Naughty Reborn Cute Wife - Chapter 803

“That’s what you mean.” The man nodded slightly, “as long as this video is exposed, I’m afraid Lingye will not be far away from fame…”

The man didn’t finish, but left half, but even if don’t say, the content behind, Lan Lan also vaguely can guess.

She stood up straight, straightened her back, gently stroked her sleeves and coughed twice: “tell me, how much more do you want?”

“More money is next.” Unexpectedly, the man shook his head, “Miss Lan Lan, you want to clean up Lingye, but I want to get money and become famous. Now I can dig out the information about Lingye, which is a way. Don’t you think we can win more if we cooperate?”

Lan Lan slightly narrowed her eyes, and a touch of coldness flashed across her eyes: “so what do you mean?”

“I know you have other information about him in your hand, so I don’t want the reward this time. ” The man said, “but I need more, and recently, I hope you can give me free access to Anshan shooting site.”

As the man said, his voice added a bit of bewitching: “this is definitely a good deal for you.”

Anshan shooting site has always been closed to outsiders, if there is no work permit, whether it is paparazzi or journalists, basically can not enter.

The reason why the man was able to come in this time was that he delayed Lan Lan’s relationship.

The man said, Lan Lan very abnormal silence for a while, after I don’t know how long, she just slightly nodded: “yes, then I hope we can cooperate happily.”

“Of course!” the man raised his hand and seemed to want to clap high five with LAN LAN. However, looking at the woman’s indifferent expression in front of him, he took back his hand and said, “happy cooperation!”

A new scene of silent snow is being filmed.

The whole crew are all in a busy state. In the center of the shooting site, they are surrounded by the crew’s workshop, and several cameras are facing Shen Rui.

Shen Rui constantly adjusts his breath there, as if trying to enter the play.

After Fei an adjusted today’s shooting sequence, Luo Luo fell into idleness.

After reading the script for a while, Luo Luo scratched his head impatiently. He stood up and strode toward Qin Mo, who was reclining on the reclining chair in the corner, and closed his eyes.

“Qin mo.” Luo Luo holds the script high, facing Qin Mo’s face and gently shakes the script.

The white paper was flipping and making a sparse sound. There was wind coming through the cracks of the leaves, which incited the slender eyelashes of Qin Mo lying below.

The man slowly opens his eyes, just in the dark pupil, reflecting Luo luoqingjun’s face. His voice sounds a little hoarse, like fatigue after a long time without rest: “what’s the matter? Can I help you? ”

The voice is gentle and affectionate, with a few threads of imperceptible familiarity.

Luo falls a to shake a God, suddenly some Chong heavy weight Zheng.

“Why don’t you talk?” Qin Mo looks at Luo Luo, who is in a trance, and opens his mouth again.

“Ah?” Luo Luo shook his head, and suddenly came back to himself, “Oh This Well, I want to ask, do you have time now? If you can, let’s have a play first