Chapter 109 (1/2)

And on the fourth day, it was officially turned on.

Lin niansi, as the main character, started his first scene, so he appeared. Surprisingly, he didn't seem to have happened, except for the dark under his eyes.

It seems that I haven't slept for a few days. I can see some clues even after making up.

Seeing this, Zheng Quzhi lies in Wei Yan's ear and asks in a low voice: ”he should not be entangled by dirty things, right?”

Wei Yan lifted her eyes and looked at the past coolly. As expected, she saw that the man was surrounded by black gas. Because of this man's disgust, he moved his eyes and said, ”it's OK.”

If there is no accident, it is insomnia at most.

Hearing these two words, Zheng Quzhi didn't know whether he was disappointed or relieved. He took a look at Lin niansi and looked at the makeup artist who made up for the main characters. He sighed, ”I don't know how long they have to spend and when they can take my turn.”

Then, looking up at Wei Yan, the meaning is self-evident.

Wei Yan picks eyebrow, Mou inside took some smile meaning: ”so?”

”Ha ha ha, how about you make up for me?” Zheng Qu's eyes and eyebrows were bent and he put the script aside.

”Good.” Seeing this, Wei Yan's smile at the bottom of her eyes became more and more thick. She pulled a stool to Zheng Quzhi from the side and said, ”sit down.”

Zheng Quzhi then sat down and looked up at Wei Yan with his face full of makeup. In fact, only a light make-up can be used. He has a good foundation and doesn't need these cumbersome things.

Obviously, it's just make-up. There have been a lot of people wrestling with his face, but none of them is more nervous than this time. Zheng Quzhi held his breath and quietly looked at the people in front of him and felt his heart beating fast.

”Fu Yun.” He suddenly made a voice and looked at Wei Yan who was staring at himself seriously. ”Why are you following me?”

Wei Yan didn't answer, even liankan didn't know where to come from. He took a lipstick in his hand and said in a hurry: ”come on, put on a lipstick.”

Wei Yan took it, drooped her eyes and looked at it. A dark color flashed in her eyes, and her hand had already stretched out. Wei Yan's larynx moved slightly and her hand trembled slightly, and the lipstick was smeared askew.

Zheng Quzhi blinked, turned his head back, reached out and took a look at the mirror. After seeing his appearance in the mirror, he couldn't help but draw from the corner of his mouth.

”Did you mean it?” Zheng Quzhi looks up and stares at Wei Yan.

Wei Yan shakes his head and reaches out to erase the red. The more the clinker is applied, the more the contaminated area is. Wei Yan was stunned, but his hand didn't come back and stayed by his lips.

The atmosphere suddenly changed. Zheng Quzhi was stunned.

Wei Yan's cool hands still stay on his face. Zheng Quzhi swallows and salivas, his head tilts back, and reaches out to pull several paper towels and daub them on his lips.

”Well, what are you doing?” Lianlian, who went out and came in again, stopped Zheng Quzhi's action and scolded: ”the brain has scar!”

”Hahaha, I've rubbed to other places by accident.” Zheng Quzhi joked. He took lipstick from Wei Yan's hand and carelessly applied some to his red and swollen lips.