Mr. President, Your Wife is too Overbearing!

Luo Yangyang looked at Ma Feng and then not far away, with his left hand holding his right wrist, holding up the bubble that his index finger did not dare to move.

"Did you hit him?" Luo Yang's CCTV turned back to Ma Feng's face, frowning slightly.

"No, he pointed his finger at me, and I just waved it away." Ma Feng didn't think his flick was a beating.

He was not so light-handed.

"Be lighter in the future." Luo Yangyang exhorted. When the makeup was halfway around and about to go back, he suddenly turned around and looked at Ma Feng, "It's best not to make a move."

Although she lost control of her emotions on the day of the kidnapping, she vaguely impressed Ma Feng's face with a paralyzed face. He should have been in the abandoned factory that day.

"..." Ma Feng saw Luo Yangyang enter again, and his hand that was blocking the tent curtain also dropped.

He really just waved his hand casually, and he didn't make any effort.

One more thing, he should drive over in an RV tomorrow.

This suburb is at the foot of the mountain again, and there are many mosquitoes. It takes Luo Yangyang to put on a makeup for so long. It is safer to stay in the car so as not to be bitten by mosquitoes.

When Luo Yangyang finished making up and changing into costumes while filming, another car drove up in the distance, a red convertible with a slapstick bag.

Open the hood in the winter to show off, and the rapid cold wind can blow people's faces into hard rocks.

Ma Feng narrowed his eyes and looked at the pull-out convertible in the distance, thinking that the driver in the car was either a fool or a fool.

"Brother Heng is here!" Paobo was standing not far from the horse wind, and when he saw the convertible coming by the wind, he exclaimed.

Ma Feng's rare side eyes looked at Bubbles.

Brother Heng?

The first name that came to his mind was Feng Heng.

Sao Bao's red convertible drove over quickly, and Ma Feng saw Bubble Pidianpidian running past.

Ma Feng was also paying attention to the convertible. After the car drew near, he could guess that it was Feng Heng without looking at the people in the car.

Feng Heng got out of the car and saw Paochan leaning over with a smile: "Brother Heng, why are you free today?"

"I miss you." Feng Heng stretched out, and with peach blossom eyes, he hooked Bubble's chin ambiguously.

"Oh!" Bao Bao's handsome face was whiter than a woman, and he flushed all of a sudden, shyly nudged Feng Heng's arm, "Brother Heng likes to make fun of Bubbles."

Although Feng Heng was smiling, he still smiled cynically, but if you look closely, you will find that his smile does not reach his eyes at all.

After closing the car door, Feng Heng was about to walk to the side of the shooting site, when Tao Hua's eyes snapped.

Looking along the suspicious line of sight, Feng Heng saw Ma Feng when he saw it.

Ma Feng didn't mean to dodge, so he stared directly at Feng Heng.

Seeing Ma Feng on the set, Feng Heng seemed stunned for a moment, but in the next moment he seemed to think it was nothing strange.

"Baobu, is that person from your crew? Why haven't you seen it before?" Feng Heng took off his sunglasses, and pointed at Ma Feng.

"You said that facial paralysis." Following Feng Heng's direction, Bubble quickly saw Ma Feng, "He said he was Yang Yang's assistant."

"Assistant?" Feng Heng raised his brows slightly, and the jokes at the corners of his mouth became even worse.

The canonization is enough for the blood, and he actually transferred this person to Luo Yangyang as an assistant. Wouldn't it be a bit too weak?

"You don't think it's like an assistant, right?" In the cold wind, Bubble moved a few minutes closer to Fengheng, and whispered.

"Yes?" Feng Heng raised his brow on the other side, looking at Bubbles amusedly, "Then what do you think he looks like?"