Chapter 203 Murder her husband?
Director Zhang looked at this weird scene, and coughed in embarrassment: "That...Mr. Li, that's how the script was written, why don't we continue?"
He rubbed his hands together, feeling a pang of regret. Just now, both the male and female protagonists have grasped the eyes and the atmosphere just right, but now he was interrupted by Mr. Li, and he may not be able to perform the same feeling just now when he shoots again.
"Okay, let's continue!" Li Yan lowered his eyes and slowly lit a cigarette.
After listening to the big boss's words, everyone cheered up and started shooting.
Jiang Yin leaned on the tree with one hand, lifted Ning Jia's chin with the other, leaned slightly, her pink lips slowly approached the boy's thin lips, the boy rolled his throat unconsciously, just as the girl was still away from his lips When there was a centimeter, the sound of being beaten wafted in the air again.
"Director Zhang, don't you think the heroine's eyes are not right? It gives people a frivolous feeling, shouldn't it be shyness?" Li Yan exhaled a smoke ring and raised his eyebrows.
Director Zhang dared to be angry and dare not speak out. These investors don't know how to act at all, but they always like to intervene and give pointers.
He forced a smile on his fleshy face: "Mr. Li, Qiao Yinghou's eyes are very good. Jiang Yin's identity and character show that she is not a shy little girl, so you say This..." He couldn't agree more!
"Really? You mean I'm messing around here?" Li Yan casually glanced at Director Zhang, his tone clearly displeased.
"No, I didn't mean that." Director Zhang pressed his temple with a headache, said and started shooting.
When Jiang Yin's pink lips were about to cover the boy again, Li Yan interrupted them again, this time with an even weirder reason: Qiao Ruoyan's kissing posture was wrong!
Being interrupted three times in a row, no matter how good-tempered a person is, it is impossible not to be without resentment, not to mention that Qiao Ruoyan has been suffocating with Li Yan since eating, she turned her head and asked impatiently: " Lang... President Li, what do you want to do?"
The last word was obviously squeezed out between the teeth.
"Why didn't I think about it? It's because your acting skills are not up to par, so I can offer my opinion, can't you?" Li Yan took a deep drag on his cigarette, and there were stars shining in his pitch-black pupils.
The acting skills are not up to standard? Isn't this pure nonsense? A queen's acting skills are not up to standard, so why should she be the queen?
Qiao Ruoyan's willow-leaf eyebrows frowned slightly, and Yahei Ruyu's eyelashes trembled a little because of anger. She stepped forward with her long legs, and under the shocked eyes of everyone, she grabbed Li Yan's tie with one hand, and held him up. go outside.
"Hey, woman, what are you doing?"
There was a man's beating voice coming from behind, but Qiao Ruo didn't return the cigarette butt, and snorted coldly: "Should I ask you what to do?"
"Take it easy, dead woman, are you trying to strangle me to death, do you know that you are murdering your own husband?" Li Yan smiled brightly, with those peach blossom eyes and eyebrows raised, very seductive.
"Get lost, what kind of husband do you consider?"
"What kind of husband do you think I am? The ancestors said it well, a husband and wife a day, a hundred days of kindness, not to mention that we did it more than once that night!"
After he finished speaking, he gently lifted the woman's slender waist with two big palms, spun her around, and pressed her against the wall.
"You are shameless! Are you idle and have nothing to do? Go to our film crew to gain a sense of presence?" Qiao Ruoyan's snow-white face was full of anger, and her pink was hanging on Li Yan's chest.
"Who told a certain woman to ignore me, I had no choice but to come and arrest me myself!" He meant something, but Qiao Ruoyan didn't understand.
"Tell me, what exactly are you trying to do? We're filming, can you stop making trouble?"
"What do I want to do?" Li Yan stretched out his thumb and wiped the corner of his mouth, his brows and eyes were full of flair.
Immediately afterwards, he leaned close to Qiao Ruoyan's ear, blew hot air on purpose, and said in a ruffian way: "I think my woman only kisses me, it's as simple as that."
The warm breath went straight into her ears, tickling, Qiao Ruoyan couldn't help shrinking her body, the man's voice was deep and sexy, and the words he said were so touching, her mind moved slightly, and for a moment she said Unclear feeling.
