Chapter 573: Not enough funds (2/2)

”Well, good idea,” Yi Ling patted Yan Huan's shoulder, ”I support you mentally.”

”I don't want to be mental,” Yan Huan feels that these are quite false. She is also pragmatic like Lu Yi.

”Then what do you want, flesh. Physically?”

Yan Huan rolled his eyes, ”What's the point of coming?”

”Hum...” Yi Ling pinched Yan Huan's face hard,

”Okay, when you turn on the phone, I will take care of the logistics for you. Is it good to send you a lunch box?”

”This is feasible,” Yan Huan really lacks a fixed lunch. This is fat. Although she is not poor, she is not reluctant to add a few dollars at a time, but because of the special stage now, she wants to They don't have much money, all of them are used for shooting, not in other places.

Of course, she can also go to a sponsor, but she doesn’t plan to do this at the moment. She knows the history. This piece of meat must be eaten by a big head. The road she paved in front is also for These ones.

She had given the logistics staff of Yiling, but she actually wanted to do something for Yiling. Everyone said that she had been pregnant for three years. She was really afraid that Yiling would come out for three years. Can't keep up with the rhythm of society. From now on, it's really a **** baby, and he has given himself alive.

She knows what nature Yiling is, and women need self-confidence, so that she will live longer and younger.

When he returned home, Lu Yi was still busy. He liked to use his new computer, and it was indeed very easy to use. Whether it was configuration or weight, it was the top international.

”I'm back,” Lu Yi put the notebook on the table and stood up.

Yan Huan threw his bag on the sofa, then walked over and habitually embraced his waist.

”Tired?” Lu Yi gently soothed her shoulder, only to find that the muscles on her shoulder were a little tight.

”Fortunately,” Yan Huan sighed comfortably. Ren Dayi's big hands pressed the acupuncture points on her shoulder from time to time. Lu Yi knew some meridian knowledge. His strength was not light, and Yan Huan liked his hand. Feeling on his shoulders.

Very comfortable and relaxing.

”I'm going to make a movie, it's set for the Chinese New Year.”

”Do you need my help?” Lu Yi picked her up and let her sit on her lap, tired, and took a good rest.

Yan Ji again hugged his waist and pressed his face tightly in his arms.

”Insufficient funds,” she said flatly. This film is a lot more investment than she imagined. She recently received an endorsement and received some soft hands, but it was still not enough.

”I'll come up with some ideas,” Lu Yian soothed Yan Huan's shoulders, again and again, as if to make her sleep in Baiyun, the kind of soft, soft, white, and clean.