The Almighty Men’s Clothes Boss is a Girl

Chapter 147

  Chapter 147

   "The word side goes to Gu Yi's side, and the flower side goes to Lin Ning's side." After Ling Han finished speaking, he tossed the coin.

   "Hua Mian, let's go." Ji Xuan glanced at the coin and said the answer.

   "Yeah!" An Chen was suddenly a little excited, she hadn't seen an emotional scene live yet.

  Ji Xuan was helpless, and didn't know why An Chen was so excited. After watching the emotional scene, wouldn't she still want to continue playing the miserable role.

  Xia Jin was also filming here, saw the three of An Chen, and asked the staff to bring chairs.

   "Although Xiaochen is young, one day he will encounter emotional scenes, let's take a look first." Xia Jin said to An Chen.

   Lin Ning and Xia Meng are ready. They are sitting in a carriage, and the display screen clearly shows the situation inside.

   Following Ha Jin's order, the two began to speak their lines. This scene is not very difficult, but there are a lot of long lines.

  Xi Yan played by Xia Meng is leaning on the shoulder of Mo Yi played by Lin Ning.

   "Mo Yi, why do you like me?" Xi Yan raised her head, then stared at Mo Yi, her eyes were full of love.

"I don't know why, but after I met you, I thought of the future. One day, you and I sat in front of the court in our old age, watching the flowers bloom and fall, laughing and talking about the fleeting time. Looking at each other for a hundred years, smiling at each other, the colorful flowers have long been seen. all over."

"I used to read in the book that "the love is separated by mountains and seas, and the mountains and seas cannot be leveled", but now I feel that "there are boats to cross the sea, and roads to cross the mountains"" Xi Yanxiao's cleverness, it actually portrays the state of being in love very well good.

   "Ca! Xiao Ning, your body movements are too stiff, like a Tang monk who has entered the daughter's country, can you give some reaction, this is love!" Xia Jin was also helpless.

   I took another two shots before proceeding to the next one.

   "Xiyan, we will keep walking until the day we can't walk anymore." Mo Yi said while taking out a hairpin, "Come, I'll put it on for you."

  Xi Yan turned sideways and asked Mo Yi to put a hairpin on herself, "If you give me a jade hairpin, I will make your hair long. Wash away all the lead, and from then on, the sun will fade away."

   An Chen stared at the display screen. The writing of this line gave An Chen goosebumps.

  The two embraced together. At this moment, An Chen's cell phone rang, and it was Fu Yanxing.

   "I'm going to answer the phone."

   "Go."

  An Chen walked to a corner with his mobile phone.

   "Why, I don't want to discuss the size of shoes with you." Missing the kiss scene and thinking about the boring conversation last night, An Chen's tone was not very good.

   "Xiaochen, I'm at an auction, and a woman keeps pestering me." Fu Yanxing's tone was inexplicably aggrieved.

   "Why are you looking for me? I can't solve it. Is there no one else next to you." An Chen's tone gradually calmed down. "Okay, okay, let's put the speakerphone on." An Chen compromised.

  Fu Yanxing stared at the phone and laughed, then turned on the speakerphone.

"Hi!"

"Who are you?"

   "You don't care who I am, just stay away from Fu Yanxing."

   "Heh, why should I listen to you? Do you know how much I like him. The only one who can make me run wild is him, except for the heavy rain."

   "Don't make lazy talk so literary." An Chen completely ignored that it was a love story.

   "Rude and Savage!"

   "Since you like Fu Yanxing so much, are you willing to be his sun?"

  As soon as An Chen asked this question, Fu Yanxing froze for a moment, not knowing what he meant.

"certainly!"

   "Then you can't go back on your word."

"of course not!"

   "Okay, please stay 147,100,000 kilometers away from Fu Yanxing, this is the distance the sun should have." An Dangdao went online again.

   We have to get used to,

   Standing at the intersection of life,

   But there is no traffic light fact. -- Hemingway

  

  

  (end of this chapter)