Son, Mom Will Back You

Chapter 19

Before Luo Xiuruo's profound gaze came up, Gu Nian had already reflected what kind of tiger-wolf words he had just said (off tuo).

She instinctively raised her hand to cover her mouth, but it was obviously too late—

Luo Xiu raised his eyes to look at her with a smile.

Gu Nian couldn't help but walk away from the eyes that were hidden by the lack of lenses.

Her baby Goose definitely has great potential in acting! Yun Tan, who has become a demon, has such a scumbag appearance and a coquettish type in his cold and alienated appearance. He can also be played by him more and more.

"What did Miss Gu just say?"

"?" She came back in a daze, and she slowly lowered her eyes when she remembered her situation, "Did I just speak?"

"Well, I said it."

"Then I am too nervous to forget, forget."

Luo Xiu nodded sharply, but did not let her go: "I heard Miss Gu said, should I sit down and adapt?"

Gu Nian: "..."

Baby goose is good everywhere, but too simple and straightforward.

Mom obviously made a slip of the tongue. Can't you pretend not to hear it?

Gu Nian fluttered to the side with a guilty conscience: "Ah, yes, I just want to say...Can I sit on the sofa for a while and adapt."

Luo Xiu: "Of course you can. Since Miss Gu wants to sit, she can sit anywhere."

Gu Nian: "?"

The phrase "anywhere" seems to be bitten and stressed. Is it her illusion?

Gu Nian looked up suspiciously.

Then he faced a beautiful face with cold facial features but a gentle smile.

"..."

Gu Nian was cured into a cat cat eye on the spot:

Baby Goose is so good, how can you hide things in your words?

It must be her illusion.

The atmosphere here is "harmonious", but the director team outside the filming area can't hold back.

Geng Hongyu picked up the speaker: "Why don't I take advantage of the good atmosphere and open a room for the two of you first, and you two will talk alone?"

Gu Nian: "..."

Is poison tongue a common problem with their directors?

With the consent of Gu Nian, Luo Xiu gave the director a sign that he was ready, and the filming began.

The lights are adjusted, the background music is prepared, and the extras are in place. Gu Nian entered the camera in the dim light from a side view angle...

After half a minute.

"card!"

Geng Hongyu frowned and looked at the monitor. After a few seconds of silence, he knocked on the scrolled script and took the speaker: "Come over!"

"..."

"Card! Do it again!"

"..."

"Ka!! That drunk, hit harder!"

".................."

"card!!!"

Geng Hongyu couldn't bear it, threw the script violently, gritted his teeth:

"Gu, Nian!"

"?"

In order to pretend to look like Zong Shiyi, Gu Nian with long hair turned innocently: "Guide Geng?"

"You don't know the script you wrote yourself? It told you to fall into his arms, not into his arms! Are you doing artificial slow-motion for me?!"

Gu Nian was at a loss: "It's a fall."

"Fall! If you hit each other, it's called a throw!" Geng Hongyu slapped forward with two big slaps.

Gu Nian: "..."

As if worried that Gu Nian would still be unable to do it, Geng Hongyu threw down the horn and (gan gan) rolled up his sleeves and rushed into the shooting area.

He pointed to the long legs that Luo Xiu propped up on the sofa, and looked fiercely at Gu Nian: "Sit!"

Gu Nian: "? Director Geng is not suitable..."

"Just ask you to sit down!"

Gu Nian: "..."

Luo Xiu leaned on the sofa. In the foreign wine glass he held in his left hand, the ice puck had almost lost a third of its volume. His fingertips swayed, the hockey puck fluttered lightly in the **m, with a light ding sound.

Gu Nian looked over subconsciously, and met Luo Xiu's smiling eyes, dark brown (color), very gentle, as if to say to her that it was not (guan).

Gu Nian felt soft.

She took a light breath, walked to Luo Xiu's leg, and sat down slowly with her knees supported. The outside of the play is summer, and the play is also summer. The clothing is really thin. With a light touch, the scorching heat will flow up along the sensory tip.

Gu Nian's back stretched, but Geng Hongyu's face darkened: "I felt wrong just after looking at it--what's the matter, Luo Xiu has a row of thorns on his leg, you can't sit down?"

Gu Nian: "I'm sitting."

"Can you call this posture sitting? You call it Zamabu!"

Gu Nian: "..."

"Get up!"

Geng Hongyu was not so angry, (gan Gan) came over and got started.

As soon as Gu Nian got up, he saw Geng Hongyu's demon claws stretched out, pressed her shoulders like a hill, and slammed into Luo Xiu's arms: "Sit hard and fall down!"

Gu Nian panicked: "Wait, wait..."

He didn't say anything, accompanied by Luo Xiu's snorted sound, his figure leaned forward, Gu Nianshi hit the ground, and was completely pressed into Luo Xiu's arms.

The strange body temperature seemed to be hot.

The two figures were slightly stiff at the same time.

"——"

There was a moment of dead silence.

When Geng Hongyu pushed the person down, there was a little frustration.

When he came up in a hurry, his hand strength seemed to be confiscated and pressed too hard. A thin and weak girl, don't let him be broken.

Geng Hongyu quickly stopped.

Gu Nian turned around. She jumped up almost as soon as the shoulder hill moved away, and turned around anxiously: "Mr. Luo Xiu, are you okay?"

"...I have no (guanguan) department."

The man's broken hair hung down several strands, and it was attached to the cold white forehead, his eyelashes curled up in his eyes. His (thin bao) lips pressed slightly, but his voice was still gentle.

