Chapter 474 Don’t Understand the Style
When Ling Sheng heard this, her nervous breathing stopped, and she looked at him: "Director Chen, do you really want to do a duet?"
Chen Mo raised his eyebrows: "Why, you don't believe in my acting skills?"
Ling Sheng shook his head, and quietly glanced at the man diagonally across from him with an elegant and gentle smile on his face, and said hurriedly: "No, then let's play together, play against each other."
His scalp was a little numb, and the third master smiled so gently, but sometimes, the gentle eyes were the most elusive, and one didn't know what he was thinking.
"Professor, this is my birthday gift to you." Ling Sheng turned into morning dew in an instant, lowering her head shyly, not daring to look at the man in front of her. Her heart felt like it had kicked a deer, and she kept jumping. His face also started to get a little bit of a blush that was visible to the naked eye.
"Put it on for me!" Chen Mo was trying to put on a show, quietly paying attention to the reaction of someone next to him, and found that the air around him was extremely sour.
Chaolu's nervous hands trembled slightly as she took out the scarf from the beautiful gift box. She stood on tiptoes and gently touched the man's shoulder. Her round and beautiful fingers suddenly shrank, as if she was electrocuted, but she couldn't bear to let go. He left, not even daring to look at the man's face during the process.
Jun Shiyan felt a little depressed. It was fine when he saw her filming a variety show, and there were no emotional scenes. But when he saw her filming emotional scenes, especially when she acted as a couple, his inner possessiveness expanded little by little, and soon it took over his whole life. His whole heart made him want to tell her loudly and immediately: Don't act, I don't like it!
But seeing the little girl devote herself wholeheartedly to her favorite performance, she could only comfort herself that she was just acting, she was just acting, there was nothing to be angry about.
Chen Mo lowered his eyes, raised his head to Chao Lu, and his eyes met unexpectedly. There were little stars twinkling in her eyes, admiration, admiration, shyness, anticipation, all kinds of complicated expressions, rich and touching.
"Don't move." Chen Mo looked at her tenderly, wanting to reach out and remove the hair balls from her hair.
When Chao Lu saw the man's hand approaching, she slowly closed her eyes. Her nervous eyelashes were trembling. She no longer had the stiffness and resistance she felt in the afternoon.
Chen Mo lowered his head and slowly approached, still two centimeters away from her forehead.
"Ahem!" Jun Shiyan suddenly coughed twice, and then said nonchalantly: "I heard the takeout is coming."
Chen Mo glanced at him contemptuously, didn't he say he didn't care? Didn't you say you support her? It was just a kiss on the forehead, look at how nervous he was.
Ling Sheng opened her eyes and looked at him strangely: "Is there any? I didn't hear anyone knocking on the door."
Jun Shiyan covered up his gaffe: "Maybe I heard wrong. I'll go over and have a look."
Chen Mo looked at his back, his steps were a little messy, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, Ayan had finally met a woman who could control him.
He has good taste, but why does he always feel like someone has taken away his treasure? I met the little girl not long ago and I liked her from the bottom of my heart. But in the blink of an eye, the little girl became another man's.
After thinking about it, I still had an unpleasant feeling, so I looked at Ling Sheng: "When did we get together?"
Ling Sheng was very obedient: "We have been together for a long time."
Chen Mo's brows furrowed even more tightly: "What do you like about him? Not to mention he doesn't know anything about charm, and he's older than you."
Besides, wasn't Ayan supposed to be in a wheelchair when they met? He's in a wheelchair and his face is disfigured. What does this little girl think of a man?