Chapter 572

Song ran, riding on his horse, looks up at Feng bao'er with a little complacent expression. From Feng bao'er's point of view, it is the youth's unique vitality and cunning. Song Ran's appearance and interpretation are really impeccable.

She completely convinced song ran and began to adjust her mentality. She didn't want to be an elder martial sister.

The first encounter of the drama, shot to the seventh, finally let the director satisfaction down.

Feng bao'er came down the stairs slowly with her skirt. She saw song ran rushing towards her. In the light of dusk, the youth's vigor shook her eyes. The person who never liked to smile unexpectedly pulled a smile at the corner of his mouth.

Song ran asked with a little flattery: "sister bao'er, I can play Is it all right? "

Feng Baoer smiles: "not bad How did you get so tall? "

Song ran offered treasure and said, "because I want to play with sister bao'er, I put two high cushions in my boots."

Feng Baoer nodded: "what about the chest?"

I still remember the weight on her chest when I saw her yesterday It's not small.

Song ran put it on her ear and whispered, "it's so tight that you can't see it at all?"

It's true that I can't see it at all. It's completely the same as a man. I can see that she is dedicated.

Feng Baoer nodded happily: "you are so serious, I'm relieved."

With Feng Baoer's approval, song Ran is totally out of love. Both the director and the heroine approve of her success!

The second scene is with Wen Huihui. Nangong Yan and his influential friends are drinking and having fun in the bedroom. A Zhu, the scholar's daughter, stands by and pours wine for them. Her eyes are moving with great care and admiration for Nangong Yan.

Song Ran's lips and Wen Huihui, after taking this script, it's hard for you. I hate me to the bone in my heart. But I'm going to play an infatuated person with deep love for me. I'm waiting to see you play.

Obviously, Wen Huihui lived up to her expectations and could not show her admiration at all

In the fourth item, the director was a little annoyed. Feng Baoer couldn't play it. He couldn't offend him. But Wen Huihui, a newcomer, could reprimand him at will.

"Wen Huihui, you should treat song ran as a man, as a man you like. Look at her with love, not jealousy. Do you understand what I'm talking about?"

Song ran turned to look at the square table, sitting cross legged, holding a pot of wine in her hand, with a light smile: "come on."

A word of cheer, it's like a fire trigger, almost called Wen Huihui fried.

Song Ran is schadenfreude. She knows that it is difficult for her to act infatuated. How can she look at Song ran with love in her eyes?

But If she doesn't play it again, I'm afraid she will really offend the director

She adjusted her breath and tried to warn herself, Wen Huihui, forget everything, forget that she is song ran, forget that she is the song ran you hate the most, regard her as Nangong Yan, and regard her as your love Nangong Yan

Well, it's really more painful than killing her. It's just stabbing her slowly with a soft knife. This is lingchi Jixing.

Why does song ran, a bitch, take on the role of a man just to torture her?

Damned bitch!

The director slapped the script in his hand, and his voice was extremely harsh: "it's the eyes of love, not the eyes of hatred. Wen Huihui, what are you doing?"