Xiao Ye shook his head and quietly pointed to the man who was seriously peeling coconut milk under the sun umbrella. He said in a quiet voice: "on the neck of the third master."

Ling Sheng looked at it and saw it at a glance.

A man in a white T-shirt, black beach pants, sunglasses, sitting on the beach chair, like a young man in his prime.

He is peeling coconut, with his action, the purple shells around his neck are also shaking, very dazzling.

Ling Sheng holding a large coconut, while drinking coconut milk, the man limped toward the trot past.

After she hurt her foot, she took a day off and started shooting normally. The crew adjusted the underwater scenes to the last, shooting the water parts to ensure that her feet would not get water and inflamed.

Jun Shiyan took off his sunglasses, looked up at her, pulled her to his side and sat down, picked up a cool towel and gently wiped the sweat on her forehead and temples. Her voice was sexy and deep: "how many more?"

He was really afraid. His little girl had two accidents in shooting this advertisement. In order to prevent her from happening again, he decided to follow the group. He always accompanied her and stared at her.

"Two." Ling Sheng took a sip of coconut milk, put the coconut on the table, then reached out his index finger and touched the purple shell. He asked, "what's going on with this?"

He wore a purple shell, conspicuous not to say, very naive and strange have wood, now society, where will wear the shell on the neck as a decoration.

"Good looking?" Jun Shiyan asked with a smile, very proud: "I find someone to process, after I wear it with me."

Ling Sheng couldn't laugh or cry, and coughed: "Third Master, purple shells look good, but you wear them like this, it's very strange."

Jun Shiyan: "I don't care. I like it."

For the first time, Ling Sheng saw his self willed appearance. He was like a troubled child. He couldn't help but burst out with a laugh: "look at it. Others are looking at you?"

Don't forget that you are the third master, the Third Master of Jun. everyone looks like a God or worships or fears you. Don't you think it's too cheap to wear a shell like this, which will damage your powerful and tall image?

"Why should I care what others think of me?" Jun Shiyan's eyebrows frowned slightly, and he was very firm in his position: "I like it. I see who dares to chew his tongue behind his back."

"Mm-hmm." Ling Sheng thought it was a little funny. At the same time, he felt sweet and warm in his heart. Mm-hmm, no one dares to talk about it behind his back. But can you imagine a man called Yan Luo wearing shells for you? Don't care about anyone's eyes, just because it's from you.

Jun Shiyan was satisfied with this and opened his lips with a smile. He peeled a lot of coconut, white and tender. He took a piece of it to her mouth and fed it to her.

Ling Sheng takes a bite. It's all the smell of coconut milk. She likes to eat coconut milk. Especially here, there are fresh coconuts, which are crunchy and crispy. It's perfect to drink coconut milk with it.

The staff members who passed by did not squint. The man sitting there was Mr. Jun, who used to exist only in their imagination and legend.

However, where anyone can bear it, they are quietly taking the rest of the corner of the eye to aim, especially the female staff, addicted to the beauty of his flourishing age.

Everyone said that man, high above the world, no one can get into his eyes, that is, they did not see the people who can get into his eyes.

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