Chapter 1043

Guo Linmei, who was on the set, almost didn't vomit blood when she saw this scene.

"Now that people are gone, how can we get our hair?"

Now she would like to go straight into the square stomach and take away the bad child.

Zhu Huihui and Liu Lingzi look a little ugly.

The attitude that Mo Jincheng cared about just now is

"Sister Lin Mei..." Zhu Huihui takes a sad look at Liu Lingzi and falls on Guo Linmei again. After a moment's hesitation, Fang says slowly: "that Boy, it can't be Is it big? "

Otherwise, it's really hard to explain why Mo Jincheng's every appearance is to maintain the square.

This sentence, like a bolt from the blue, will be on Guo Linmei's head.

Although Liu Lingzi guessed vaguely, at the moment, he felt that his legs were a little soft.

If it's true, it's not good.

It took a long time for Guo Lin to wake up. His face was very ugly, like a black cloud pressing the city.

Fingers clucking.

"Well! I don't care who the child belongs to, I just want him dead! "

The more said, the more difficult it was for Guo Linmei to calm down.

The whole face was twisted like a monster.

Zhu Huihui and Liu Lingzi looked at each other and quickly comforted: "sister Lin Mei, this is just our guess. Maybe this child has nothing to do with Mo dada at all. We think too much about it."

Guo Lin Mei glanced at them: "no matter how much you think or what's going on, the child in her stomach can't stay!"

Zhu Huihui nodded: "this is certain. Tomorrow she will come to ask for the cast. She can avoid the first day of junior high school, but she can't avoid the 15th, so it's just a matter of time."

Because of Fang Yuan's departure, the shooting of today's play can only be postponed, and the director has to shoot other plays first.

When Mo Jincheng is away, Guo Linmei is sick as if she hasn't had enough to eat. After a long time, the director doesn't let out her anger.

The other staff members were not in the mood to take a good photo when she was in such a mess, and they all became lazy, like they didn't stretch their tendons.

The director had to leave work early.

……

There is a staff member in the crew, who can't bear the joy in his heart. He posted a topic in the microblog about Fang Mo CP.

"Today, I saw that the real ink is big. Ah, it's a pity that I can't take pictures. Moreover, I've seen the pictures of Fang Mo's combination for many times. The sugar is so sweet that I think my teeth are going to fall. Ha ha ha."

Because it's put in the hypertext, a lot of CP powder is blown out in an instant.

"Really? Really? I wish bloggers had photos to share. "

"My God, is my first cute CP really together, ha ha ha, so lucky, I want to buy lottery tickets, ha ha ha..."

"No, no, is it really a dream come true? Although I'm a CP couple, I still hope that if they are really together, Mo dada's fans can be tolerant. After all, I'm also a Mo dada's fan..."

"Yes, I think fans were too sensitive before, because Mo dada didn't appear in public with any girls. In addition, some unpleasant things happened at that time. It's understandable that fans would be too radical. But I think we have got to know Fang Yuan again this time. Anyway, I like Fang Yuan very much."

"Hee hee, I also like little sister Fangyuan because of Mo Da..."

"I can say, do I know that ink is big because of the square? Hahaha, I didn't pay much attention to foreign stars before. Although I've heard of them, I feel very familiar with them. But after watching Mo dada's TV series and movies, I immediately understand the mood of fans. "

"Hahaha, at the beginning, I was the most apathetic to both of them. It was also because of this incident that everyone began to turn over the old accounts. Unexpectedly, they thought it was unexpectedly sweet, so they knocked on the CP pair."

"My biggest wish now is that they can act together, ha ha ha..."

“……”

The microblog was quickly pushed to the front page, which not only received good comments, but also some bad ones.

But it's all hidden in the back, and no one can see it at all.

Fang Yuan is also in a very depressed mood.

Looking at the warm comments, Fang Yuan's face finally showed a trace of smile.

After coming back from the crew, both of them tacitly did not mention the matter of grandfather mo.

But not mentioning it doesn't mean it doesn't exist.

Fang Yuan thought about it, but still didn't know what to do.

She doesn't know how to prove to her grandfather that she and Mo Jincheng are happy together.

Because the word happiness is like drinking water, warm and cold.

With a slight sigh, Fang Yuan picked up his mobile phone again and wanted to brush something to ease his depression.Looking at it, suddenly the mobile phone rings. It's Gong Yueze.

Fang Yuan picked up the phone, there immediately came Gong Yueze excited voice: "charity dinner has been done, ha ha, there are some details need to be verified, are you free recently?"

His voice is very clear, even in this dark night, like a cardiotonic hit on Fang Yuan's body, let Fang Yuan tired heart is a bit sober.

Looking at the time, it's over ten now.

It seems that the uterus is busy in the office until now.

Fang Yuan said gratefully, "thank you. This charity dinner is thanks to you."

But for that, Fangyuan still doesn't know when it will be able to do it.

Gong Yueze's face showed a happy smile: "Hey, what kind of polite words? By the way, I have already discussed with the person in charge of France. How about at the end of this month? Just in time for the new year. "

Fang Yuan nodded and felt that Gong Yueze's arrangement was very good.

She was relieved to leave it to him.

"Good."

The soft voice is like a naughty goldfish in the shallow water, which warms Gong Yueze's heart like a layer of baking on the shelf.

"Do you have time next afternoon?"

He is careful, like a frightened bird, afraid of the desired answer, also afraid of the answer.

Fang Yuan thought about it. He had two scenes delayed today, so he had to shoot them tomorrow. According to this arrangement, there will be one afternoon after tomorrow when there is no drama to shoot.

"Yes, tomorrow afternoon. What do you think?"

Fang Yuan tries to arrange it according to Gong Yueze's time.

After all, it seems that Gong Yueze is busier than him.

Gong Yueze's lips raised a smile: "well, good, then five o'clock."

"Good."

Fang Yuan put down the phone and just wrote it down in the notepad of his mobile phone.

Gong Yueze also slowly put down his mobile phone, looking at the screen slowly dim, but his heart is lit up.

These days, I always wanted to see her, but I finally suppressed her. Now that the work has been finished, Gong Yueze feels very disappointed, as if the only connection between them is going to be cut off.

So, he has to grasp this little, ethereal connection.