Chapter 905: volleyball

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"In fact, the dangerous scenes are almost the same, I will not be injured." An Wen shook his leg and said.
"It's almost the same film, and it will still be hurt in the future." Chu Qichen corrected her.
An Wen tongued out and pulled his hand coquettishly.
Chu Qichen's face softened again within half a minute, and sighed.
"Is the wound itchy?" Chu Qichen asked.
"It was a little itchy last night, and it won't be anymore this morning." An Wen replied.
Chu Qichen's eyes were astonished, and the scab was cured so well in one night that he didn't have to change the medicine.
An Wen was afraid that he would like to hold his hand. "It's easy to recover from a small injury. How can I be so squeamish, it's fine."
Chu Qichen's eyes became serious as she listened to her. She sat on the sofa and embraced her in her arms, saying, "It's not arrogant, it's precious, you either have to find a way to hide me, do you know you hurt me How distressed. "
He used to be a career fan, but now he secretly hopes that An Wen will lose interest in this profession soon.
During these days of his stay here, An Wen will have new injuries on both ends of the day, but he can only feel distressed and have no other way. He can never really beat John Kerry.
Today is a rare time alone, An Wen and Chu Qichen walking on the beach, because the leg injury An Wen wore a pair of wide-leg pants.
Someone was playing volleyball on one side of the beach. An Wen felt a little itchy and joined them with Chu Qichen.
Most of these people are the crew of the "Underwater World" crew, John Kerry is also inside. He is wearing a loose yellow printed top and blue sea yarn color beach pants, which is particularly eye-catching in the crowd.
Approaching, An Wen greeted him, John Kerry's left eye was beaten blue, and his original big eyes were swollen with only a line.
"Director, what's wrong with your eyes?" An Wen asked with concern.
"Don't mention this obscene thing, play volleyball." John Kerry didn't want to answer, his face not good.
After he left, the deputy director whispered and An Wen said: "I didn't know who asked the director out yesterday, and it changed like this when we came back.
An Wen also heard some of John Kerry's affairs and smiled.
Chu Qichen pulled An Wen and his team, and the director was on the other team.
The combination of An Wen and Chu Qichen completely abused the John Krina team. After a dozen goals, John Kerry's mentality collapsed.
"You two come to my team one by one, how do you still play together?"
"Then the two of us are not together, did you win?" Chu Qichen asked lightly.
"Okay, An Wen came to me." John Kerry wiped the sweat on his face and waved to An Wen.
"She can't pass." Chu Qichen said.
"She didn't come here. How could you two not be together?" John Kerry came over to the net and asked puzzled.
"Her leg was injured and she can only play for so long." Chu Qichen looked at John Kerry, his eyes darkened with cold light.
John Kerry froze and understood what Chu Qichen meant.
An Wen is on his head, unwilling to go to the side, some looking at Chu Qichen coquettishly.
Chu Qichen never compromised with her injury, and An Wen couldn't face Chu Qichen's face without so many people.
An Wen walked to the chair under the big umbrella next to him, watching Chu Qichen abuse people.
John Kerry finally got tired and sat on the ground, shaking his hand: "I can't do it anymore."
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