Male God, a Little Su

Meng Ying wanted to comfort Wen Yu.

She also told Wen Yu what she saw today.

"Sister Yu, you don't even think about these extras? You still expect these big figures to treat her as an equal being?"

Wen Yu wasn't stupid, but Meng Ying was right.

She looked a lot better, raised her chin, her brows hung with conceit.

"That's it, what kind of thing is she worthy of robbing me?"

Since Wen Yu can step on her once, she can step on her a second time!

Let her not even think about getting up again in this life!

As Meng Ying massaged Wen Yu, she whispered, "Also, what Teacher Xie likes is Su Ro's face? Sister Yu, you are much younger and more beautiful than Su Ro. She can, why can't you? ?"

With Xie Fei's help, Wen Yu can walk sideways in the entertainment industry.

Wen Yu's eyes were dyed with a little smile.

But he snorted coldly and reprimanded: "Don't talk nonsense, I don't have such a messy idea! When I return to the crew at night, I will go to Teacher Xie to ask for advice, it's about the opposite drama or something."

"Yes, yes, compared with you, Su Yan, you really can't even compare with a finger."

Meng Ying and Deng Wen, seeing that the crisis was over, let out the rainbow farts one after another.

Wen Yucao's heart was so elated that even the little doubts in his heart were ignored.

...

Su Yan didn't know why Xie Fei was angry. His expression was the same as before, but his breath was colder.

Make people consciously retreat three feet and dare not approach.

Thinking of Xie Fei's help to her today, she didn't say thank you properly.

Not long after sitting down in the room, after thinking about it, I decided to ask Xie Fei if we would like to go out for dinner.

Just like she thanked her.

On the other side, Wen Yu came out of the room.

She didn't let the assistant follow her, and the assistant was in another hotel, which made it easier for her to move.

Holding the script, she took a deep breath while standing in front of Jaffe's door.

Su Yan originally planned to go, but as soon as she went out, she saw Wen Yu already standing at Xie Fei's door.

She tutted lightly and leaned against the door lazily, planning to watch the play first.

Hearing the subtle voice, Wen Yu looked sideways and saw Su Yan too.

She pursed her lower lip, and her expression suddenly became ugly.

Raising his hand, he knocked on the door as if in anger.

The door opens soon.

She hooked her lips and gave Su Yan a smug look.

Su Yan spread her hands and motioned her to continue.

Xie Fei should have just finished washing up. He was wearing a long bathrobe, his short black hair was dyed with moisture, and the broken hair was wet and hanging on his forehead.

It seems to be closer and softer than during the day.

Seeing the people standing at the door, Jaffe stood at the door and did not let go. Instead, he frowned and asked indifferently, "Is something wrong?"

Wen Yu hurriedly smiled: "Mr. Xie, are you free now? I couldn't make it through that scene during the day. I wanted to come and ask you for advice. I don't know if I can—"

"No time."

Before Wen Yu could finish speaking, Xie Fei indifferently refused.

His voice is cold, and his tone has a cold metal-like texture.

In the dark, it becomes more and more obvious.

That feeling of refusing people thousands of miles away will only make those who stand in front of him feel ashamed and embarrassed.

"Teacher Xie, I promise not to disturb you for a long time!"

Wen Yu's eyes were red, and she carefully raised her eyes while holding the script.

A pair of big eyes filled with tears, so pitiful.

Seeing her expression, Xie Fei felt a little annoyed inexplicably.

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