But that cold-faced man obviously didn't believe Luo Liyan's words.
Did not hear the voices of the people.
He even felt that his girlfriend must have been wronged, and he didn't know the crying child.
With a gloomy face, he turned his questioning eyes to the others.
Those people want to tell the truth.
But it is obvious that people will not believe it.
If you take the opportunity to give Yu Sitian some eye drops, what if Fu Yiye's girlfriend tears him down.
Everyone thought about it, and finally gave up this rare opportunity to please.
One by one lowered their heads and chose to pretend to be deaf and dumb.
Fortunately, Director Chen came over at this time.
Seeing that the heroine of his movie ran away, Fu Yiye looked like a teacher asking for a crime again.
My heart trembled with anger.
He could only snatch the microphone from the assistant director.
"What are they all doing, let's shoot the second scene first."
Fu Yiye glanced at Director Chen.
Then he stood up and fished Luo Liyan from the pony.
"Don't worry later, I won't suppress your performance." He squeezed the soft little hand and comforted him in a soft voice.
"Why don't you suppress it too." Luo Liyan pursed her lips and looked at her boyfriend innocently.
In fact, she thinks she is OK.
At least it wasn't a big problem for me to deal with the level of pressure just now.
Fu Yiye lowered his lower eyelids, and the gentle and affectionate light of stars fell down.
Is she afraid that others will say that she is treated differently? !
But if he wants to spoil his girlfriend, he also needs to care about what other people think? !
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In the next scene, Fu Yiye heard Luo Liyan coughing.
Ignoring Yu Sitian who was standing in the tent, and rushed to the scene of pampering.
Skipping the telephoto, there is also a close-up of Yu Sitian.
Directly from Fu Yiye's nervous expression, he rushed to the inner tent and started shooting.
But when his eyes touched the pale face lying on the quilt, he paused unconsciously.
"Card!"
Director Chen pinched his slightly aching forehead, a little dumbfounded.
"Fu Yiye, pay attention to me! Your girlfriend is just filming, not really dying, so don't panic."
"Feel sorry."
Fu Yiye looked at his girlfriend with that playful little look in his eyes, and touched his nose in embarrassment.
Tried it again, and this time it went smoothly.
Sitting on the side of the couch, the man's handsome sword eyebrows and starry eyes became slightly heavier.
The forcibly suppressed desperate and sad eyes seemed to be swallowed up by a huge vortex.
This made everyone on the field feel as if their hearts were tightly grabbed.
"Ayan, you've lost weight again. Don't worry about me, I feel much better these two days."
The girl's eyes were clear.
When he was obviously weak, he was obviously extremely weak, but he still managed to lift his arms up.
I want to caress the man's tense face.
In the end, he lacked a little bit of strength and fell down.
But it was grasped again by a rough big palm.
Lowering his head, he put that weak little hand on his face.
"I know, you will be fine. We agreed that after this battle is over, we will go back and get married."
"Don't you like Suxiu's wedding dress? I secretly asked the embroiderer to make it for you. It's the style you like."
"My mother also secretly prepared several pots of orchids for you. They are blooming well. You can see them when you go back."
The man deliberately lowered his voice, slowly talking about the beauty that seemed within reach.