After Pregnancy, I Divorced the Actor

When Qi Yan and the others boarded the car, Yan An still tried his best to pretend to be a heat stroke patient.

She leaned against the window with her eyes closed, her head rubbing her temples all the time.

It's just that when he heard the movement, he opened his tightly closed eyes a little bit, and secretly looked at the current situation.

The minibus doesn't have many seats, besides the six guests, photographers and staff also have to come up, so there are only four rows and eight seats for them.

Yan Yu has already occupied one of them.

Qi Yan has a high status in the entertainment industry, and the other three followed him, waiting for him to take a seat first.

The cameraman is behind them again, so it's kind of like, a bunch of people in the car are watching Yanyan who is pretending to be sick.

Yan An felt the pressure, so he quickly closed his eyes, not daring to peek, and turned his head quietly.

You may not be able to feel the sight of one person, but with a group of people looking at you, you can definitely feel the heat contained in it, which can almost compete with today's scorching sun.

Even Yan Mengmeng and Yan Kuku kids in their pockets could feel this point.

Because of sitting, no one noticed that Yan An's two small pockets were trembling slightly.

Yan Mengmeng: I'm so scared what happened.

Yan Kuku: Ah, what's the matter, why do you want to look at me?

However, due to Yan Eucalyptus's repeated instructions before coming, soaking lemon slices in water, and stir-frying bitter gourd, they still didn't make any big noise.

Qi Yan glanced at Yan An casually, with deep eyes. He took off his hat, smoothed his messy hair slightly, and didn't wear it anymore, and sat directly beside her with his luggage.

Yan Yu:! !

She turned her head to the outside of the window again, feeling the person sitting next to her, almost wanting to jump out of the window directly.

But 300,000 is already in her pocket, how can she return it? cannot!

So she can only sit like a dead wood.

She was even afraid that in the next second, Qi Yan would greet her and say, 'Long time no see, my ex-wife, how are you doing? '

If so, she will really die!

Qi Yan's army of fans is like locusts crossing the border. Once it was discovered that she was his ex-wife, and she gave him six seeds in her life.

I'm afraid this copper money plant of hers will be eaten up!

And Wen Yang, who planned to sit in the same row with Qi Yan after he sat down, turned dark, but she immediately returned to normal, and sat in the empty seat on the side closest to Qi Yan.

Seeing this, Ji Lan, who was impatient, pushed his sunglasses, sat down on the side seat, and crossed his legs.

Jiang Tian sat in the remaining row of empty seats.

The current situation is that there are people in each of the four rows, and only Qi Yan and Yan An are sitting together.

But Liang Baiyu was missing.

The sweaty director hung up the phone, got into the car, and said to everyone: "Bai Yu said it's coming soon, let's wait?"

Yan An really wanted to say to the director, "How is that possible? I asked him when he was about to arrive, and he said he would be there soon. Director, you probably don't know. Liang Baiyu said he would be there soon, which means he hasn't left yet!" So director, let's go! '

"let's go."

When everyone was silent, a voice sounded, faint, like water, inexplicably making people feel a coolness.

In his mind, Yan Yu subconsciously covered his mouth with his hands rubbing his temples, and then realized that the voice was her ex-husband's voice.

Oh, not what she said.

It's just that the movement of her covering her mouth was a bit loud, and Qi Yan, the director, and others all looked at her.

Yan Yu, who covered his mouth, could only bite the bullet and lie: "... I feel a little nauseous, maybe it's heatstroke..."

The director and the staff looked at her suspiciously, obviously she was fine just now.

But in the end, he was afraid that something would happen to her, so the director wanted someone to go to the medical staff accompanying the group.

Qi Yan swept his eyes and said lightly: "Isn't there a medicine box in the car? Just take Huoxiang Zhengqi Water."

As soon as the words fell, the clever staff immediately brought the unopened row of Huoxiang Zhengqi water from the medicine box.

Qi Yan took it, and slowly opened the outer plastic seal, took out one from the inside, and handed it to Yan Yu: "Drink."

The camera freezes on a hand that looks like a work of art, with Huoxiang Zhengqi Water in hand.

【WooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooOoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo 】

[However, Huoxiang Zhengqi Water is really bad to drink. 】

【This hand! ! Ahhh, give me Huoxiang Zhengqi Water! I drink! I drink it even if it is poison! 】

However, Yan An looked at the terrible medicine with a look of horror.

She hurriedly waved her hands, and stammered: "...No no no no no no no no!"

This scene involuntarily reminded her of the time when she was not married to Qi Yan three years ago.

At that time, she had just transmigrated into this world not long ago, and had no money or spiritual power. She followed him all the way, and was dying of the sun, almost turning into copper money grass powder.

When his consciousness was hazy, Qi Yan pulled her into his home, then searched in the medicine box, found this thing, and directly poured it down for himself.

