Chapter 117

She looked at Mo Liancheng and nodded. She didn't say anything to herself. Zhong Lin, who followed her, passed over her and walked in just like him. Su Wanqing unconsciously bit her lip.

No, she has to do something.

However, many of his people didn't notice the sound of his strong voice in the next scene.

At a glance, he saw Mu Qingqing, who had already started shooting, and was rolling in the desert with song Yanshu. His face did not change, but he just kept his eyes on it.

Zhong Lin also saw such a scene on one side, but he couldn't help blinking. He wanted to stay away from Mo Liancheng, which had already begun to send out cold feelings, even though his face was expressionless, so as not to wait for a moment to hurt the pond fish. However, as a very responsible subordinate, he persisted.

Because of the rolling of the two people, a layer of misty yellow sand rises around Mu Qingqing and song Yanshu, which has a kind of hazy beauty. Under the camera, they look at each other for a long time. Although they are not so sentimental in their eyes, Zhong Lin still sees a cold sweat on his forehead. After the director can't easily read the card, he hears a cold hum from the president around him.

After a while, he will not be the one who will suffer?

His eyes fell on this one, and he obviously saw Mu Qingqing, who was stunned by his president. Zhong Lin shook his head helplessly.

Isn't she supposed to surprise her face and rush to the president's arms in spite of everyone's joy?

What does it mean to take a look like this and then look away?

Zhong Lin is deeply worried.

Mo Liancheng seems not to care about these, but also turned his eyes and went directly to the director.

He had already noticed Xiaochi Yingxue, who was also sitting there, but her eyes were almost all on Song Yanshu's body. Occasionally, when she looked at Mu Qingqing, her eyes were full of fierce light. Mo Liancheng was most familiar with such eyes. He slightly hooked his lips and made people shiver.

Su Wanqing, who came back to the studio, saw that muriancheng had noticed Sakura ikera, and her heart sank.

But these two people have no mind to pay attention to her, even did not find that Su Wanqing unconsciously back.

Other people do not say, the director has not been clear about the current situation, just to shoot a play, did not expect that even Mo Liancheng took the trouble to watch the progress, as for Koichi Yingxue, her mind is too obvious in Song Yanshu, after all, the identity is different from ordinary people, the director is not convenient to say anything.

He went even further and started shooting the next one.

To what extent?

Mu Qingqing and song Yanshu need to have another one because of their different angles and distance. They don't have the right eyes to have another one. Song Yanshu doesn't reach for the designated position and wants to have another one.

"I suspect the director did it on purpose."

The camera was a little farther away, and Mu Qingqing's face was already dark. She knew that there was always a look on her, as if to burn a hole in her body. She knew that even if Mo Liancheng was not there, even that small pond of Yingxue, she could also poke several holes in her body.

How could Mu Qingqing be happy when she was taken as a target for no reason.

"Don't worry."

Compared with Mu Qingqing, who became a little fidgety because of his discomfort, song Yanshu is much more peaceful. He reaches out and grabs Mu Qingqing's nearly unbalanced arm. With a simple action, Mo Liancheng's face changes.

Many people were surprised to look around, is it raining, how to feel suddenly a little cold?

After that, the film was finally shot under the director's high attention and criticism.

Mu Qingqing looked down at the mess in her costume. She could not help sighing in a low voice.

And song Yanshu and Mo Liancheng's eyes collide with each other, as if there is invisible smoke in the air.

Until Mu Qingqing went to the dressing room without saying a word to change her dirty costumes. Then she left the studio without saying a word and was ready to go back to the hotel. Mo Liancheng glanced at Xiaochi Yingxue and sneered at Song Yanshu. She left the set without any confusion.

Zhong Lin is very conscious of not following. In order to protect himself, he can only pray that Mu Qingqing will not be skinned and broken by the president who is obviously angry.

Naturally, Mu Qingqing knew that moliancheng would come to find her. These days, he did not have a phone call, but came to m city without warning. She first saw him standing not far away and looking at himself. She was a little pleased in the bottom of her heart. However, the coldness of Mo Liancheng seemed to give her a slap in the face to wake her up.

It's a good reminder that she shouldn't forget her identity.

Aware of the footsteps of Mo Liancheng behind her, Mu Qingqing unconsciously speeds up her pace.

Who knows that the pace behind her is also speeding up. Mo Liancheng reaches out her hand unexpectedly, grabs her wrist, and the force is unexpectedly tightened, which makes Mu Qingqing feel a little uncomfortable. She plans to stop and argue with this man. She knows that Mo Liancheng doesn't have any meaning of pause, and she grabs her hand to leave.Mu Qingqing had to swallow what she wanted to say.

Just when Mo Liancheng pulled her, her steps still did not slow down. Mu Qingqing couldn't keep up with his speed and fell behind by a pace.

She saw a suspicious red mark behind Mo Liancheng's ear, and her eyes shrank.

A desolate sadness surged up in her heart, and a chill rose from Mu Qingqing's heart.

She seems to be in love again.

Even if he didn't have the friendship with Su Wanqing before, he would have feelings for other women. At the beginning, he hated himself like that. Now he really cares?

Mo Liancheng almost did not have any hesitation all the way back to her room door with Mu Qingqing.

See Mu Qingqing Mu Mu standing, do not look at him, there is no movement and speech, Mo Liancheng gas heart hair stuffy, low voice remind way: "open the door."

Mu Qingqing finally recovered.

"Why do you know my room?"

This woman's vigilant appearance as if she wants to do something to her, but this time Mo Liancheng's heart did not refute.

Yes, he just wants to do something. Let Mu Qingqing know who she is.

"Go in and say, open the door first."

Mo Liancheng thought of what, a hot heart, eyes slightly soft, tone is still some tough to Mu Qingqing said.

"Let's talk about anything. I'm very tired today and want to have a rest."

Mu Qingqing's sensitivity to danger seems to have improved a lot recently. She pursed her lips and did not look at Mo Liancheng.