was also learning to be bad. One second before the car was about to hit Ferrari, she stepped on the brake.

The next second, the door of the other side was pushed open, the petite figure came out, directly opened the door on Wen Qing's right side.

"Wen Qing!"

Wen Qing didn't look at her, looked at her and knocked on the steering wheel, "if you have something to say."

Zheng Meijia clenched her lower lip. Suddenly, she burst out with the same roar, "I won't give up!"

Anyway, in front of him, she has been marked with no face no skin label, do not believe that can not catch up with this man!

Wen Qing finally gave her a kind look, and her lips curled up in a lazy radian.

"Miss, I'm not your subordinate, so please don't disturb my work any more."

No matter what you think of me now, I will accept it! Anyway, I won't just let it go! "

She pinched her waist and roared, trying to beat the tension and the little shame in her high voice.

It doesn't matter if you can't be a couple for the time being. Anyway, all the feelings come out of sleep!

Wen Qing's eyes narrowed slightly. "Are you kidding?"

Is the grand miss of the Zheng family willing to condescend to be his bed board?

"Do you think I'm joking?" His lovely apple face is unprecedented serious, word by word.

Wen Qing's eyes drooped and paused, and finally his thin lips spat out two words.

"Boring."

With that, he drove away without hesitation, dumped Zheng Meijia's face of exhaust, and swished away.

"Asshole!"

Zheng Meijia's angry curse came. Wen Qing turned a deaf ear and stepped on the accelerator.

Late night holding the handle, pinched the eyebrow, "ah Qing, can we slow down?"

He slowed down and chose to respond with indifference to his not so calm mood.