The vicious mother dressed as a villain, in the baby boy

Xu Zhaozhao came out of the bathroom with a red face.

Although this was the first time, she came out of the bathroom with a red face.

Other than blushing, everything else is normal.

The clothes and makeup were not messed up, and even the position of the hair was exactly the same as when he entered.

The assistant rushed to the bathroom door in a hurry and saw Xu Zhaozhao like this.

She was confused, but she was in a hurry and couldn't care so much, "Sister Zhao, have you called Teacher Gu for me?"

The assistant craned her neck to look toward the bathroom, but the door closed by Xu Zhaozhao blocked her full view of the room.

"Shout."

Xu Zhaozhao's brain was running rapidly, "He said he has a stomachache and will be fine soon!"

"oh oh."

The assistant nodded doubtfully, but finally chose to believe it, "Then Sister Zhao, you should go and prepare early."

When I turned around, my mind was still full of doubts.

Stomach upset?Is that diarrhea?

But this is a bathroom, and there is no toilet...

Even the poor little assistant couldn't understand the world of big shots. Before he could figure it out, he was called away again.

Xu Zhaozhao breathed a sigh of relief, even walked a lot faster, and hurried back to the dressing room.

I randomly found an empty makeup mirror and carefully looked at the makeup on my face.

Overall there is no problem.

But I couldn't bear to take a closer look. The only thing that was wrong was her lip makeup.

The originally bright and flamboyant red color has now faded a lot.

The scene of what happened in the dark bathroom was replayed uncontrollably in my mind.

"Gu Qingyan, this is not you."

The reduced height difference made it easy for Xu Zhaozhao to wrap her arms around his neck, "It's not your style to dare to think but not to kiss."

Gu Qingyan had his head lowered, Xu Zhaozhao raised his head slightly, and pressed his red lips against each other.

Like a touch of water, fleeting.

But even so, the sweet scent of oranges still faintly came out.

The contact time was not long, but Xu Zhaozhao was furious. His lips were dyed red, which was very conspicuous against his fair skin.

"To satisfy my craving, no kissing."

She laughed and fell back, her waist being pinched to keep her balanced so she wouldn't fall.

Being surrounded by Gu Qingyan again, the two people's breaths were a little confused, "What will happen if we kiss?"

Xu Zhaozhao didn't panic, thought for a moment, and said, "Well... let me deduct some of your favorability."

She knew how to handle Gu Qingyan.

Today is already the second day of this game. It would be better to kill him directly if we ask him to deduct his popularity.

As soon as he finished speaking, the force holding her weakened. He made sure that she was completely steady before completely releasing the force.

"That's not kissing."

He lowered his head and held Xu Zhaozhao's hand in vain, inexplicably like an aggrieved puppy.

"Remember to like me more."

Click it.

Xu Zhaozhao suddenly pulled out his hand, rushed out of the bathroom, and met the assistant...

Of course she could kiss her and leave, but Gu Qingyan couldn't.

He had to deal with the conspicuous lipstick mark, so Xu Zhaozhao made up a lame excuse for him to have diarrhea.

It's okay, it's Gu Qingyan who is embarrassed anyway.

Xu Zhaozhao squeezed some makeup remover as if nothing had happened, removed the stained lip makeup on his lips, took out lipstick of the same color, and applied it again.

It’s that exquisite Ming Shu again.

The first scene was the scene that was shot last time. After Xu Zhaozhao finished applying makeup, he was called to the shooting scene in advance.

Director Dai looked even more cheerful than when he saw him in the morning.

Waving to her, Xu Zhaozhao walked over with the script in hand.

Only then did he notice the woman standing next to Director Dai, wearing the light blue cheongsam that Qin Yueling had worn before.

Petite in stature, he looks harmless.

She looks very delicate, and the shape of the cheongsam gives her a lot of points.

"Zhaozhao, this is Jian Lan, Teacher Jian."

After Director Dai finished speaking, Jian Lan quickly shook her head, "I can't afford to call you teacher. Zhao Zhao, hello, just call me Jian Lan."

Xu Zhaozhao smiled and shook hands with her. Of course he would not call her by her full name, "Hello, Sister Jian."

Looking at Director Dai's attitude, Xu Zhaozhao has basically determined that this Jian Lan has either strength or background.

Due to Jian Lan's joining, Ming Shu's identity has also changed from "cousin" to "cousin".

It's a bit outrageous for Jian Lan to be Xu Zhaozhao's younger sister.

Director Dai asked Jian Lan and Xu Zhaozhao to communicate more, and sat on the small stool next to them to discuss the plot to be filmed.

Although Xu Zhaozhao didn't know who she was, he was about to be captured by her.

She also fits Minglan's personality very well.

Seniors who speak softly and have no airs at all are almost extinct in the entertainment industry.

When the filming was about to start, she handed it to Xu Zhaozhao, who was a little nervous, with a reassuring look.

"Don't be afraid to insult me, I don't want to retake it!"

The humorous tone dissipated most of Xu Zhaozhao's nervousness.

Xu Zhaozhao couldn't even imagine how comfortable it would be to film with such a senior.

The director got the actors into position.

Although she had already filmed it once, Xu Zhaozhao did not dare to neglect it at all. Even because of Jian Lan's participation, she was more serious than the last time.

The last time I was thinking about splashing Qin Yueling...

Snapped!

The board is down and the show begins.

Ming Shu, the top performer of the Paramount Theater, blossoms on the stage with her bright and wanton appearance.

This time she sang better than last time.

The scenes of throwing money, putting money in sacks, and pouring ice water were exactly the same as last time.

A plate of cold water was poured from Minglan's head, and her face fell in pain.

Ming Shu leaned down and lifted her chin with bloody fingers. Ming Lan was still trembling slightly.