Wen Xing shrugged, "that's not true, but for the sake of this face, I can be his passer-by powder."
Cheng Feng's facial features are like works of art carefully carved by God. Every eyebrow and every eye is excellent.
That thin lip is cool and thin. Even if the smile is perfect and modest, it can't suppress the alienation in the bone.
Ouyang rubbed her hair intimately, with a faint smile.
Only he knows that Cheng Feng in his life is not perfect at all. He often gets up early in the morning to smoke and squats beside the bed like a monkey. But he can still use his camera to make him a prince like a monkey, either indifferent or decadent.
A lot of people say that their match is excellent, except for Ouyang Yu, no one can make Cheng Feng in any state so perfect.
Looking at those comments, Ouyang just smiles every time.
Cheng Feng steps, eyes in the two faces swept a circle, eyes across a trace of gloom.
"Big movie king, big photographer, it's time to shoot!"
At the command of the person in charge, everyone immediately entered the working mode.
Wen Xing stands aside, carefully observing Ouyang and taking photos of Cheng Feng.
She is only looking at his photography skills, but in some people's eyes, her gaze has become a "sneak eye" between lovers, especially when Ouyang explains to her, the relationship between them is even more ambiguous.
After the shooting, many people have been whispering about Ouyang Yu and Wen Xing.
They were as calm as if they had heard nothing.
Cheng Feng went to Ouyang, a pair of calm black eyes surging undercurrent.
Just as he was about to speak, the agent came over with a bright threat in his eyes.
Cheng Feng closed his eyes and said indifferently, "next month Paris magazine needs my photo as the cover. Don't be late after the itinerary is arranged."
Ouyang's heart sank to the bottom of the valley. He lowered his eyes to block the fluctuation inside.
"I see."
Maybe he shouldn't have expected something.
After shooting the location, Wen Xing browsed the film in Ouyang's computer and occasionally asked him for his opinions.
When he answered, he seemed a little absent-minded. He took a strange look at the star, but he didn't speak any more.
The next time, she followed Ouyang everywhere, learning and accumulating experience.
Ouyang occasionally agrees to the invitation of some small magazines, just to temper his skills for Wenxing. At ordinary times, Ouyang is even more generous in giving advice. It can be said that Ouyang gives everything to Wenxing, and Wenxing is grateful.
The relationship between the two is progressing rapidly, from friend to best friend of the opposite sex. However, the people around them obviously don't think so. They always feel that have you got anything to do!
Wen Xing tells LAN Cang everything about Ouyang, saying that he is innocent.
She leans on the sofa and chats with LAN Cang. Suddenly, Ouyang's information rushes in.
"Star, I remember you have a boyfriend, right?"
Smell star reply, "yes, so don't fall in love with me, you can't play."
Ouyang ignored her teasing and continued to ask, "if he and a woman go into a hotel for two hours, what do you think of them?"
Hearing the stars, he asked, "if it was you, would you think that nothing had happened to them?"
Ouyang felt that the problem was sharp and instinctively replied, "how can I believe it! Those so-called stars who cooperate with the company's publicity, it's nothing to be an AI when they enter the hotel. Anyway, no one will lose money! "
Smell star eyebrow heart a jump, seem to discover what not the matter.
Is Ouyang and Cheng Feng