Chapter 511
The golden morning light came in through the French windows, part of it shining on the soft bed.
Rice crisp languidly lying on the bed, a thin white wrist from the inside of the quilt exposed, round and smooth shoulder still has been bitten left traces.
A black hair, scattered with the quilt.
Then the exposed wrist was taken back.
At the same time, her other hand came out of the quilt, crossed, with the back of her hand folded up and down.
"Well..."
The soft and lazy tone of voice is very popular.
Rice crisp from the quilt inside the red face, chin on the back of the hand.
She was not dressed yet, and this posture exposed the white and greasy skin of her arms, shoulders and neck.
The slender neck and a small piece of cream like jade back, together with the black hair, form an attractive landscape.
Lingling, Lingling
Mi Su closed his eyes, emptied an arm, fumbled for the mobile phone, slid to answer, "hello?"
"Missu, it's me."
“……”
Well
It's a dubbing director.
Wait
Dubbing director!!
All the sleepiness of rice cake is gone!
She took the quilt in her hand, wrapped the exquisite curve, and sat up directly from the bed, "director?"
"Yes, I am."
"What time is it?" Rice crisp asked, took a look at the mobile phone.
The trough!
Twelve o'clock!!
It's almost noon.
I remember that she usually went to the cast dubbing, and she arrived at the work site at 8 a.m. on time. Now she fell asleep and was late!
Mi Su frowned and put her cell phone in her ear to apologize to the director. "I'm sorry, I overslept last night and delayed everyone's progress. Please wait a moment for the director. I'll clean it up and hurry up in the shortest time!"
Then he immediately pulled the quilt over his body and got out of bed barefoot.
"It's OK. I'm calling to let you know that some of the equipment in the production team is broken, and I need to take a break to start working again."
“……”
Why?
Rice Crisp's action.
I didn't expect that the equipment would break down at this time.
Originally, MI Su was still worried that sleeping in would delay everyone's progress. He was so guilty that something like this happened.
It's just Is it a coincidence?
After the director finished, he said, "missu, the previous workload is very heavy. You can also take advantage of this time to have a rest. When all the equipment is repaired, I will send the work time to your mobile phone by SMS."
“…… Good Rice crisp originally sober head in a moment of muddle, hesitated to answer a sentence.
When the phone hung up, MI Su sat on the bed wrapped in a quilt.
Did Rong Shiyao do it?
Before Ming Ming, there was no problem with all the equipment. How could it happen that something went wrong at this time?
Rice crisp holding a mobile phone, open lips, teeth again and again bite the edge of the mobile phone.
In the end, I was too lazy to think about it.
It's nearly two months before the TV series is released. Even if you take a few days off and go back to work, you can still catch up with the time required by the producers and directors.
Since the director called to say that he could take a few days off, it means that the director also thinks that taking a few days off will not delay the progress of work.
In this way, there is nothing to tangle with.
Whether it's made by Rong Shiyao or not, she'll have a good rest for a while.
Mi Su noticed that Rong Shiyao was not there. He wrapped up his quilt and went to the wardrobe. He found a sleeveless white cotton hemp skirt and went into the bathroom.
As soon as he took a bath, he found out how dense the traces were.
And these traces are all telling Mi Su how crazy she and Rong Shiyao were last night.
Half asleep and half awake, MI Su vaguely remembers that she cared about the confusion, and she didn't know where she bit Rong Shiyao.
Where is it
Mi Su thought about it, and her cheeks became hot.
She scattered the pictures in her mind, drenched her graceful body with clear water, and did not look at the lingering traces.
The body is still a little sour, but the corners of the mouth are happy up.
After the bath, and hair, rice crisp a fresh fragrance downstairs.
As soon as I came down, I smelled the smell of food coming from the room.
She looked around the room, and did not see the figure of the hourly worker or servant. Out of curiosity, missu stepped close to the kitchen.
On the flow management table, there are all kinds of clean ingredients.
Standing next to the kitchen cooking figure, tall and straight, he is wearing the simplest white shirt, casual pants, long fingers holding a spoon, is putting a spoonful of seasoning into the delicious soup.Rice crisp swallowed.
She walked over, holding Rong Jinchu's thin waist from behind, her head leaning on his arm, staring at the white thick soup that sent out memories.
