Mr. Lu, please keep a low profile

Chapter 409 Decompression
"Hahaha!" After the kiss was over, Shen Man looked up at Lu Zian's mouth and immediately burst out laughing.

It turned out that the make-up artist didn't put on lipstick when putting on makeup for him, but simply put on a layer of lip balm, but when Shen Mana's red lips kissed him, he also turned red.It's just that the lip shape is a little awkward.

"How is this little reward enough? I want more at night..." Lu Zian leaned over and blew hot air into Shen Man's ear, causing Shen Man's ear to heat up and his body to tremble.

"Bah, I hate it!" Shen Man spat at him.

Lu Zian smiled and did not quarrel with Shen Man, but turned his head away, looking at the busy staff backstage and the preparations of a group of professional models.

Shen Man found that his hands were slightly clenched into fists, his brows were deeply furrowed, and his lips were also tightly pursed. It was obvious that he was really nervous!
At this time, there are many small groups of two or three people around, and myself and him belong to one of them.

Shen Man suddenly thought, maybe without his own words, he would become the center of the scene, and everyone would come to greet him, the behavior of that Caucasian woman just now proved this point!

Just like a married man and an unmarried boy, they must be treated differently.

At this time, the smile on Shen Man's face gradually disappeared, and he pursed his somewhat dry lips from time to time.

In this somewhat crowded backstage, Shen Man felt a sense of powerlessness lingering in his heart.Originally, she was counting on Lu Zian to take care of her, but she didn't expect that he would be nervous too!

But that's right, although he is the president of an entertainment company, he is not an artist. He has never been in contact with these things at all. His fashion sense is not even as good as his own, so nervousness is inevitable.

As time passed, the staff became more and more busy, and all the models stopped talking, and gradually became serious and serious.

Look at Lu Zian again...

"Mr. Lu, don't be nervous! Relax, just take a walk at home." Lu Yao's assistant came over suddenly and comforted Lu Zian, "Don't squint your eyes, yes, be more natural..."

Shen Man bit her lip, she felt ashamed that as an artist, she was still nervous.And she shouldn't count on Lu Zian, a layman, to comfort her. She should think of a way to decompress herself and him.

"Ha!" So after the assistant left, Shen Man suddenly screamed strangely in Lu Zian's ear.

Lu Zian was taken aback immediately, followed by a trembling, and then he turned around with annoyed expression on his face.

"Hehe..." Shen Man ignored his gaze, and after a chuckle, he curled his lips, "Isn't it just a catwalk show, why are you so nervous? My lord president?"

"I'm not nervous!" Lu Zian denied it.

"Not nervous, then why are you clenching your fists? Fighting?" Shen Man joked.

"It's normal to be nervous before going on stage!" Lu Zian argued.

Shen Man pouted, noncommittal.

"It's fine, it'll be fine once you get on stage." Lu Zian turned around and said softly.

Hearing that he admitted, a look of worry flashed in Shen Man's eyes, and he frowned, then relaxed as much as possible, quietly put his head up, and gently blew warm air into Lu Zian's ear.

"Hiss..." Lu Zian's shoulders shrank instinctively, and he turned around quickly.

At this moment, the two lips were stuck together like this, Shen Man pouts his lips, deliberately utters a "boo" syllable, and quickly backs away.

Then she looked at him with crooked eyebrows, and for a moment, her eyes met.

"Hehehe...It seems that I didn't satisfy you last night. Don't worry, just wait for me tonight...I'll give you a complete set..."

Lu Zian's heart suddenly relaxed, and he looked at the little woman in front of him with a wicked smile.

(End of this chapter)