He Is Warmer Than Time

In the Song family bungalow, Song Ran sat lazily on the sofa, flipping through the script in her hand, and in all fairness, after reading it again, from the perspective of a woman, she has fallen in love with such a little prince.

The little prince Nangongyan was born in the royal family. He was sixteen years old and he was less than a weak crown. He was the emperor’s favorite young son. He liked to wear a white robe and a golden crown with hair. He was good at holding a paper fan. He acted arbitrarily. He was in Kyoto. The dream lover of a woman who has never been out of the pavilion.

Nangong Yan is good at making acquaintances with martial arts. Although he was born rich and rich, he does not dislike the poor and love the rich.

After the dynasty was overthrown, the little prince regained power with the help of the heroes he had met before and became a man at the pinnacle of power.

The story is quite good. Song Ran was very heart-stirring. In the first half of the journey, the little prince was playing handsome, how to be unruly, dressed in white, and riding on a tall horse, how could he not poke a woman's heart.

She was moved by just reading the text.

It's just that, what worries her is that there is actually an emotional scene in it, and there are still two, two emotional scenes with women, this... how does she act?

How do you tell her to act? ?

Tell her brother, how did you feel when she saw it?

Deputy head Gu never expected that one day, his rivals would not be limited to men, but his Xiao Ran would have so many women who like her.

Deputy Head Gu is tired.

Song Ran sat holding the script in distress, until her sister came back, her eyes lit up: "Are you going to work?"

Song Xuan put down her purse: "On weekdays, I don't go to work, do you support me?"

Song Ran walked over and pleased: "Aren't you angry with Yang Haitao? Why are you so generous? I still feel angry, how can he deceive you."

Song Xuan gently pushed her: "Don't pretend to be in front of me."

Song Ran shook her hand: "I'm serious, aren't you angry anymore?"

This time her sister's anger disappeared so quickly, it was a bit unexpected. Could it be that Yang Haitao's confession letter touched her?

Song Xuan sighed: "I also reflected on it. I felt that I was too selfish. I asked him to take the TV college not for his own good, but for my vanity. I feel that I am not qualified to be angry with him. "

Song Ran was so shocked that he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear: "Ah? Sister, when did you have this kind of ideological enlightenment?"

Song Xuan squinted at her: "What do you mean... What do you mean? You mean, I have always been a self?"

Song Ran hurriedly smiled: "Don't don't don't, don't over-interpret what I mean, I'm just very pleased..."

Fortunately, her sister would also think about the problem from the standpoint of Yang Haitao. If it weren't for her liking, her sister would definitely not be able to do it.

Song Xuan pushed her head: "Okay, you are still pleased to figure out who is the sister and who is the sister, okay?"

"Yes, yes, you are my eternal sister, and a beacon on my way forward. Your actions will affect me to a large extent. Thank you for the positive influence your sister has brought to me."

Song Xuan sighed: "You are young and poor, you director Li called you back, is there anything important?"

Song Ran handed over the script: "The director asked me to act in a TV play."

Song Xuan was immediately excited: "Ah? Really? Are you going to play a TV series? Can I watch your play at home? Good thing."

Song Ran drooped on her shoulders: "Playing a romantic, unruly, handsome little prince."

Poof, Song Xuan couldn't help laughing out loud: "I said... I am looking forward to it."