Mr.Shang Pampers Substitute Wife - Chapter 230

CEN Luo always feels that she is not hot enough. She is only famous in China. Thanks to the director Feng, she has won several awards.

Who would have thought that there are her fans in F country, holding her sign to cheer her on at the roadside of recording variety show.

“Goddess cenluo, we will always support you!”

“I especially like your acting skills. I hope your works are all popular!”

“Wuwuwu is too thin. We should have a good meal. Everyone cares about you.”

CEN got out of the car, looked at the high lights, and all kinds of posters, suddenly a little want to cry.

In these years of hard work, nothing has been achieved.

Xiaojin smiles and pushes her arm. “They’re all looking at you, but don’t cry. It’s a shame.”

“I didn’t want to cry.” CEN Luo sucked his nose, and his dream finally came true.

The program was recorded until the evening. It was an acting program.

CEN Luo just went up to show his face. He didn’t need to comment, just sit and watch.

Listen, there’s someone chatting around.

“The first issue of this catalogue is too long. I’m so sleepy here. When will it end?”

“No way, domestic and foreign actors want to perform well, especially don’t want to lose to foreigners.”

“When to eat, I want to have a meal and see.”

CEN Luo covers her stomach. She is also hungry. Recently, she has been raised by Shang Jincheng.

I’m always hungry at fixed time. I can’t eat bad things.

Too delicate.

“Sister Cen Luo.”

Hearing the sound, cen Luo looked up and saw a young boy standing in front of her, smiling and shaking the milk in his hand, and handed it to her.

She remembers that his name is Qiu bin, an overseas student from F country. He was very good at acting just now.

She also voted.

“Oh, thank you. I can’t drink milk.” CEN Luo declined with a smile, “I’m a little allergic.”

“Is that so?” Qiu Bin took out the sandwich from the plastic bag again, “do you want to eat this? It will be very late to finish the recording. You’d better make a cushion, elder sister Cen Luo. ”

“What a coincidence. I’m allergic to eggs.” CEN Luo gently smiles, the meaning of refusal is already very obvious.

Qiu bin shrugged, “OK, elder sister cenluo, you have something to eat to tell me. I’ve prepared a lot.”

CEN Luo nodded and watched Qiu bin continue to deliver food to everyone, which was very popular.

She’s not aiming at anyone. She’s afraid that there are no good people around her.

It’s also troublesome to have a meal and a drink of water.

After a break of more than ten minutes, the program continued to start. Cen sat upright. The camera swept her face several times, and she laughed quietly.

Bright eyes and white teeth, long black hair behind the ears, delicate facial features just right, comfortable.

The program was recorded until 2:30 in the morning, and the last group of actors finished their performance.

CEN Luo kneaded his stiff waist and sat up for too long.

Qiu Shan came over with plastic and gave us food in turn.

Go to Cen Luo in front, this time gave her a bottle of warm soymilk, “Cen Luo elder sister hard, good night.”

“Thank you for your hard work.” CEN Luo holds the warm bottle and refuses even if he doesn’t drink it.

As they ran away, they chatted with Qiu bin.

“Why is Qiu bin so cute? Do you want to film with my sister?”

“Yes, but I’ve agreed that I can only make plays.”

CEN Luo picks eyebrows, no wonder just now the stage performance is so strong, the lines are so good, Qiu bin is a drama actor.

“I’m just looking for a big director. I’m so arrogant that I don’t want to pick up any books.” Qiu bin added.

The guests sitting here all like him, and almost all say they have the chance to play for him.

Such a contrast, it seems that Cen Luo is not very generous.

“Sister Cen Luo, won’t you introduce the opera to me?” Qiu bin smiles at him, “don’t you think I’m not cute enough?”

“It’s lovely.” Grandma’s little boy.

“Is there a chance to work together?” Qiu bin smiles and tilts his head.

“If I can help you get a chance.” CEN Luo said.

Qiu bin chuckled and said, “well, I can keep it in mind. I have a very good memory.”

CEN Luo nodded.

“Drink Soybean milk quickly. It’s good for girls to drink more soybean milk. I’ll go first. Good night, cen Luo.”

CEN Luo waved and looked at the soybean milk in his hand. He was really hungry.

A shadow stood in front of her. She took the soymilk from her hand and threw it directly into the trash can, which made a bang.

Shang Jincheng looked at her and said coldly, “don’t eat anything. It’s not clean. You’ll have a stomachache.”

“I’m not a child again. Do you still teach me that?” CEN Luo took his hand and left.Shang Jincheng raised her chin and gave her a kiss.

There was a little pumping sound from behind them.

“Let’s go to dinner.” Shang Jincheng arranged Cen Luo’s hair, which was the same as swearing sovereignty.

CEN got into the car and looked at Shang Jincheng helplessly. “My Mr. Shang, are you so possessive?”

“In the future, don’t let strangers approach you, let alone pick up their things.” Shang Jincheng looked serious.

CEN Luo doesn’t understand, just endured the mood of half a day, now can’t hold back.

“It’s strange to throw soybean milk. I know the boundary with others very well. I’m also very vigilant in dealing with everything. Is your desire to control too strong?”

She is not an accessory of Shang Jincheng. How long did it take her to jump out of the strange circle.

Shang Jincheng looked at her in disbelief. “Cen Luo, are you angry with me for others?”

“I didn’t lose my temper. Do you think you’re right about it? Shouldn’t we have our own space and friends for each other? ”

They are silent in the car. Shang Jincheng doesn’t want to continue arguing with her, because a strange man doesn’t have to waste their time.

“It’s too late. Let’s go to dinner first. I went too far just now, but he obviously had an intention.” Shang Jincheng said.

With warm water in the car, he unscrewed the thermos and put it in Cen Luo’s hand.

CEN Luo felt it was hard to breathe. She looked out of the window, and her fingers clung tightly to the edge of her trousers. There was no one outside. She could only see herself from the glass window.

“Shang Jincheng.” She murmured.

“Why don’t you believe me.”

Do not believe that she will always love him, will forget her at the most critical time.

I didn’t believe it before, but I still don’t believe it now.

“Cen Luo, don’t be angry.” Shang Jin held her wrist.

He has a bad temper.

Where did she lose her temper? Now she just said her doubts. Did she still lose her temper?

Shang Jincheng, don’t you have many things you don’t tell me?