Chapter 474: Do not understand style

Ling Sheng's nervous breathing stopped when he heard this, and looked at him: "Director Chen, do you really want to play the game?"
Chen Mo raised his eyebrows: "Why, don't you believe my acting skills?"
Ling Sheng shook his head, quietly glanced at the man facing diagonally, with an elegant and gentle smile on his face, and hurriedly said: "No, then the play, the play."
His scalp was a little numb, San Ye smiled so softly, but sometimes, the gentle eyes are the most elusive, I don't know what he is thinking.
"Professor, this is my birthday present to you." Ling Sheng changed to Chaolu in seconds, hung his head slightly shyly, did not dare to look at the man in front of him, his heart was like kicking a small deer, and he kept jumping. His face also began to blush slightly.
"You put it on for me!" Chen Mo acted in a play, quietly paying attention to the reaction of someone next to him, and found that the air around him was sour.
Chaolu's tense hands trembled and took out the scarf from the beautiful gift box. She stood on her tiptoes, and when she gently touched the man's shoulder, her round and beautiful fingers shrank suddenly, as if they had been electrocuted, but she was reluctant to bear it. When I left, I didn't dare to look at the man's face.
Jun Shiyan's heart is a bit dry and gloomy. It's okay to watch her doing variety shows. There is no emotional scene. But when she sees her doing emotional scenes, especially with people, his inner possessiveness expands a little, and he soon takes over him. Whole heart, made him wish to tell her loudly immediately: No acting, I don't like it!
But seeing the little girl devote herself to the performance she likes, can only comfort herself, she is just acting, she is just acting, there is nothing to be angry about.
Chen Mo lowered his eyes, raised his head towards the dew, and met unexpectedly. Her eyes were shining little stars, worshiping, admiring, shy, expecting, and all kinds of complex expressions were rich and touching.
"Don't move." Chen Mo looked at her tenderly, trying to reach out to remove the ball of hair on her hair.
When Chao Lu saw the man's hand approaching, she slowly closed her eyes, her tense eyelashes were trembling, she lost the stiffness of the afternoon, and she didn't have the resistance at that time.
Chen Mo lowered his head and slowly approached, just two centimeters away from her forehead.
"Ahem!" Jun Shiyan suddenly coughed twice, and then said nonchalantly: "I heard the takeaway."
Chen Mo glanced at him contemptuously, didn't he say he didn't care? Didn't you say to support her? It's just a forehead kiss, see what makes him nervous.
Ling Sheng opened his eyes and looked at him strangely: "Yes? I didn't hear anyone knocking on the door."
Jun Shiyan concealed his gaffe: "It may be that I heard it wrong, I will go over and take a look."
Chen Mo looked at his back, his steps were a little messy, he couldn't help feeling in his heart, A Yan, he finally met a woman who could cure him.
He has a good vision, but why does he always feel like being robbed of a baby? I only saw the little girl not long ago and liked her from the bottom of my heart, but in a blink of an eye, the little girl became someone else's.
After thinking about it, there was still a feeling of uncomfortable feeling, and he looked at Ling Sheng: "When were you together?"
Ling Sheng is very obedient: "We have been together a long time ago."
Chen Mo's brow furrowed even tighter: "Where do you like him? I don't know anything about style, let's say, you are still older than you."
Besides, when they met, shouldn't Ayan be in a wheelchair? She was in a wheelchair and disfigured, so what did the little girl look at the man!