Hearing this, Ling Sheng's nervous breath stopped and looked at him: "director Chen, do you really want to play the drama?"

Chen Mo raises eyebrow: "why, you don't believe my acting skill?"

Ling Sheng shook his head and quietly looked at the man with an elegant and gentle smile on his face, and said, "no, that's right for the play, for the play."

The scalp is faintly numb. The third master laughs very gently. But sometimes, the gentle eyes are the most elusive. I don't know what he is thinking.

"Professor, this is my birthday present for you." Lingsheng second change morning dew, shyly slightly hang his head, dare not to look at the man in front of him, the heart is like kicking a deer, jump non-stop, small face also began to be visible to the naked eye a little bit of red.

"Put it on for me." Chen Mo plays a play and quietly pays attention to the reaction of someone nearby. He finds that the air around him is too sour.

Chaolu's nervous hands trembled. She took out the scarf from the beautiful gift box and stood on tiptoe. When she gently touched the man's shoulder, her round and beautiful fingers suddenly shrank, as if she had touched the electricity. She was reluctant to leave. She did not dare to look at the man's face in the process.

Jun Shiyan was a little depressed. He saw that she was good at shooting variety shows, but there was no emotional drama. But when he saw her shooting emotional drama, especially playing lovers with people, his inner possessiveness expanded a little bit, and soon occupied his whole heart. He wanted to tell her in a loud voice: no acting, I don't like it!

However, seeing the little girl devote herself to her favorite performance, she can only comfort herself. She is just acting, just acting, and there is nothing to be angry about.

Chen Mo droops her eyes and looks up at the morning dew. Her eyes are twinkling with little stars, adoring, admiring, shy and expecting. All kinds of complex expressions are rich and moving.

"Don't move." Chen Mo looks at her tenderly and wants to reach out to take off the ball of wool on her hair.

When Chao Lu saw that the man's hand was about to approach, she slowly closed her eyes, and her tense eyelashes were shaking. There was no stiff feeling in the afternoon and no resistance at that time.

Chen Mo bowed his head and approached slowly, just two centimeters away from her forehead.

"Cough!" Jun Shiyan suddenly coughed twice, and then said as if nothing had happened: "I heard the takeout coming."

Chen Mo looked at him scornfully. Didn't he say he didn't care? Isn't that to support her? It's just a kiss on the forehead. Look what makes him nervous.

Ling Sheng opened his eyes and looked at him strangely: "have you? I didn't hear a knock at the door

Jun Shiyan covered up his gaffe: "maybe I heard it wrong. I'll go and have a look."

Chen Mo looks at his back, and his steps are a little disordered. He can't help but sigh in his heart. Ah Yan finally meets a woman who can cure him.

He has a good eye, but why does he always have the feeling of being robbed of his baby? Not long ago, I saw a little girl. I like her from my heart. But in the twinkling of an eye, she became another man's man.

Thinking, there is a kind of uncomfortable feeling, looking at Ling Sheng: "when together?"

Ling Sheng is very good: "already together."

Chen Mo's eyebrows locked more tightly: "what do you like about him? I don't know the amorous feelings at all. I'm older than you

Besides, isn't ah Yan supposed to be in a wheelchair when they meet? Wheelchair and disfigurement, little girl, look at men what eyes!

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