Gu Nian squeezed a fist, lowered her head and got up: "I know the wrong director, don't do it, I will do it myself."

Geng Hongyu coughed with a guilty conscience and turned his head back: "Pay attention next time."

"..."

Gu Nian turned back, her voice in a low voice, as if a little mournful: "Sorry, Mr. Luo Xiu, I am the one who caused you."

Geng Hongyu hadn't left the filming area, so Luo Xiu raised his eyes and asked quietly, "Miss Gu doesn't want to contact me?"

"Of course not!" Gu Nian retorted without even thinking about it.

"Then why?"

After hesitating for two seconds, Gu Nian lowered her head and said in frustration: "Mr. Luo Xiu is too thin, I'm afraid of crushing you..."

"?"

Luo Xiu was startled, and looked a little bit wrong.

The little girl was still annoyed by herself, her eyebrows were frowning tightly: "I knew that Director Geng was so hard, it would be better for me to sit down."

"..."

Luo Xiu finally woke up.

He looked down, his eyes couldn't help but a sudden smile, "Am I so weak in Miss Gu's eyes?"

Gu Nian was afraid that the baby Goose would hurt her self-esteem by her own words, and quickly denied: "No, no, after all, there are impulses and gravitational accelerations after the impact. In case of pressure, the force is very large..."

Seeing the girl's serious argument and anxiously explaining it, Luo Xiu's smile finally broke through the disguise and filled his slender eyes.

He spoke again, his voice dumb with a smile, but this time he was truly gentle.

"It's not (guan), it can't be broken. Miss Gu don't be cautious, just feel free."

"——"

Gu Nian choked.

The phrase "whatever you want" is like being played by the person's light tone, which seems to be too deep into the play...

"Welcome to taste".

Accompanied by the voice, the man leaned back into the back of the leather sofa, and his thin shirt was stretched into a sharp and human line. The dark brown (color) eyes lifted up, like mellow wine, like drowning in the deep sea.

Beauty (color).

Gu Nian panicked for no reason.

She quickly turned around and returned.

"Every unit is in place, ready to—"

"Action!"

In the bar crowded with people, the drunk drunk face (color) was red, and he staggered out through the crowd.

The drunk bumped his shoulder with someone, and he turned around holding the bottle in an uncomfortable manner, and while walking back, he cursed vaguely:

"You're blind, you...you don't even look at walking, look at the road!"

The voice just fell, there was a bang.

He stepped back without stopping, and slammed into the people behind as he stepped into——

The girl who was tiptoeing looking for someone in the dim light of the bar was caught off guard from being hit by the force obliquely backward, and her center of gravity was unbalanced. She only had time to exclaim and fell to the sofa next to her.

There was a cloud of shadow in the corner of the sofa, and before recognizing and avoiding, the girl fell into a bosom stained with a touch of woody fragrance.

"Hug, sorry!"

The girl's voice hurriedly, her palms subconsciously propped up beside her. Across the thin clothes, the touch of an unfamiliar body temperature made her fingers stiff.

It was this second of hesitation, and she chuckled in her ear. A hand stretched out from behind her dimly, and suddenly grabbed her wrist.

There was a sudden pull.

The girl who was about to get up fell again, and was pressed by the man behind her with her wrists on her legs. The man sat up straight from the sofa, slowly leaning forward, and finally stopped at the boundary of light and shadow.

A little light was folded in those eyes hidden in the darkness, as cold and coquettish, as affectionate and thin.

"Where do you want (touching Mo)... Miss?"

"——"

Gu Nian became stiff and raised his head suddenly.

"card!"

"pass!"

In a few cheers of liberation, the lights came on.

Gu Nian, who was out of play a second earlier, breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked uncertainly: "Mr. Luo Xiu, did you call me just now..."

The voice did not fall.

Director Geng’s voice hits through the horn--

"Gu Nian, I asked you to sit down just now. Now that the shooting is over, you are not willing to come down anymore, right?"

"!"

Gu Nian returned to his senses, almost bounced off Luo Xiu's knee.

In the eyes of the staff who were attracted by the loudspeaker and the laughter, the girl who had always been exhausted blushed rarely, and rushed to the backstage.

"I... I'm going to remove makeup!"

The laughter faded.

Luo Xiu finally pulled away from the direction of his disappeared back. He lowered his head and shook his palm.

That unfamiliar touch seemed to remain in the palm.

It turns out that even if he is severely addicted to cleanliness, not everyone's contact with him makes him annoying.

There are really exceptions.

Moreover, it is an exception that allows him to "play" in his hypocrisy.

"Gu...read."

The man bit his words, his voice was low.

"Brother Luo, the evening tea for you!" The little assistant didn't know when he ran over, but he said halfway through the thermos cup, "Did you just call me?"

"No."

"Oh."

The little assistant shook his head suspiciously, and then found that the thermos cup in his hand had not been picked up, but the man on the sofa did not move, looking at the cup thoughtfully.

He looked up confused: "Brother Luo?"

Luo Xiu lowered his eyes, "I won't drink."

"Hey? But this is what Sister Anna told me to let me prepare it specially for you-oh, are you afraid of it? Don't worry, I will carefully clean the cup you use every time. !"

When the little assistant finished talking, Luo Xiu got up from the sofa.

His tone was light: "Send to the dressing room."

The little assistant asked blankly: "Huh? Send it to the dressing room (gan gan)?"

Luo Xiu: "For Gu Nian."

Assistant: "…………"

Assistant: "???"