But then he remembered how many women he had said this to, so he opened his mouth and said sarcastically, "Who is your woman? How many women do you have?"
Qiao Ruoyan denied it like a rabbit with its tail caught: "What nonsense are you talking about? Stop putting money on your face!"
"Tsk, it's cuter for a woman to be well-behaved." Li Yan stared at the woman's pink and plump lips for a long time, his eyes darkened.
Laughed softly at the end, looking quite happy, and took Qiao Ruoyan's hand and walked back.
The heroines were gone, and the filming of the scene could not be finished, so everyone stopped to rest for a while.
While they were thinking about something, the two walked in one after the other, with no expression on their faces.
"Director Zhang, I discussed it with Queen Qiao, so let's borrow a seat for this scene!" Li Yan stood there with a slender figure in a black coat, with handsome eyes and eyebrows, exuding the romantic charm of a mature man.
"Huh? Borrowing a seat?" Director Zhang scratched his head in doubt. The two went out to discuss this matter.
The next second, his eyes lit up, and he stretched out his hand to pat himself on the forehead. What did he realize, these two people must be tricky, otherwise, would Director Li borrow his seat for the kiss scene?
Wasn't his reaction just now just jealous? How did he think of it?
Qiao Ruoyan gritted her teeth secretly. What is a discussion? He obviously notified her unilaterally!
The rest of the production crew also spent their time scanning the two of them, wishing to stare at a hole, their faces full of melon-eating expressions.
Borrowing seats for the next filming, Li Yan finally fell silent, and the subsequent filming went very smoothly. Just after sunset, the crew called it a day.
Qiao Ruoyan finished dinner and went back to her room to rest. For the convenience of filming, she didn't go home to live.
Just after taking a shower, there was a knock on the door.
"Who is it?" Qiao Ruoyan wiped her hair with a towel in one hand, and opened the door with the other.
"why you?"
"Otherwise? Who do you think? That little boy from your crew?" Li Yanjun's face darkened, and he strode in.
"Why are you looking for me?" Qiao Ruoyan couldn't help rolling her eyes seeing Li Yan sitting on the sofa so familiarly.
"Also, Zhou Mu is also a national boyfriend after all, why is he the little boy you call him?"
Li Yan put one arm on the back of the sofa and sneered: "He is a national boyfriend, so I am still a national husband?"
Qiao Ruoyan was sitting on the bed blowing her hair, and when she heard his words, she said to herself, "You're really narcissistic!"
The woman's hair was blown fluffy and smooth by her, hanging behind her like a waterfall. She lowered her eyes, her back was slightly bent, and she wore a low-necked black silk nightgown, revealing a large and delicate collarbone. Further down is...
Li Yan withdrew his gaze, there seemed to be an undercurrent surging in the bottom of his black eyes, he thought of the woman's amorous feelings that night, his throat felt inexplicably dry, and he rolled his throat unconsciously.
After sitting for a while, he suddenly got up, strode towards the head of the bed, threw the hair dryer with one hand, and put the other on Qiao Ruoyan's fragrant shoulders, with a little force, the woman fell down on the soft big bed.
Immediately afterwards, he bent down, with his two long, firm legs pressing on top of the woman, his hands resting on the sides of her head, staring straight at her with a pair of starry peach blossom eyes.
"Get up, are you sick with snake spirits? It's so heavy that I can't breathe." Qiao Ruoyan twisted her body, trying to push the man on her body away, but with her little strength, she couldn't breathe. It's like tickling.
"Re-death?" Li Yanjun raised his eyebrows, showing a wicked smile: "Don't worry, I will only make you want to die!"
After finishing speaking, he found the woman's small cherry mouth and blocked her bright red lips with precision.
"You... um..." Qiao Ruoyan just wanted to scold him for being shameless, but who knew that opening his mouth just gave the man a chance, and he took the opportunity to deepen the kiss.
At the beginning, there was a woman's murmur of resistance in the room, but soon it was swept by an ambiguous atmosphere, the temperature in the air gradually rose, and the man's muffled hum was also mixed in.
(end of this chapter)