Chapter 937

Sheng Shimo took a deep look at her, then turned and walked towards the door.

Wen churan didn't get out of the bed until he watched the man go out of the bedroom and close the door. He wiped a handful of cold sweat or hot sweat on his forehead.

It seems that because of the successful attack just now, her mood is much happier.

Small milk cans and small fried dough sticks have been playing crazy until the middle of the night. Wen churan was too sleepy. He rushed directly into the game room, took a bath with a small milk can, and then forced him into the quilt.

"You can't play games too much. Your break time has come. There will be shooting tomorrow, and the small fried dough sticks are very tired."

The little milk can shrank under the quilt, revealing only a pair of big eyes, blinked twice and asked, "Ma Ma, can you go to the crew tomorrow? When I was in country e, I filmed, and you didn't see it once. "

"This..." Wen churan made it difficult. "It shouldn't be convenient to go to the crew..."

She was lame and hurt her face. If she appeared in public, it would only disgrace the little milk can. This is also the reason why she never visited the class in country E.

The whole e country is guessing that Ma Ma of the small milk can should be a peerless beauty. Who would have thought that she actually

"Go, go!" The little milk can kept begging, "Ma Ma, you're not the best at disguise. You can disguise as my assistant or agent when you're on the crew!"

"But..." nevertheless, Wen churan hesitated.

The little milk can was in a hurry and shouted, "I've been on the road for so long. You've never come to the crew to see me filming. Other little actors have Baba and Mama to visit the class. Even if I don't have Baba, I won't go. It's so sad, sobbing..."

Without Baba, this is indeed Wen churan's eternal debt to the small milk can.

After listening to the complaint of the small milk can, she had to promise because of the guilt emerging from the bottom of her heart.

"Then... Okay."

"Ma Ma agreed?"

"Yes."

"Oh, Huo!" The little milk can was so excited that it got out of the bed, waved its arms and cheered, happy as a fat man of 200 kg! Ma Ma promised! Ma Ma is going to see me filming! "

Wen churan pulls him back into the bed. "Can you sleep now?"

The little milk can obediently closed his eyes and said, "well, the little milk can has fallen asleep. Don't worry."

Wen churan shook his head and smiled helplessly.

The next day, the small milk can wanted to go with Wen churan. Wen churan wanted to make something that the small milk can loved to eat and bring it to the crew. For fear of delaying the shooting time of the small milk can, he asked him to follow the small fried dough stick first and go alone later.

After preparing the food and squeezing several cups of watermelon juice, Wen churan specially wore low-key gray clothes, and then put on his hat and mask to cover his real face. Instead of being sent by the driver of the presidential palace, he took a taxi to the crew.

In the end, the place where the crew entered was not guarded. Wen churan also prepared a long speech in advance. Now it seems that it should not be necessary.

Walking into the crew, I saw all kinds of shooting machines piled up everywhere, and a large number of staff shuttled back and forth. They looked anxious and hurried. Everyone was busy. Everywhere was full of commands sent from walkie talkies, constantly bombing their ears.

Seeing this scene, as like as two peas in the past, he was in the same time as he was filming in the theater.