Ferocious Boss: Hubby, Let’s Get Married

This place is indeed the most ideal location for filming. When it comes to this, Jin Xuechu feels like he has just opened.

Yan Qingsi directly ignored Jin Xuechu's half-truth joke. She didn't want to hit a man, so she wouldn't pick up anything from him.

Yan Qingsi laughed: "When your new song is released, you remember to promote me."

Jin Xuechu: "A must ..."

Xiao Xu puts on Yan Qingsi's makeup. She wears her own clothes, bare feet, and stands on an abandoned car. The red **** skirt is blown by the wind. The photos freeze, the light and shadow are intertwined, beautiful and decadent, gray and Light, like the collision of two worlds.

Even if there are few people, even if there is no professional photographer.

It's just that some long-term shots are staggered, some shots are shaking and jumping, but this MV is still very beautiful.

The rest is the post and soundtrack. Some of these will be done by Jin Xuechu's private studio.

After the filming, Yan Qingsi left, and there was time for Jingcheng.

Sitting in the car, Jin Xuechu looked at the photos in the camera over and over again.

Yan Qingsi was standing on a shabby mottled car, her body was thin but not weak, as if it contained a huge power, the shadow projected on the ground, like a monster, with a vigorous vitality, as if everyone Can't overwhelm her.

Jin Xuechu said to Tony: "Really beautiful, isn't it?"

Tony nodded subconsciously, but looked at his mouth and said, "No matter how beautiful you are, you won't straighten me."

Jin Xuechu's eyes were always staring at Yan Qingsi's photo: "You are naturally bent, I like it."

Tony was surprised. "Are you really here?"

"Yes, I like it!"

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"Mr. Yue, Miss Qingsi went to Jingcheng again." Jiang Lai reported as usual, he was careful, for fear of wording.

It's been a week since I read Yan Qingsi's materials, and Yue Tingfeng doesn't seem to have eased from it.

Once he had been idle for a few days, Yan Qingsi's face would float in his head, indifferent and fierce, as if he had been sharpened from the fire after being tempered.

In his ears, the words of Yan Qingsi will also float—don't fall in love with me!

Yue Tingfeng felt that she was about to be schizophrenic.

The initial panic gradually subsided, but he still could not have the courage to stand in front of Yan Qingsi, and there was no knot in his heart that could not be undone.

Although these days, he ran downstairs to Yan Qingsi's house every day.

But what can he do up there?

apologize?

Can he say it?

Don't apologize, what do you do?

Meet, what can he say to Yan Qingsi?

Yue Tingfeng struggled every day. He wanted to find someone to ask, but he didn't know how to ask, and even felt faceless to speak.

Jiang came to see Yue listen to the wind and walk away, and called two times in a row: "General Yue, General Yue ..."

Yue listened to the wind and said, "Okay, I see."

Going to Jingcheng, Yue Tingfeng frowned.

Jiang came to see Yue Tingfeng absent-minded, and said, "Mr. Yue, there is one more thing, Miss Yan Ruke, who has been looking for you through me recently."

Yue Tingfeng's face immediately cooled down, and her thin lips were cold and ruthless: "How far can she go?"

Hearing the name Yan Ruke, Yue Tingfeng now had more than anger. He remembered what the Yan family had done to Yan Qingsi, and he felt like he was about to kill himself.

Jiang Lai was careful: "I've let it go, but ..."