Get to Know about Wife Fan Chapter 101

Published at 28th of July 2022 06:48:15 PM

Chapter 101
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The time is approaching the summer, the weather is a little hot, the second group of actors in the crew has killed, and the shooting is coming to an end. The director left some emotional dramas to shoot in the back. After the heroes and heroes played well, it would be more natural to take a relationship.

On the riverside in summer, this scene was taken by Nie Teng and Xu Lusheng.

Night scenes, exterior scenes, street lights under the river are all flying insects, the entire studio is full of the smell of toilet water, the director let the starring attention, don't be bitten by a mosquito on the face, affecting the look and feel.

Horch was in position, sitting on the steps of the river, holding a few bottles of beer on hand. Pushing in the lens, Sheng Qiao approached behind him and carried a bag of medicine on his hand.

Hearing the footsteps, he looked over and saw her. The bruised mouth twitched slightly and asked her, "How do you know that I am here?"

She did not speak, silently walked over, sat down beside him, bowed her head and opened the bag, took out the disinfectant and the cotton swab, and dipped it a little. When doing these things, Horch took a can of beer and held his face to look at her.

She dipped the potion, turned, and held the mandible with her fingers, disinfecting the wounds of his lips and cheekbones.

Horch laughed low: "Nie, I will misunderstand you."

She pinched the cotton swab and gently touched it back and forth on the wound, or the faint look: "What happened to me?"

He laughed: "I misunderstood you like me."

She didn't talk, she sterilized, changed the cotton swab, wrapped the potion, and repeated the action. Very close, can smell the smell of water on each other, for a long while, she whispered, "Why don't you tell me?"

He hangs down and laughs at his lips. When she finished the medicine, she took the beer can and drank it again. Sheng Joe held his wrist.

He glanced at her and smiled: "Okay, don't drink."

She just let go. He put the beer can on the ground and looked at the night of the river, half a sigh, whispered: "I was only three years old when I entered the orphanage."

Sheng Qiao shuddered and looked at him silently.

"Without parents, no name, I will cry when I suffer. I didn't like to laugh when I was young, so no one wants to adopt me. Also, who would like a child who doesn't talk or laugh all day." He sighs funnyly. I sighed. "I have been eight years old. I learned to be smart. I know what kind of children I like to come to the welfare home. In that year, I was adopted by the Xu family."

As he spoke, he picked up the beer can on the ground again. This time, Sheng Qiao did not stop him.

"Xu family is very rich. They don't need a son, but a facade, and their daughter's childhood playmates. I pretend that they like it, and I don't dare to make a mistake. Nie, you know, some adopted children. Will it be sent back? No one wants to go back, I don't want to. I always let myself live in that mold, live alive, pretend to be loaded, and later, it seems like it really became like that."

He coveted and put his hands in front of his eyes, like disgust.

"Even I have forgotten what I should be like."

She whispered to him: "Xu Lusheng..."

He shuddered at the bones: "All are maintaining the so-called identity, face, making the illusion of a child's filial piety. In fact, there is a bit of truth in it. In order to make a name for the family, let me defend the murderer and say nothing. Home talent is the most important, who is my family? Where is my home?"

He was in a fierce mood, like disgusting himself to the extreme, the beer cans in his hands were pinched and smashed toward the distance.

Sheng Qiao leaned over and hugged his fierce body.

His chin rested on her shoulder, half awkward, laughing low: "Nie, do you like me?"

She just hugged him and didn't talk.

He hooked his lips and his voice said: "Nie, don't like me, don't hold me, don't give me these illusions."

Sheng Joe slowly released him. She half squatted, looking at his bitter face, suddenly half-lifted and kissed.

A light, faint kiss fell on his lips.

The executive director hurriedly flipped through the script and whispered, "Is there a kiss? Is it shouting?"

Wang Dao stared at the camera: "Don't shout, let her play."

She closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembled, sweeping back and forth on his cheeks, and the kisses in her lips were shaking, but she did not retreat. She hugged him, put his forehead, and pointed at the tip of his nose, whispering and seriously saying: "I like you."

He snorted, and the palm of his hand clasped her back of the head, wrapped around her body, and turned back on her back.

For a long while, the director shouted: "Hey, this one is over."

Horch let her go.

Sheng Qiao still buried his head and was immersed in his emotions. He looked down and found that her eyes were wet and she seemed to be crying.

He touched her head and whispered, "What's the matter?"

She wept twice and whispered: "A little sad, I will be fine soon."

He didn't talk, and the little egg ran over with his coat. He waved his hand and sat with her.

For a while, Sheng Qiao's emotions slowed down. I also remembered that I had just kissed the show. I was embarrassed to explain: “I am too entertained, and the mood is in place...”

Horch smiled and didn't speak.

Wang Dao said: "Plus it!"

After finishing the work today, Sheng Qiao's emotions have been too fierce, and he has been stunned. When he got into the car, he closed his eyes and rested on the car mat. The door opened and someone sat next to it. She thought it was Ding Jian, and her eyes were not stunned. She was powerless and said: "Come and let me lean."

The person next to it moved over and the car smelled like toilet water. She leaned back in the sound and leaned against a shoulder that was significantly wider than Ding.

I want to get up when I am scared.

The head was held down by a palm, and Horch whispered, "Rely on."

She is like a drum in her heart. She wants to rely on it and does not dare to rely on it. She stretches her body, and all her waist is keeping her balance. Horch asked: "Are you practicing abdominal muscles?"

Sheng Qiao stretched tighter.

He was so angry and funny that he simply pushed her small head away. Sheng Qiao sat up straight, and then relaxed, whispered: "Horch, are you going to take my car back to the hotel?"

He looked out the window: "I am coming to tell you something."

"Well? What?"

"This drama is going to kill, I am going to study abroad."

She opened her eyes and said, "Going abroad for further study? How long will it take? What should I study?"

He turned his head and looked at her surprised little expression. It was so cute. "It's about half a year, mainly for film performances, and music."

Sheng Qiao remembered the transformation he had said before, and the movie that Wang Dao had been thinking about. He is about to take the first step to meet the 30th.

She hesitated to ask: "In the past six months, have you had any activities in the country?"

"Well, the itinerary has been pushed."

She certainly supports him, and she will support any decision he makes. However, today's domestic market is changing, newcomers are emerging, resources are fiercely competitive, and there is no activity in half a year. The loss of popularity and the loss of fans are absolutely huge.