The movie star's dumb little milk bag

Fu Zhiyan just made up for the scenes that Chen Yan delayed in the morning, and the two scenes in the afternoon have not been filmed yet, watching Yuan Qiao keep peeking at the gate of the studio, and asked, "Why don't you stay here with me if you don't have classes in the afternoon? "

Yuan Qiao nodded, and took out her mobile phone to type again.

【What can I do? 】

Fu Zhiyan was fierce, holding Yuan Qiao by the hand, and didn't feel that there was anything wrong with his behavior, "All you can do is rest!"

Yuan Qiao thought about it seriously and said it was acceptable.

He looked back at Xia You, tilted his head and smiled, and gestured thank you in sign language.

Xia You waved his hands and smiled happily: "It's okay, it's okay, the doctor said that I see more beautiful children now, which is good for the baby in my stomach."

Speaking of this, Yuan Qiao glanced at Xia You's belly with sparkling eyes. Xia You looked so young, it was hard to associate him with the pregnant woman he saw in life.

"Do you want to touch it?" Xia You saw the longing in Yuan Qiao's eyes, and with a sullen face, she looked like I was really not very interested, and couldn't help teasing him again.

Yuan Qiao held back for a moment, and glanced at Fu Zhiyan. Before Fu Zhiyan could speak, Xia You yelled at him: "Look at what he is doing, don't worry, the child is not his."

Fu Zhiyan was angry, because Xia You was a friend's wife and pregnant, so he resisted not speaking, the child looked at Yuan Qiao angrily, and snorted.

Probably Fu Zhiyan's attitude made Yuan Qiao feel a little timid. He shook his head longingly, expressing that he didn't want to touch it.

Xia You shrugged, okay, if you don't touch it, don't touch it, drive back to the hospital by yourself, and there is another person waiting to be touched!

This is Yuan Qiao's first time on the set. For an amateur, the set is quite mysterious, and Yuan Qiao is no exception. He is just at the age of being curious about everything, and follows Fu Zhiyan around with big eyes.

This studio was built by the production crew, more precisely, it was funded by Chen Yan's father, the funder. The whole is a miniature version of a city. It is said that the father of the funder loves Chen Yan and worries that she will suffer and be tired.

Fu Zhiyan only picks scripts, and accepts the characters he likes no matter what the conditions are. Although he scoffs at the relationship in the entertainment industry that can't get on the stage, it doesn't affect him in any way.

Fu Zhiyan was very patient with Yuan Qiao. Seeing him looking around, he slowed down and stayed by his side. Whenever Yuan Qiao's eyes stayed on a certain place for more than three seconds, Fu Zhiyan would introduce him patiently.

"Understood?" Fu Zhiyan said dryly, looking at Yuan Qiao beside him.

Yuan Qiao didn't say anything, she just raised her head and looked at Fu Zhiyan with a sweet smile.

His smile is different from the many kinds of smiles Fu Zhiyan has seen. It does not contain a trace of impurities. It simply wants to express his happiness. You can't help but soften your heart when you see it. It seems that seeing the smile on his face will change your mood. Seems like.

Under normal circumstances, Fu Zhiyan's lounge is usually the largest of the crew, after all, that's where his coffee seats are.

But this time Fu Zhiyan insisted on choosing a smaller lounge, because he felt that this would be suitable for his status as the second male lead. After all, the second male is a migrant worker, and Fu Zhiyan felt that staying in a useless lounge would help him get closer Role---Although this statement was met with merciless ridicule by Liu Lang.

There is a dressing table in the lounge, a hanger against the wall, which is used to store Fu Zhiyan’s private clothes, and a huge sofa, which Fu Zhiyan bought with his own pocket, and he sometimes lies on it to sleep at noon for a while.

Wen Xing was sitting on the makeup stool looking at his phone, when he saw Fu Zhiyan bringing Yuan Qiao in, he immediately stood up and greeted him.

"Yuan Qiao," Wen Xing said with a gentle smile, "Is your health better?"

Yuan Qiao still remembered Wen Xing and had a good impression of him, so he also squinted his eyes and nodded.

As if he couldn't see Wen Xing, Fu Zhiyan pulled Yuan Qiao to place on the sofa, while he squatted down and looked at Yuan Qiao: "You rest here for a while, sleep when you are sleepy, and I will ask Wen Xing to buy food for you later. you."

Me? !Wen Xing was furious. Fu Zhiyan's sofa was more than five figures. It was usually like a big baby. It would be difficult for anyone to sit down. I can't stand the ravages.

but!Now he let Yuan Qiao sit on it naturally, and even invited him to lie down?

Yuan Qiao's ass is not a butt!

"Tsk!" As soon as Fu Zhiyan turned around, he saw Wen Xing staring at the two of them blankly, and was unhappy: "Order a takeaway for Yuan Qiao, he hasn't even had lunch yet, oh yes, order something easy to digest. "

After Fu Zhiyan confessed, he was still not at ease. The mother-in-law took out the air conditioner and spread it on the sofa by herself, "Remember to cover the quilt when you sleep, and be careful not to catch a cold."

Although I intend to stay with Yuan Qiao for a while longer, but the scene in the afternoon is really heavy. The two days of filming are Fu Zhiyan and Chen Yan's rival scenes. Door.

In just a few meters, Fu Zhiyan took a step and turned back three times. He walked to the door and looked back at Yuan Qiao. He saw Yuan Qiao holding his quilt in his arms and staring at his back. Seeing Fu Zhiyan turning his head, Yuan Qiao pursed her lips and smiled again.

Wen Xing ordered a porridge for Yuan Qiao, and leaned against the dressing table to watch him lower his head and use a small plastic spoon to scoop it into his mouth one by one, his movements were gentle and unhurried.

Wen Xing was secretly surprised. He had followed Fu Zhiyan for so many years, and when he occasionally checked Weibo and saw Fu Zhiyan's wife fans eagerly discussing what kind of person "Mrs. Fu" would be in the future, he would also gossip in his heart. He wanted to feel that no kind of person could attract Fu Zhiyan's attention, so he came to the conclusion that Fu Zhiyan would probably be single for the rest of his life.

But now, watching Fu Yingdi, who is sometimes cold and sometimes fiery, sometimes gentle and sometimes cautious when facing the child in front of him, Wen Xing suddenly felt that someone who could subdue Fu Zhiyan seemed to have appeared.

Yuan Qiao ate a few mouthfuls of porridge, felt two fiery eyes on the top of her head, looked up at Wen Xing, saw him standing, and pointed to the sofa embarrassedly, meaning to let him come and sit down.

Wen Xing struggled for a while, Yuan Qiao's eyes were clear and clean, he really couldn't bear to refuse, but... Looking at this sofa that only Yuan Qiao could sit on, Wen Xing said forget it!

Yuan Qiao felt sleepy after eating porridge, and leaned listlessly on the sofa, hugging the quilt.

Seeing this, Wen Xing walked over and patted Yuan Qiao's shoulder lightly, Yuan Qiao was startled and woke up.

"Lie down and sleep for a while when you're sleepy," Wen Xing reminded, "Just now the boss said that you are weak now, and you need to rest more."

Yuan Qiao obediently took off his shoes, lay on his side on the sofa, bent his knees, folded his hands on his chest, like a good baby in a kindergarten on lunch break.

He was indeed very tired, and he became dazed after a while. Wen Xing checked the time and planned to go to the set to see Fu Zhiyan.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the door was opened, a sharp female voice suddenly sounded.