He is paranoid sweet

Chapter 33

The end of the scene.

The staff rushed up and were dispersed. A makeup artist came up to apply powder for her. After a while, the makeup artist stopped applying makeup.

Jiang Ci breathed a sigh of relief, and instinctively looked for him.

caught him in the crowd.

Coincidentally, he was also looking at her.

His deep black eyes.

The noise around him faded away.

She smiled at him, her eyes forming a bridge.

He has a warm expression and soft eyes.

Suddenly, a face stood in front of her.

Xia Qing said: "Sister, drink water"

She nodded, "Yeah."

There was some restless sound behind her, Xia Qing turned her body slightly, but saw Qiao Si walking over with a steady pace, and when she passed by Jiang Ci's side, her pace slowed down a lot, Jiang Ci could clearly smell the coldness on his body breath.

She held the cup with her fingers a little harder, lowered her face a little lower, and her heart was pounding.

It wasn't until he completely left her side that she breathed a sigh of relief.

Xia Qing rubbed her shoulder ambiguously, "Hee hee, sister, Sishen is very good..."

Jiang Ci paused, and flicked her head with his fingers, "What are you thinking? He just passed by. You think too much."

Xia Qing pouted, "I don't think so."

She let out a laugh, drank the water at the bottom of the glass, and lowered her head to study the script again. Xia Qing dragged her face, her eyes almost staring at her.

Jiang Ci rolled up the script and hit her on the head, "What are you looking at? Huh?"

"I just thought, how can a woman with a god be so calm?"

Jiang Ci smiled lightly, "Why don't we discuss it?"

"Please, God, if I get so excited."

Jiang Ci rubbed his chin and thought, "I was already excited yesterday."

"Is it possible in one night?" Xia Qing snorted, "I'll start for at least a month."

Jiang Ci smiled lowly, his brows and eyes were soft.

Xia Qing: "How long do you plan to make it public? There are too many people who covet God Sishen, and there is a reinforcement group just by my side."

Jiang Ci pretended to be surprised, "Are there so many?"

Xia Qing sniffed and patted her on the shoulder solemnly, "That's not true, to be honest, my mother wants to divorce and marry Sishen."

"Pfft—" Jiang Ci laughed and let out a giggle.

"What are you laughing at? So happy?" Chen Xinghong suddenly appeared behind him.

Jiang Ci's entire pores twitched, and he turned his face away, "Director Chen, what's wrong?"

"Hmph," Chen Xinghong raised his head proudly, "Check to see if you have done your homework seriously."

Jiang Ci spread out the script and filled it with notes. Chen Xinghong took it over and explained a few words, "It's still a little bit worse here. Qiao Si's understanding here is better than yours. Qiao Si, come here..."

As soon as the word Qiao Si came out.

Her whole capillary trembled.

Look up.

match.

She quickly lowered her head, for fear of being surprised.

Qiao Si strolled over and stood side by side with her. He was very tall. When he turned sideways, he felt the cold wind of late autumn, and his chest was close, but only a punch away. She took a step back, and he looked at her with lowered eyebrows. The voice was hoarse, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Ci's little heart was beating wildly and he shook his head.

Chen Xinghong looked up at the two of them, always feeling that the atmosphere was not right, but he couldn't put it into words, his voice was rigid, "You! You! You! Who are you looking at, look at me!"

Qiao Si flew past with cold eyes, and Chen Xinghong's voice froze.

Where did he offend this great god?
Chen Xinghong stabilized his emotions, "Qiao Si, tell her how to act."

(End of this chapter)