Limited Time Hidden Marriage

   Chapter 937 Going to the crew... Not so convenient, right?

  Mo took a deep look at her when he was in prime, then turned around and walked towards the door.

  Wen Churan got out of the bed until he watched the man walk out of the bedroom and closed the door, and wiped his forehead with cold or hot sweat.

  It seems that because of the successful attack just now, she feels a lot more happy.

  The small milk can and the small fried dough sticks played crazy until the middle of the night. Wen Churan was too sleepy, so she rushed into the game room, took the small milk can to take a bath, and then forced him into the bed.

   "You can't play games too much. Your rest time has come. There will be shooting tomorrow, and the dough sticks are also very tired."

The little milk can was shrunk in the bed, only showing a pair of big dripping eyes. After blinking twice, he asked, "Ma Ma, can you go to the crew to visit the crew tomorrow? When I was in Country E, I was filming, but you never watched it. pass."

   "This..." Wen Churan got into trouble "Going to the crew...it shouldn't be convenient..."

  She limped her leg and hurt her face. If she appeared in public, she would only embarrass the little milk tank. This is why she never visited the class when she was in Country E.

  The whole E country is speculating that Ma Ma in the small milk tank should be a peerless beauty, who would have thought that she actually...

   "Go, go!" Little milk tank kept begging, "Mama, you are the best at disguising, you can pretend to be my assistant or manager in the crew!"

  "Yes..." Even so, Wen Churan hesitated.

The little milk can was anxious, and shouted, "I have been on the show for so long, Ma Ma, you have never been to the crew to watch my filming. Other young actors have Baba Ma Ma to visit the class. I don’t have Baba, so it’s fine. As a result, Even Ma Ma refused to go, so sad, oooooo..."

  There is no Baba, this is indeed Wen Churan’s eternal debt to the little milk pot.

   After hearing the complaint of the little milk tank, the guilt that emerged from the bottom of her heart made her have to agree.

"OK then."

   "Mama promised?"

"Um."

"Oh!" The little milk tank got out of the bed with excitement in an instant, waving his arms and cheering, happy like a two hundred jin fat man "Mama promise! Mama promise! Mama wants to see I'm filming!"

  Wen Churan pulled him back into the bed, "I can sleep well now, right?"

  The little milk pot obediently closed her eyes, and said softly, "Well, the little milk pot is already asleep. Don't worry."

  Wen Churan shook his head and smiled helplessly.

The next day, Little Milk Tank wanted to go with Wen Churan. Wen Churan wanted to make some things that Little Milk Tank loved to bring to the crew. For fear of delaying the shooting time of Little Milk Tank, he asked him to follow the dough stick first and wait for himself. Just go alone later.

After preparing the food and squeezing a few cups of watermelon juice, Wen Churan deliberately wore low-key gray and dark clothes, then put on a hat and a mask to cover the real face. Instead of letting the driver of the Presidential Palace deliver it, he sat instead. Taxi to the crew.

  In the end, there is no one guarding the entrance of the crew. Wen Churan also prepared a lot of rhetoric in advance. Now it seems that it should be unnecessary.

Walking into the crew, I saw all kinds of shooting machinery piled up around, a large number of staff shuttled back and forth, looking anxious and hurried, all of them were already very busy, and the instructions from the walkie-talkies were everywhere. Keep bombarding the ears.

   Seeing this scene, Wen Churan felt like he had gone back to the past. When he was filming on the crew, it was exactly the same as the current situation.

  (End of this chapter)