Rong Shiyao put the seasoning box back to its original position. He felt the fragrance coming from behind, and his thin lips were raised.
Is still dark in the pupil, turning the broken light of happiness.
He pulled out his hand and rubbed it on her head. "Wake up."
"Well." Rice crisp is absent-minded.
Her eyes have been falling on the soup, like a greedy kitten like the tongue licked, also don't care about the embarrassment of stomach cooing, "just drink soup?"
It's not enough just to drink soup.
Rong Shiyao glanced at all kinds of vegetables on the Liuli stage, turned down the heat of the soup pot, took the rice cake in his big hand, put it on his waist, pulled her forward, pointed to the ingredients, "how about you hit on one side?"
Mi Su nodded happily, "mm-hmm!"
When Rong Shiyao was cooking, she stood aside with the dishes she had washed and the ingredients she needed.
She opened her round eyes and looked at Rong Shiyao's skillful movements. When she thought of Rong Shiyao's amazing wealth, it was hard to imagine that he was a decathlon. Even he could learn the skill of cooking, "you are so amazing!"
She's not very good at cooking.
Before meeting Rong Shiyao, her meals were basically work meals or instant noodles. When she was free, she would go out with An'an and have a big meal.
About cooking this kind of thing, rice crisp has not practiced.
Rong Shiyao smiles and looks over his head at MISHU. His words are provocative and ambiguous. "Well, I'm very powerful, and so is that aspect."
“……”
When the food is ready, MI Su and Rong Shiyao take it out.
She stares at the table in front of her. It looks good, but she doesn't know how it tastes.
Rice crisp can't wait to pick up chopsticks.
But Rong Shiyao suddenly reaches out his hand and pats on the back of her hand, letting the hand that rice Su reaches halfway take back.
Seeing that she was looking at herself, Rong Shiyao's body leaped out of the familiar heat, deliberately coldly, and said, "have you washed your hands yet?"
“……”
Mi Su only takes care of his thugs, but he doesn't think about washing his hands at all.
Rong Shiyao took her chopsticks and looked at the kitchen, "wash your hands first."
Rice crisp languidly lying on the bed, a thin white wrist from the inside of the quilt exposed, round and smooth shoulder still has been bitten left traces.
A black hair, scattered with the quilt.
Then the exposed wrist was taken back.
At the same time, her other hand came out of the quilt, crossed, with the back of her hand folded up and down.
"Well..."
The soft and lazy tone of voice is very popular.
Rice crisp from the quilt inside the red face, chin on the back of the hand.
She was not dressed yet, and this posture exposed the white and greasy skin of her arms, shoulders and neck.
The slender neck and a small piece of cream like jade back, together with the black hair, form an attractive landscape.
Lingling, Lingling
Mi Su closed his eyes, emptied an arm, fumbled for the mobile phone, slid to answer, "hello?"
"Missu, it's me."
“……”
Well
It's a dubbing director.
Wait
Dubbing director!!
All the sleepiness of rice cake is gone!
She took the quilt in her hand, wrapped the exquisite curve, and sat up directly from the bed, "director?"
"Yes, I am."
"What time is it?" Rice crisp asked, took a look at the mobile phone.
The trough!
Twelve o'clock!!
It's almost noon.
I remember that she usually went to the cast dubbing, and she arrived at the work site at 8 a.m. on time. Now she fell asleep and was late!
Mi Su frowned and put her cell phone in her ear to apologize to the director. "I'm sorry, I overslept last night and delayed everyone's progress. Please wait a moment for the director. I'll clean it up and hurry up in the shortest time!"
Then he immediately pulled the quilt over his body and got out of bed barefoot.
"It's OK. I'm calling to let you know that some of the equipment in the production team is broken, and I need to take a break to start working again."
“……”
Why?
Rice Crisp's action.
I didn't expect that the equipment would break down at this time.
Originally, MI Su was still worried that sleeping in would delay everyone's progress. He was so guilty that something like this happened.
It's just Is it a coincidence?
After the director finished, he said, "missu, the previous workload is very heavy. You can also take advantage of this time to have a rest. When all the equipment is repaired, I will send the work time to your mobile phone by SMS."
