Male God, a Little Su

"Brother, it's over, why don't you leave?"

Chen An looked at the Qing Jun man who was sitting in front of the makeup table, with his eyes down and slowly rubbing his wrists, puzzled.

"hold on."

Xie Fei answered with his lips parted.

The slender eyelashes are drooping, like the wings of an insect, fragile and beautiful.

But those who knew him knew that all this was just an illusion.

"But why..."

Chen An scratched his head, speechless.

...

"You stop for me!"

"Sister Yu, calm down, this is outside!"

"Let me go, I'm going to ask you clearly today, what does she mean?" Wen Yu shook off Deng Wen's hand and ran to Su Ro in three or two steps, blocking her way.

Su Yan tilted her head and waited quietly for Wen Yu to speak.

Wen Yu couldn't see her gentle and harmless appearance. Only by experiencing it personally did she know what a bad heart this woman was wrapped in under her beautiful appearance!

"Su Yan, you are deliberately going against me, right? Do you really think that if you squeeze me out of this crew, you will be able to soar into the sky?"

Wen Yu smiled sarcastically, and put her hands around her chest.

"No matter how hard you try, it can't change your promiscuous private life, and your image that you have no bottom line for the superior. It's okay to squeeze me out, but do you really think that the outside world will think that you got this role by your own strength?"

Do not--

They feel like a mirror in each other's hearts, and they all know that the audience will definitely think that Su Yan can squeeze Wen Yu away. It's not her strength, but her face, her body.

This is how this society is. If she does one thing wrong, in the future, everything she does will become wrong under the magnification of colored glasses!

"Finished?"

Su Yan listened to her quietly, and lifted her eyes lightly.

Her eyelashes were like fans, thick and long.

The pupils under the eyes are dark, and when they are not smiling, they give people a sense of unprovoked evil, with a strong sense of oppression.

Wen Yu panicked.

Hearing Su Yan sneered, "If you want me to be angry, you will probably be disappointed."

Deng Wen looked at Su Ro's smile and couldn't help letting go of Wen Yu's hand.

"Aren't you angry?" Wen Yu stared at Su Yan with an inexplicable expression.

Work has already ended, and the crew is almost gone. Although Wang Chong and the others have not spoken directly to Wen Yu. But they are all in the same crew, and there is some trouble, how could Wen Yu not know?

Now, it's just a matter of notifying her.

The messy shooting venue is surrounded by the architectural style of the Republic of China.

Su Yan played with a strand of broken hair and raised her red lips lightly, "Angry? What does an outsider's idea have to do with me? Don't you just think that I rely on my face and my body? That's fine. At least, that's the same thing. Kind of, are you sure about my beauty?"

The lazy tone of voice was passed into Wen Yu's ears without any hassle.

Wen Yu suppressed her anger, she sneered, "Are you really narcissistic?"

Hear this.

Su Yan smiled inexplicably, approached her with hooked lips, and said in a volume that only three people could hear, "Beautiful people have the capital of narcissism, but ugly people don't, such as you—"

"You—slut—!!"

Wen Yu was completely devoid of her anger and rationality, so she raised her hand fiercely and hit Su Yan's incomparably bright little face with a smile.

"Sister Yu!"

"stop--"

Xie Fei stayed in the lounge for nearly ten minutes without waiting for the person he wanted to appear.

However, as soon as he went out, what caught his eye was a very familiar scene.