After living for two hundred years, Yan An knew for the first time that there were such terrifying things in the world!

She felt that she was awakened not by being cured, but by being drunk by this potion.

For the next month, Yan Yu felt that there was a smell of Huoxiang Zhengqi water on his body, which lingered for a long time and was always fresh.

From then on, she swore, in this life! she! Again! also! No! want! drink! up!

Qi Yan slightly raised his eyebrows, anticipating her answer.

He approached her slightly, and skillfully bypassed the headset when he spoke, his voice could only be heard by Yan Yu: "Why, do you want me to drink it?"

Yan An's body trembled, remembering the viciousness with which he poured the medicine back then, he took the Huoxiang Zhengqi water tremblingly, and hummed softly, "I drink it myself."

Qi Yan hummed lightly.

Yan Yu pursed his lips, looked away, looked out of the window, then raised his hand little by little, raised it, raised it again.

With a soft bang, Huoxiang Zhengqi Water fell out of the car window.

[Damn, this operation is amazing, I admire it! 】

[Miss Sister is really 'too careless'! 】

[Miss Amateur looked at Huoxiang Zhengqi Shui, as if looking at a scourge. 】

[Hahaha Miss Sister is really funny. 】

Oh yeah!

Yan Yu cheered in his heart.

But on the face, he knew the expression of the cool kid who was imitating the language, wrinkled into a bitter face, and said apologetically: "I didn't hold it steady, it fell."

Qi Yan lifted his eyelids slightly, and took out another bottle lightly: "It's okay, there are more."

Yan Yu: "..."

【Fuck hahahahahahahahahaha】

【Emperor Yan: The devil is the ghost】

[What is this mess about? The Huoxiangzhengqi water was kindly handed to her, but she threw it away? Can't you just speak up if you don't drink? What white lotus, it's so disgusting! WCNM! Die now! 】

[...What kind of hot chicken got mixed up in the barrage, it has been reported. 】

[I don’t understand the barrage etiquette of funny variety shows, either hahahahaha or ahhhhhhh? You are the best, you are awesome, and you are the best in the world in terms of morality, intelligence, physique and beauty. 】

The bullet screen was noisy, and Yan Yu naturally didn't know it.

She looked at the second Huoxiangzhengqi water handed over, threw her head to the window, covered her head with the sun protection clothing on her legs, and said with nothing to love: "...It's really unnecessary, I'm fine, I'll just sleep in."

Wen Yang, who was closest to the two of them, watched all this from the sidelines. Her fists curled up slightly, her eyes fell on Qi Yan's side face greedily, and she summoned up her courage and said cautiously: "Mr. Qi, can you give me one?"

Qi Yan looked at her expressionlessly.

She tried her best to withstand the pressure that seemed to be heavy in her eyes: "The temperature is a bit high today. I want to drink a bottle to prevent it. If I suffer from heatstroke, it will be bad. I'm afraid I will trouble everyone again."

In a word, very decent. In addition, her public image has always been good, and she is very popular with the audience. There were voices of fans confessing in the barrage.

Hearing this sentence, Yan Yu, who was covered with sun protection clothing, paused, rolled his eyes quietly, and looked at Wen Yang through a layer of veil, with admiration in his eyes, and his thoughts coincided with those of the fans in the barrage.

What kind of stunning cutie is this, who would drink Huoxiang Zhengqi water without heatstroke!

Humans are indeed the greatest and greatest species in the world, she admires them!

Under the camera, Qi Yan didn't say anything, he was in a good mood today, seeing his old friend, he was still very happy.

He directly threw the whole box in his hand to Wen Yang.

Wen Yang took it in a panic, and thanked him with a blushing face.

Liang Baiyu still didn't show up. When the director invited Liang Baiyu, he was aware of this situation.

So without struggling for too long, the program team gave up on Liang Baiyu and was ready to go.

Unfortunately, less than a minute after the car drove, a car arrived late, Liang Baiyu's manager ran out of the car, chased them and shouted: "Director, we are here! Liang Baiyu is here, wait a minute !"

Liang Baiyu's manager is a middle-aged man, slightly fat and not tall.

Probably because he had been with Liang Baiyu for a long time, his voice became a lot louder. When he yelled, everyone in the car heard him.

The driver stopped the car quickly.

After a while, the manager came over with Liang Baiyu, and said beside the car door: "Liang Baiyu, this is a 12-hour live broadcast, please pay attention to the concept of time!"

Liang Baiyu waved his hand: "Don't worry, I have a sense of proportion in my heart, trust me."

The manager sighed. A big man wanted to cry but couldn't cry, so he could only wipe off his sweat and pushed his artist into the car irritably.

In short, no matter how credible this statement is, he will not care about it for the next few days!

Yan Yu pulled off a corner of his sunscreen and looked at the back of his manager leaving outside the car window. He felt as if he had jumped out of a fire pit at the moment, and his joy was beyond words.