Mr. Fu has a white moonlight in his heart

Mei Junyu sat in the dressing room almost suppressing her anger and let the makeup artist of the production crew smear on her face. The makeup artist just witnessed how Le Qinsheng rushed into Mei Junyu's dressing room and wiped Mei Junyu and her followers Pulled it out in the dressing room, and then yelled at the director in front of everyone how unfair it was.

The makeup artist has also been in the entertainment industry for many years, and I have never seen someone as arrogant and brainless as this kid.

Therefore, now that Mei Junhe's face is as watery, it is human nature. Anyone who encounters this kind of thing will be disgusted. It's just that the makeup artist carefully put on Mei Junhe's makeup, trying not to offend this person who is said to have a background. Not a small but very low-key newcomer.

On the contrary, after Mei Junhe's face darkened for a while, he tried hard to adjust himself. Since three years ago, he tried hard to make himself happier every day. The ability of self-regulation is not comparable to that of ordinary people.

The smile on her lips scared the makeup artist, who said cautiously: "Close your eyes and spray some makeup setting water."

Mei Junhe pursed his lips and smiled, closing his eyes: "Thank you."

The makeup artist kept saying no, and then helped Mei Junhe to set the makeup.

While spraying water, he thought for a while and comforted Mei Junyu: "Don't think too much, there are still many lunatics like this in the entertainment industry."

There are ears everywhere in the crew, and generally not many people dare to speak like that, but Mei Junyu was surprised, and then opened his eyes and asked: "I see, thank you, what is your name?"

The makeup artist felt relieved seeing Mei Junyu's amiable appearance: "My name is Huatong, Tongtian Tong."

Mei Junyu smiled: "Mei Junyu, you should know, which studio did you sign to?"

Huatong shook his head when he heard the words: "I don't like the studio very much, I'm a little restrained, I work alone, I can eat when I have work, and if I don't have money, I just look at my own beauty, and I'm full when I look at it."

Mei Junhe was amused by Huatong's call. Huatong was a young girl who looked open-minded when she said this, but it was still a bit bitter.

Mei Jun and Wen Yan blinked, but they had an idea, took out their mobile phone, smiled lightly and said to Huatong, "Can you leave me a mobile phone number?"

When Mei Jun and Qing smiled, the smile looked very friendly, Hua Tong hurriedly turned out the phone, nodded repeatedly: "Okay, my phone number is 137XXXXX"

Mei Junyu wrote down the mobile phone number and called Huatong's mobile phone. Huatong saved the number: "Okay."

When Fu Tong opened the door and came in, he saw Huatong Chaomei Junyu shaking his mobile phone, and then he said "Okay", and his heart suddenly felt displeased, so he stepped forward and intervened strongly. Then, with a smile, he said softly to Mei Junyu: "What are you doing?"

Mei Junhe had already softened his heart yesterday, and was disturbed by Le Qinsheng early in the morning. His head, which was a little hot yesterday, had completely calmed down, and then remembered that the person in front of him was still somewhat unclear about the relationship with Le Qinsheng. And Fu Tong still has a fiancée, Mei Junyu looked at Fu Tong and smiled coldly: "What are you doing?"

Fu Tong was taken aback by Mei Junhe's attitude, didn't the little guy's attitude eased a lot yesterday, what happened today?

Fu Tong was not impatient at this time, but took the lunch box from the special assistant, put it in front of Mei Junyu, then rubbed Mei Junyu's head, and coaxed softly: "What's the matter, I have eaten breakfast No, I brought you breakfast."

Being coaxed by Fu Tong with such a voice, Mei Junhe's irritability increased instead of diminishing. He couldn't help thinking how many lovers Fu Tong had coaxed with such an attitude in the past three years. Is it a tease on a whim.

After all, this is what Fu Tong is best at, isn't it?

Mei Junyu waved Fu Tong's hand away, and then pushed away the breakfast on her table. The lid of the breakfast box was swung open, and the fragrance filled the dressing room immediately. It was relatively early, and I didn't have breakfast. At this time, my stomach made an inappropriate sound.

Fu Tong had been slapped in the face again and again, and he was still a little annoyed at first, but when he heard this sound, a faint feeling of pampering rose in his heart, he sighed, then fished the lunch box back, and opened it , took the spoon that was put aside, scooped up a spoonful of porridge, put it near Mei Jun's mouth, and coaxed softly like a child: "Okay, can you be angry with me after eating?"

Fu Tong, with a gentle voice and soft expression, squatted in front of Mei Junyu who was sitting on the swivel chair. The two of them looked very good. When they got along, they looked like a painting. The side seemed to be a special assistant on the background board. And the makeup artist couldn't help holding his breath at this time.

No matter how angry Mei Junhe was in his heart, he couldn't express it at this time. He sighed, then opened his mouth to eat the porridge that Fu Tong fed him, and then said a little stickyly: "Why are you here so early? ? Is the company not busy?"

Seeing this, Fu Tong's special assistant immediately pulled Huatong, who was still stunned, Huatong immediately understood, and retreated with the special assistant. When they reached the door of the dressing room, Huatong was still a little dazed, murmuring unconsciously. Nan: "My god, this is too spoiled."

It's no wonder that Huatong would make such a sigh. Fu Tong's condition is very high-quality, with a deep outline, a handsome face, and a very tall stature. What's more, Fu Tong's photos were also exposed on the Internet back then, and many people knew him. The only son and proper heir of the Fu family, a wealthy family in S city, made such a gesture, which just happened to hit the little girl's heart.

The special assistant shrugged his shoulders. He has been with Fu Tong for several years and has seen Fu Tong deal with a lot of petty affairs. Naturally, he would not think that this is Fu Tong's nature like ordinary little girls who just met.

The two people guarding the door had different thoughts, and the two people in the dressing room also had different thoughts. After Mei Jun and Fu Tong had a sip of porridge, they realized what they had done, and then they stretched out their hands to hide from Fu Tong. The spoon in his hand: "I can do it myself."

Fu Tong dodged Mei Junyu's hand with a smile: "Hey, isn't falling in love just wasting time on each other in a legitimate name?"

Mei Jun and Wen Yan were stunned, no matter how angry they were, they hesitated: "Us?...in love?"

Fu Tong lowered his head and scooped up another spoonful of porridge, and handed it to Mei Junhe's lips: "Otherwise, Xiaoyu, I know you misunderstood me for a long time, but life is only a few short decades, since we love each other Yue, why waste time on..."

Before Fu Tong could finish his words, he suddenly got stuck. There was no other reason. He looked up and saw that Mei Junyu's face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye. He had prepared a whole bunch of lies, but Seeing Mei Jun and her current appearance, they were suddenly stuck, those lies seemed to have turned into piercing fishbone, stuck in her throat, unable to swallow or spit out.