Luo Yang looked at Ma Feng and looked not far away at the bubbles with his left hand holding his right wrist and holding his index finger high.
"Did you hit him?" Luoyang CCTV line turned back to Ma Feng's face with a slight frown.
"No, he pointed at me and I just waved it away." Ma Feng didn't think his gentle wave was a blow.
He doesn't hit people so lightly.
"Take it easy later." Luo Yangyang told him that when he turned back to walk halfway through his makeup, he suddenly turned his head and looked at Ma Feng, "you'd better not do it."
She was a little out of control that day. Although she was kidnapped by the factory, she had a faint impression that she was abandoned that day.
"..." when Ma Feng saw Luo Yangyang re entering, his hand blocking the tent curtain was also put down.
He just really just waved it casually. He didn't contribute. No matter how light it is, he really can't do it.
One more thing, he should drive an RV tomorrow.
This suburb is at the foot of the mountain again. There are many mosquitoes. It will take so long for Luoyang to put on a make-up. It's safer to stay in the car so as not to be bitten by mosquitoes. The wife slave of the big boss has to settle with him.
When Luo Yangyang finished making up and changed into costumes, another car came in the distance, a red convertible with a lot of fuss.
In winter, people show off in an open top. The cold wind in the rapid wind can blow people's faces into hard stones.
Ma Feng's eyes narrowed slightly and looked at the cabriolet in the distance, thinking that the driver on the car was either a fool or a fool.
"Brother Heng is coming!" Bubble stood not far from Ma Feng. When he saw the convertible car coming from La Feng, he was surprised.
Ma Feng's rare side eyes looked at the bubbles.
Brother Heng?
The first name that floated in his mind was Feng Heng.
Sao Bao's red convertible soon drove over, and Ma Feng saw bubbles running past.
Ma Feng is also paying attention to the convertible. When the car comes near, he can guess it's fengheng without looking at the people on the car.
As soon as Feng Heng got off the bus, he saw paopaocan leaning over with a smile: "brother Heng, why are you free today?"
"I miss you." As soon as Feng Heng stretched out, he picked his peach blossom eyes and vaguely hooked his bubble chin.
"Oh!" Bubble is whiter than a woman's handsome face. It turns red all of a sudden. Coyly, he nudges xiafengheng's arm. "Brother Heng likes to joke with bubbles."
Although Feng Heng was laughing and his face was cynical, if he looked carefully, he would find that his smile didn't reach his eyes at all.
Close the door and Feng Heng is about to go to one side of the shooting site when taohuayan suddenly Slams.
Looking along the suspicious line of sight, Feng Heng saw Ma Feng.
Ma Feng didn't mean to dodge, so he looked straight at Feng Heng.
Seeing Ma Feng on the set, Feng Heng seemed stunned for a moment, but the next moment seemed to think it was nothing strange.
"Bubble, is that your crew? Why haven't you seen him before?" Feng Heng took down his sunglasses, and the sunglasses in his hand pointed to Ma Feng.
"You said that facial paralysis." Following Feng Heng's direction, the bubble soon saw Ma Feng, "he said he was the assistant of the central government."
"Assistant?" Feng Heng's eyebrows were slightly raised, and the playfulness and laughter in the corners of his mouth became even more serious.
Canonization is enough to cost money. Would it be too condescending to transfer this man to Luo Yangyang as an assistant.
"You don't feel like an assistant, do you?" In the chilly wind, the bubble approached the sealing direction for a few minutes and whispered.
"Also?" Feng Heng also raised his eyebrows on the other side and looked at the bubble funny, "what do you think he looks like?"