Lian Zong live broadcast: the top streamers pressed the actress to the corner to kiss

Chapter 172 False smile girl
"Okay, well, since that's the case, then I won't ask."

"She's not as open as you think."

Yu Beicheng's sudden answer made Meng Yao silent.

In this world, how people live, only you know in your heart.

"Don't be so unconfident to others, you will improve."

Fang Sijing looked at Wei Xiang.

"Thank you for taking me back."

"You're welcome."

Wei Xiang called Fang Sijing to a stop.

"This is the book you dragged me to find for you last time. I haven't found another book, but I think these should be enough for you to read for a while."

"Thank you."

Fang Sijing kept looking at Wei Xiang's car until she could no longer see it before turning around and entering her apartment.

The next day, it was still Hengdian, but Yu Beicheng didn't know where to go anymore.

Today's date is entirely up to Jiang Zhihuai, and he also met Meng Yao and Chu Yuan in the cinema hall.

Meng Yao looked very excited.

Chu Yuan also gave up the position to Yu Beicheng.

So Meng Yao and Yu Beicheng focused on chatting themselves.

Chu Yuan and Jiang Zhihuai were neither angry nor angry, and stayed silently aside.

At the end of the three-day filming period, Yu Beicheng felt that she had become a girl with a fake smile.

It's really annoying to be followed by cameras every day.

Yu Beicheng was afraid that she would say something she shouldn't say abruptly.

He Ning gave Yu Beicheng an extra day off.

Yu Beicheng got up early in the morning, and this was really the first time she got up.

Yu Huan recognized Yu Beicheng immediately.

Yu Beicheng gave a thumbs up.

"Huanhuan, teach me next time why you can recognize me accurately every time."

Yu Huan pulled his suitcase.

"You don't even look at how long we've known each other. I can recognize you even if you turn into ashes."

Yu Beicheng slapped Yu Huan on the back of the head.

"speak politely."

Yu Beicheng snatched Yu Huan's luggage again.

"How long are you here this time?"

Yu Huan thought for a while, then quickly took out his phone to find the chat records.

"A week!" Yu Huan glanced at Yu Beicheng, "If the company ends quickly, it will probably be a day or two earlier."

Yu Beicheng nodded.

Sitting in the car, Yu Huan sent a message to her editor so that she would not have to interrogate her again.

"How was your shoot?"

"so so."

Yu Huan continued to stare at Yu Beicheng, as if he wanted to stare at Yu Beicheng until he had no clothes left.

"not bad."

Yu Huan looked at the red string on Yu Beicheng's wrist.

"What did he wear?"

"Yeah." Yu Beicheng complained aggrievedly, "You don't even know how speechless that stall is. We've been looking for this orange word for a long time."

Yu Huan touched Yu Beicheng's head.

"Isn't it finally found, that's fine."

The two of them talked, and the time along the way passed quite quickly.

"Huanhuan, do you have a manuscript?"

This sentence is also indirectly asking Yu Huan if he has time to go out these days!
"Yes, I can stop typing for ten days and half a month."

"That's fine."

Jiang Zhihuai looked at the news and resigned himself to his fate.

The elevator door opened, and Jiang Zhihuai habitually looked up, and it turned out to be the person he was thinking of, and there was a familiar person beside him.

But that person may not necessarily know him well.

"This is?"

"My sister!"

Jiang Zhihuai stared at Yu Huan.

"You have quite a few sisters."

"That's not it."

Jiang Zhihuai sent a message, and soon came back from the other side.

Yu Huan stared at the falling numbers.

"You guys really live close together, on the same floor!"

Yu Beicheng pulled Yu Huan inside.

"Don't think blindly."

(End of this chapter)