Chapter 405

The scented tea in my hand suddenly became stale.

Yuan Jun, the second male, has already stepped on the car door. Now it's too deliberate and embarrassing to take it back. After a few seconds of stiff in front of the door, he quickly changed into a less formal expression. Suddenly he took his foot back and didn't go up again. He turned to the driver next to him and said, "it seems that Miss Su hasn't changed her make-up yet, so I won't get on the car. Please help her to take this pot of scented tea."

Then he turned his head and said, "after all, the weather is too cold. I'm really sorry that Mr. Su has been in cold water for so long."

"It's OK. We all want to do the trick well. Is there anything else for Mr. Yuan later?"

"I don't have any today. How about you, Miss Su?"

"I have another one. I can go home after shooting. I'll see you tomorrow. Come on tomorrow." When Su said that he clenched his fist and made a gesture to cheer him up. The main reason was that he was stiff at the moment. It was embarrassing for the same group in the future, so she could only adjust the atmosphere as much as possible.

In fact, Yuan Jun really likes Su's style. No matter her appearance or personality, she is real and lovely, but she is more mature than those new comers. It's a pity that a beautiful woman is rare. No matter whether she is married or has anything to do with President Jing, it's impossible for her to have any relationship with him

Yuan Jun didn't dare to look into the car. After all, the one next to Su had a strong sense of existence even though he didn't say a word.

"Come on, I'll go first." With that, Yuan Jun quickly evacuated the scene.

The driver wanted to take advantage of the time when he got off the bus to have a cigarette. Before he could light the cigarette, he took the tea and took it in. Although he saw the gentleman next to Shi Su, the driver didn't know him. He nodded politely and got off the bus.

When Sue touched the glass pot of flower tea with her hand, it was still hot inside.

She turned around and took out two small cups in the cupboard of the RV. First she poured one for herself and intended to put it in the air for a while. Then when she wanted to pour the second cup, she stopped and looked up at the man beside her who really had a strong sense of existence: "would you like to have a drink, too?"

Then she bowed her head and sniffed. She joked: "I put ginger in my tea, which is specially for treating old cold legs."

Jing Jihan is not interested in her broken tea, but now she really should drink more of this kind of things. She just put down the hair dryer and said, "drink it yourself, sit down and don't move."

Before she could react, she was already sitting on the sofa by her legs with her shoulders pressed. The hot wind was blowing on her head. She wanted to get up quickly: "I'll blow it myself."

"Sit down." Jing Jihan's hand fell on her shoulder. Although her strength was not very strong, she couldn't get up smoothly. The cold voice was above her head: "when the door is opened, there is cold wind pouring in. Blow dry first."

When Su still want to get up, hard to earn, turned his head to face the hair dryer: "I know, I know, let me do it myself!"

As a result, his shoulder was once again easily carried over and pressed back on the sofa.

When Su sat on the sofa and couldn't get up, her head turned to the side, and her eyes suddenly didn't know where to put them.

The man's slender and powerful fingers shuttle between her half wet and half soft hair. Because of her frequent filming, Shi Su has never dyed her hair, and all of them are scattered, just as long as her waist.

In fact, her hair is too long for her. She wants to cut it shoulder length several times. However, the heavy feeling of wearing wig in the costume troupe has cast a shadow on her, so she prefers to keep her hair long. It's convenient for her to do modeling when filming, and she doesn't need to wear such heavy wigs.

Although Shi Su's hair is long, it's soft and thin. It dries very fast. After the wind stops, she moves away from the man and goes to the front to hold the cup and drink some flower tea.

"It's delicious. I feel warm from my throat to my stomach as soon as I swallow it." After swallowing it, she pointed to another cup of flower tea she had just poured by the way: "does Jing always really not drink a cup?"

Jing Jihan looked at the cup in her hand and said after a few seconds of silence: "since you are sincere, it's not impossible to taste it."

Seeing that he was looking at the cup she had just drunk, Su quickly held the cup and hid.

"Do you like it or not?" She held the cup to hide far away, while sipping to continue to drink, while blowing to the cup from time to time, after drinking two mouthfuls, a face of comfortable squinting eyes sigh.

Warm up! Comfortable!

After drinking half a cup, Shi Su suddenly turns his head and looks at Jing Jihan.

Then he turned back and turned his back to the man, drinking scented tea with doubts.

Why keep looking at her?

What's so good about a haircut?

Something on her face?

I'm about to be watched out of the hole.

When Su also went to the front of the dressing mirror and glanced in secretly. She didn't see anything on her face

It seems to be the same when accompanying him to the hospital for reexamination two days ago.

So what is the situation of Jing Jihan in recent days?

This is a sudden plague in winter?

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The last scene of the day was finished. It was already more than six o'clock. The day is getting shorter in Jiangshi, just after winter, and the sky is getting darker now.

When Su took off her make-up, changed her clothes and got out of the RV, because it was the studio car that picked her up today, and she didn't drive. Sister Chen had a new ad just now. The management wanted to meet her first, and she had already driven away.

On the ninth day of junior high school, he called the studio in advance and asked for a car to pick him up. As a result, Su Du had already removed her make-up and got off, but the studio's car had not arrived yet.

"Can we make it?"

"So long?"

"Now it's the rush hour in the city. When will it take to send a car out..."

On the ninth day of junior high school, he was calling the studio. After saying a few words, he suddenly put down his mobile phone: "Xiao Chen's car broke down on the way. He just called a trailer and couldn't repair it for a while. Now it's time to send other cars to pick us up. The roads in the city are blocked. Just now, I saw that the roads on the map of the mobile phone are all red, I don't think we can come so fast. Let's take a taxi from the same group. It's too far from the set. When we get to the downtown, we'll take a taxi back. "

Shi Su has no objection. The studio cars are usually on call. Normally, they can arrive at the set ahead of time, but the temporary situation and traffic jam are really force majeure.

On the ninth day of junior high school, she glanced to the side. Today, Shi Su was the last actor in the group to finish filming. Other actors had already left in their own cars.

Now some of the remaining staff and a few group performers have cars, but obviously they are not very familiar with each other.