Chapter 1712

"Yes, it must be so. Murong Mian is Yan Qingsi's younger martial sister. They are all artists of Yue family. Murong Mian must be in order to flatter Yan Qingsi."

She is still very confident of herself, always feel that 10 season cotton can't compare with her, Murong Mian is blind, even put her such delicacies don't, to eat season cotton that wild fruit?

"Let's go back and have someone cook me a soup in the evening."

"Remember..."

……

Hand in hand back to the dressing room, Ji Mianmian's face is still red, just in the face of Fang Yuanyuan said those words have no confidence, now the heart is left with a faint uneasiness.

Can be mixed in the entertainment industry, which does not point backstage.

Fang Yuan is better than other actresses of the same period in terms of mixing and resources. The reason is not that she is good at acting, but that she is not weak in backstage.

Ji Mianmian is now directly against her. She is not afraid that she will be retaliated, but that she will deal with Murong Mian.

Murong Mian sits down and Ji Mianmian removes his make-up.

She was a little absent-minded in her mind. Murong Mian grabbed her small hand that she had been wiping on his eyes with makeup removal cotton, pulled her into her arms and let her sit on her lap: "what do you think?"

Ji Mianmian responded: "I Was it too rash just now? "

She bit her lower lip and looked at Murong Mian with some chagrin.

Murong Mian rescued her biting lower lip, gently rubbed her thumb, and her soft lip was red: "what's rash? Shouldn't you be jealous? Or shouldn't you be hostile to a woman who wants to be your man? "

Ji mianmianmian put his hand around Murong's neck and said, "I'm afraid she'll take revenge and trouble you."

Murong Mian chuckled and nodded her head.

"Why don't we trouble her before she troubles us?"

Ji Mianmian was stunned: "ah?"

"That kind of woman, you should still be in the eye? Where is the domineering power just now? I thought you were smart now. "

Murong Mian doesn't take Fang Yuan seriously at all. He can't even remember her appearance clearly. Every time that woman comes to talk to him, he turns a deaf ear to her. He takes her as the air.

Even if today's Murong Mian does not have any huge power to rely on, but with his brain, and a stomach of bad water, who can really move him?

Ji Mian Du lips, said: "I have always been not smart, you do not know."

Murong Mian buried his head in Ji Mianmian's chest: "it doesn't matter, I'm smart enough."

She doesn't need to be smart, she doesn't need to be understanding, she just needs to love him.

Ji Mianmian's body was stiff and blushed. He pushed Murong Mian's shoulder: "don't rub it around..."

"I'm not rubbing. I'm serious."

Season cotton

She straightened Murong Mian's face, picked up the cotton pad and wiped it casually, "don't move, remove the makeup."

"Mianmian..." Murong Mian stares at Ji Mianmian with gentle eyes, just like spring breeze.

"Well." Ji Mianmian answered casually

Murong Mian put his arms around Ji Mianmian's waist and said, "after shooting this play, I won't be an actor, OK?"

Ji Mianmian didn't even think about it. He nodded directly: "good."

Murong Mian thought she didn't hear clearly, and said again, "I said I won't be an actor."

He came back to be an artist and signed in to sister Mai's studio because he wanted to be close to Ji Mianmian.

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