Anyway, the broker does not need to stay in shape.
By the way, Yi Ling took the phone and took a photo directly to Yan Huan. Yan Huan raised her face. The habit of facing the camera over the years has made her show her most beautiful and natural smile. It was shocking.
"It's perfect!" Yi Ling took the phone and put it in front of his eyes. "Even P doesn't need P. My Huanhuan's pure face can also kill all the shadows now. They are all old and have their own mountains. When the newcomers come out, the Yangtze River waves will push forward, and the Huanhuan family will become mythical existence in the future."
She is very confident in Yan Huan, why, because she is her Huan Huan.
It's a pity that she put the photo on Weibo, and her family still doesn't have a fan.
But it’s okay, come to Japan for a long time. After all, Yan Huan has almost never played a faceless role. The one who really shows his face is the little golden silkworm in the legend of Xianxia, but the lukewarm of Xianxia has no protagonist. How much is red, not to mention the words Huanhuan with only a few seconds of the lens, but it doesn’t matter, as soon as the Qingqiu locks are killed, her Huanhuan Huanhuan’s face is not much.
As it happened, all the dishes came up at this time. Yi Ling threw away her mobile phone, picked up the chopsticks, and ate it in a big mouth. She ate very quickly, and she was also very casual. Of course, she was attentive. Now, she will forget everything.
In terms of Huan, she is a little bit ignorant of food, not knowing what she is thinking. She picks up the vegetables in the bowl and eats them. In the eyes hidden by her long eyelashes, there is a little shattered light.
In the next few days, Yan Huan deliberately avoided the time to go to get off work, plus the recent absence of her in the company, she does not need to audition, because she is waiting for the Jin Xian's Xian Xun's audition to start.
It is for this reason, so she basically does not go out. From the initial worry, fear, fear of encountering, fear of seeing her, now, a few days have passed, half a month has passed, her mind is so relaxed. Down.
In fact, there is no such a coincidence, right.
It was originally two people who couldn't possibly meet each other. How could they encounter them again and again, the fate gave them a rope that was tied between them, which was originally a world apart.
Even if they meet, they cannot be tied together.
And the crew of Suo Qingqiu also called, saying that the movie over there had already been killed. The all-around team wanted to celebrate. Jin Dao paid for it from his own pocket and invited everyone to dinner. The main actors of the whole crew were all gone. Of course, Yan Huan was also notified. Arrived.
Although the frequency of Hongyao in the whole drama is not high, but it is the soul character that runs through the whole drama. Jin Dao attaches great importance to this role, and to Yan Huan, that is, he pays more attention than the average supporting role. Some came over early to inform her.
"Would you like to wear this one?" Yi Ling pulled out a red skirt from the closet. This was the best clothes that Yan Huan could wear. They were just getting started, so no brand would sponsor them. In fact, Yan Huan's own clothes Good quality, some things were instilled in her little by little as a friend of Joy. She used to wear international big names in her previous life. Until now, she can only sigh and be shy in her pockets. .
"This is good," Yi Ling still feels that the clothes he picked out are good. This red one is very happy, right?
"No, it's too red, and it's too irritating." Yan Huan stuffed the clothes he held in Yiling's hands into the closet, then took out a simple pullover sweater and put it on, and then a short skirt. , A pair of black booties.