After Exchanging Shadows

Chapter 64

Of course Mo knows that Nguyen Nightshang is talking nonsense again.

Don't look at Nguyen Nightingale now mentions the soft look of holding her thigh. In fact, she is very arrogant. She must speak on her own strength. If you really let her hold her thigh, it is impossible.

Now that I know she's like this, I can let her go.

"If you really want to, give me a hug. ”

Nguyen Nightshang: “...”

When Mo saw Nguyen Nightshade in her eyes, she became more obsessed, which made her realize that she might actually have said a vague word, which made her think away, which caused her to change her mood for rest.

... this thigh, not Peter's.

The complexion of the ink also becomes quite unnatural.

Nguyen's gaze slowly moved down and her eyes fell on her legs.

Momo took two steps back.

Nguyen Nightshade looked at her reaction and wanted to laugh, but she glanced at her and said: “You didn't specify which thigh it was, you asked me to hold it, and you backed away. ”

Mo Mo stood still, looking at her, her expression was a little uncertain, but it seemed like if Nguyen Nightingale really came over now, she wouldn't back off.

Nguyen Nightshade didn't come, half smiled and said, “Why don't you wait until you come back and hug your thighs?" ”

Mo: “...”

Nguyen Nightshang said, "Why don't you go to dinner? ”

Mo didn't say a word, just nodded, moved up his steps, and Nguyen walked a few steps to her side and walked beside her.

The two walked out the door. They are now in the scenery of Deng Sui Sleeping Palace. The sleeping palace is huge. The staff inside have gone to eat. No one is there, looking at the distance from the door. Nguyen Nightshang asked her carefully: "Can I hold your arm if I don't hold my thighs anymore? ”

Mo: “...”

Back in college, Momo also saw a lot of girls who always liked to go with Hoopers. Especially those staying at school, if it's the same dormitory, several girls even go to the cafeteria for a meal. You hold my arm, I hold her arm, all the way to the hip-hop, don't mention how good the emotions are.

When she first started school, she had a bedroom arranged by the school, but she was dissatisfied with the dormitory environment, did not want to stay. When she rushed down the dormitory stairs, she ran into the face of Nguyen Nightshang, who came back from the cafeteria to eat. The food soup stain and a chicken's leg accidentally threw ink all over her body. The memories were unpleasant for Momo at the time, after which she did not stay, the family also prepared a house for her to go to school, every night she went off late for self-study, and there were bodyguards to pick her up.

So she hasn't actually experienced the kind of accommodation most of the time, and even less of the possibility that her classmates in the dorm would take her hand to the canteen. She suddenly wondered what would happen if she had chosen to live in the bedroom instead of living outside the school?

Nguyen Nightingale liked to follow her intentionally and inadvertently. If she did stay, would Nguyen Nightingale stick with her and take her arms to the dining room?

“… you are asking quite a lot.” Mo spoke and extended his hand out.

Nguyen was happy and grabbed her arm smoothly.

However, Nguyen Nightshang also knew that only this small distance could be saved, and when he got out of this door, he might meet someone else outside. After all, in the eyes of outsiders, "Xiao" is not the kind of person who would take the initiative to save someone else's arm. She is still so intimate, so she can't be too obvious, and when she gets to the door, she has to stop.

With this in mind, Nguyen's consciousness slowed down.

The road was short, and she hoped it would be a little longer.

Mo also felt her pace slowing down, not breaking a bit, as she walked, and talked to her: “I went to your room after work at night. ”

“What's the matter?” Nguyen's eyes lit up.

“Didn't I just ask you to call Uncle Ding at night? I'll show you how to talk to him. ”

Nguyen Nightshade blinked at her and smiled: “You can totally teach me on the phone about this. Don't worry, you can still take notes while you call, as if you have to go to my room? What, you like my room so much? ”

Mo: “...”

“I have another important matter to discuss with you, which I cannot make clear on the phone.” Mo Dao.

Nguyen Nightshang looked at her face very seriously, knowing that it was genuine, and nodded quickly: “I know, can you tell me in advance what the important thing you want to discuss with me is? I have a psychological preparation. ”

“Didn't you ask me what next month is? Look at the day approaching. I have some very detailed instructions about the day's schedule, so remember it. ”

The last time I heard Nguyen Nightingale mention of next month's events during the season, it seemed like a very special day. Nguyen Nightingale did not understand at the time, and could not show her the filling. She could only pretend to look like her heart there, and then asked Mo what day it was.

