Chapter 783

"This one, black and white."

He prefers simple colors, simple styles and less complicated designs.

In the heart of Yun's poems, I write it down in silence.

Back in the car, yunshishi sent a wechat to Lin Fengtian and reported to him.

After a while, Lin Fengtian was not busy, and replied a long paragraph: "poetry, where have you been these days, not in the hospital, you can't call your cell phone, I originally took the crew to the hospital to see you, but the doctor said you were discharged. So early to leave the hospital, do not rest for a while? "

"It's time to go on holiday." The poem replied with a smile.

Lin Fengtian replied, "well It's good to go out and relax. I'm sorry that I didn't visit the cast in time when I was busy with the work. "

"Don't say that, director Lin. You're a big director of Nikkei. You're busy! " Yunshi ridiculed him in a strange way.

Lin Fengtian returns a string of ellipsis.

Then came the message: "take care of yourself and welcome back to the crew."

"Well, thank you."

"Going back to the crew?" Muyazhe looked straight ahead and asked lightly.

"Well." Cloud poetry nodded.

When a traffic light stopped, muyazhe suddenly turned his eyes and looked at her. He said coldly, "I raise you."

"Huh?" Yunshishi didn't respond for a moment and looked at him. However, when she came back to her senses and heard what he had just said, her face slightly changed, "what do you mean?"

"Literally."

Muyazhe looked at her deeply: "poetry, I raise you. So, you don't have to do any more acting or work. Just stay with me. "

Yun Shishi stared at him, unable to respond for a long time.

I don't know why, generally speaking, when a man says this to a woman, most women should feel very happy.

However, hearing such words from moyazhe's mouth, somehow, she felt that she was not happy.

Muyazhe's eyes fixed on her, but he saw that she was silent. Junmei said slightly: "why, listen to me, you don't seem happy?"

When the red light turns green, he doesn't react immediately.

It was not until the grumpy whistle behind alerted him that he turned his eyes to the front, stepped on the accelerator, and the car continued to move forward.

The mottled shadows of trees flashed by the window.

The sun shines into the window and strolls in warmth.

"Moyazhe, would you like to raise me?"

"Well!"

Muyazhe's lips smile.

He thought it was a happy thing to raise his beloved woman.

What's more, he has a magnificent empire of wealth. Do his women still use it to work?

As soon as he thought of that day, Yan Bingqing slapped her in the face, his heart ached fiercely.

In his mind, killing or light to forgive her.

This kind of woman, who dares to move his people, should die without pity.

However, when he thought that she would return to the drama group and the vicious entertainment circle, there would be a second Yan Bingqing and a third Yan Bingqing, he was worried.

Not to give up her grievances, that's all.

"I raise you." "So, you don't have to go back to that crew," he said

"No." Cloud poetry is subtle.

Mu Yazhe's eyes were slightly surprised and looked at her? Why not? "

"Because it's weird." Cloud poetry fingers around the hair, look complex.