“…… Good Rice crisp originally sober head in a moment of muddle, hesitated to answer a sentence.
When the phone hung up, MI Su sat on the bed wrapped in a quilt.
Did Rong Shiyao do it?
Before Ming Ming, there was no problem with all the equipment. How could it happen that something went wrong at this time?
Rice crisp holding a mobile phone, open lips, teeth again and again bite the edge of the mobile phone.
In the end, I was too lazy to think about it.
It's nearly two months before the TV series is released. Even if you take a few days off and go back to work, you can still catch up with the time required by the producers and directors.
Since the director called to say that he could take a few days off, it means that the director also thinks that taking a few days off will not delay the progress of work.
In this way, there is nothing to tangle with.
Whether it's made by Rong Shiyao or not, she'll have a good rest for a while.
Mi Su noticed that Rong Shiyao was not there. He wrapped up his quilt and went to the wardrobe. He found a sleeveless white cotton hemp skirt and went into the bathroom.
As soon as he took a bath, he found out how dense the traces were.
And these traces are all telling Mi Su how crazy she and Rong Shiyao were last night.
Half asleep and half awake, MI Su vaguely remembers that she cared about the confusion, and she didn't know where she bit Rong Shiyao.
Where is it
Mi Su thought about it, and her cheeks became hot.
She scattered the pictures in her mind, drenched her graceful body with clear water, and did not look at the lingering traces.
The body is still a little sour, but the corners of the mouth are happy up.
After the bath, and hair, rice crisp a fresh fragrance downstairs.
As soon as I came down, I smelled the smell of food coming from the room.
She looked around the room, and did not see the figure of the hourly worker or servant. Out of curiosity, missu stepped close to the kitchen.
On the flow management table, there are all kinds of clean ingredients.
Standing next to the kitchen cooking figure, tall and straight, he is wearing the simplest white shirt, casual pants, long fingers holding a spoon, is putting a spoonful of seasoning into the delicious soup.Rice crisp swallowed.
She walked over, holding Rong Jinchu's thin waist from behind, her head leaning on his arm, staring at the white thick soup that sent out memories.
Rong Shiyao put the seasoning box back to its original position. He felt the fragrance coming from behind, and his thin lips were raised.
Is still dark in the pupil, turning the broken light of happiness.
He pulled out his hand and rubbed it on her head. "Wake up."
"Well." Rice crisp is absent-minded.
Her eyes have been falling on the soup, like a greedy kitten like the tongue licked, also don't care about the embarrassment of stomach cooing, "just drink soup?"
It's not enough just to drink soup.
Rong Shiyao glanced at all kinds of vegetables on the Liuli stage, turned down the heat of the soup pot, took the rice cake in his big hand, put it on his waist, pulled her forward, pointed to the ingredients, "how about you hit on one side?"
Mi Su nodded happily, "mm-hmm!"
When Rong Shiyao was cooking, she stood aside with the dishes she had washed and the ingredients she needed.
She opened her round eyes and looked at Rong Shiyao's skillful movements. When she thought of Rong Shiyao's amazing wealth, it was hard to imagine that he was a decathlon. Even he could learn the skill of cooking, "you are so amazing!"
She's not very good at cooking.
Before meeting Rong Shiyao, her meals were basically work meals or instant noodles. When she was free, she would go out with An'an and have a big meal.
About cooking this kind of thing, rice crisp has not practiced.
Rong Shiyao smiles and looks over his head at MISHU. His words are provocative and ambiguous. "Well, I'm very powerful, and so is that aspect."
“……”
When the food is ready, MI Su and Rong Shiyao take it out.
She stares at the table in front of her. It looks good, but she doesn't know how it tastes.
Rice crisp can't wait to pick up chopsticks.
But Rong Shiyao suddenly reaches out his hand and pats on the back of her hand, letting the hand that rice Su reaches halfway take back.
Seeing that she was looking at herself, Rong Shiyao's body leaped out of the familiar heat, deliberately coldly, and said, "have you washed your hands yet?"
“……”
Mi Su only takes care of his thugs, but he doesn't think about washing his hands at all.
Rong Shiyao took her chopsticks and looked at the kitchen, "wash your hands first."
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