"Director Lin, everything is ready. Can you clear the place? "

Lin Huai finally gritted his teeth and turned to Xia Mingxiu, "Mr. Xia, you see, since yuanyao has agreed to perform, it's reasonable to ask for a clean-up at this time..."

Xia Mingxiu sneered, "of course, reasonable."

Finish saying, Mou Guang deep ground saw a Yuan Yao, turn round, stride to leave.

Liang Luo laughs contemptuously at Yuan Yao and walks away quickly after Xia Ming's self-cultivation, for fear that she will see something disgusting and dirty her eyes.

When the door of the villa was closed, everyone was relieved.

Yuan Yao body is also a soft, the hands of Durex like hot potato thrown to the ground.

All of a sudden, the atmosphere relaxed, but the people had no idea.

Lin Huai is the same. No matter what he does, he needs to be in a good mood. Now he has not wanted to film for a long time.

Seeing yuanyao throw the Durex box far away, Lin Huai can see that she is not the one who "dedicates herself to art" as she just said.

Looking at the dark weather outside, he sighed and threw the book on the stool in front of him.

"That's all for today! Remember, today this matter, a word son can't give me out, but let me hear any news about this matter, all the people of this crew, I'm a mess! "

They all stopped talking.

Yuan Yao breathed, then leaned against the wall and gave a bitter smile.

In her whole life, there is nothing that goes well with her.

Before she was robbed of the role of many things, she was too lazy to count. As a result, she got an excellent script by means of means, but it was changed beyond recognition. In the end, she was stumbling by her former gold owner and current boss.

Is it her bad temper or her bad life?

It's amazing!

It seems that she may not really be suitable to live in the entertainment industry.

The crew is busy cleaning up the machines. Wen Muyan looks down at her and whispers:

"Xia Mingxiu is famous for not being close to women. Perhaps, this rumor is not very true."

Yuan Yao looked up at him, laughed and shrugged, "who knows?"

Wen Muyan's eyes, deep in color, glanced at yuanyao and turned to leave.

Yuanyao goes to change clothes, but she can't find her assistant Bai Ping. She goes upstairs to change clothes. A bedroom in the villa is used as a dressing room for the actors. When she goes upstairs, she happens to see that under the street lamp downstairs, Bai Ping gets on the super atmospheric white nanny car.

Hum, with a smile, she walked into the bathroom, took off her make-up and looked at the slightly pale face in the mirror. She looked so ugly that she couldn't even accept it.

She forced herself to pull out a smile, which was uglier than crying. She reached out and touched her neck, her eyes flashed, hesitated, and walked into the bathroom.

She rubbed every inch of her skin hard, especially the lips, neck, shoulders, hands that Wen Muyan had kissed

In the heart a burst of acerbity suddenly surges up the nose, the eye socket instantaneous red a circle.

"What are you doing, yuanyao? You've sold everything. What are you faking here?"

Yuan Yao scolded herself in a low voice with a little tremor.

But even so, she stayed in the bathroom for more than 40 minutes before she came out.

There is no sound in the whole villa. It seems that all the people are gone.

She didn't want to leave, but the villa was rented. The director said she couldn't stay here, so she had to take the package out of the villa.