Mo went on to say, "And you've never been there before. I have to draw you a sketch of the place. You're familiar with it. Try to back it down. Don't go there. You won't find the exact path. My dad was actually very careful, and if you behaved negligently there, he would immediately notice something was wrong. ”

That day was especially important for Mo. Nguyen Nightshang dared not be lazy and said seriously: "Well, then come to my room at night and we will discuss it carefully. ”

As he walked to the door, Nguyen Nightingale immediately loosened his ink.

Mo glanced at her and smiled at her without talking.

Dinner was served and the shooting continued. There were not many assignments today, and the work was almost finished around 9: 00. Back at the hotel, Nguyen Mo stayed in Nguyen's room for more than an hour before coming out. Nguyen Nightingale sent her to the door. After so long of discussion, Nguyen Nightingale found that Nguyen Mo's expression had been a little heavy, and she could understand, standing at the door gently said: “Good night, rest early. ”

“Good night. ”

After two days, he admired the stars and looked forward to the moon. From time to time, he uttered a few words: “Why hasn't Sister Qing come yet? She won't tell me the time. ”

Mo Min thought, don't come, save the entertainment to take some misleading photos, add more oil and vinegar to the bullshit, and said, “Isn't she on vacation, she might be too tired to run around. ”

"I'll wait a little longer," she said. "I'm sure she'll come. ”

After another two days, Shen Qiang did not come.

Fearing to pray in front of her again, Min Mo went around after two days of far-sightedness. Otherwise, he would want Sister Qing and Sister Qing to be short.

In the following night, the crew routinely shot the night scene. The first scene was the part of Nguyen Nightshang and Yan Mu et al., it was not yet Mo's turn, Mo sat in the movie theater, etc.

She still plays tonight, wears a cool black coat, her long hair is tied up, and because of the drama, she needs a black towel mask later. For convenience, she threads the mask black towel around her neck first.

Tonight's script page is already rotten. It's okay around here.

After watching it for a while, a figure caught Mo's attention.

The figure was not far apart and stood among several staff members, because the staff members next to him were tall enough to cover up part of the figure. In fact, it was not particularly clear in the past, but it could still be seen that it was a woman.

Mo raised his eyebrows slightly.

After a while, the woman withdrew from the staff. She turned quickly and could only see the outline of her side face. She shook over and wore a hat on her head. She pressed down the canopy and turned away.

She was about to leave the scene, and Mo stood up hastily.

The woman walked quickly and walked out the door.

After all, the crew is working, and of course the lights are focused on the palace that we are shooting at this moment. In fact, there are many other palaces out there, many of which are connected by corridors, seven turns and eight turns, hidden in a sunken night. Some of the corridors were very dark and did not have direct lighting measures. The woman's figure hurried off in the corridor and quickly disappeared at the end of the night.

Min Mo settled his mind, sent a text message to Gu Qizong and chased him up.

When she walked to the wall of a palace, she found no more traces of the woman, looked at her with no gain, and decided to go back immediately, lest anything should go wrong.

Mo came out of the palace wall, this time along a bright road back, who knew to walk halfway to the intersection of the fork, from the left suddenly came two women.

One of the women was still in a fierce mood. She couldn't stop talking. "You really gave them such a big face in the bathtub. I chased them all the way from the moment I got off the plane. I couldn't shake them off. The camera was going to poke me in the face! Poke me in the face. They don't care! They can't afford it! If they hadn't put a bunch of blind beeps on it and haunted me to leave, could I have dragged you here this late at night? Do you know how tired I am? My back hurts, my legs hurt, my mouth hurts! Do you know why my back is sore and my legs are sore and my mouth hurts? I'm tormenting them. Why do you think their memories are so tormented? I'm telling you, next time, don't stop me. Don't ever stop me--”

This person kept saying that others were beeping blindly. In fact, she herself beeped blindly all the way. It was like a water truck, and her back and legs were sore and her mouth ached, so she was not afraid to say too much mouth ache.

The person next to her was silent and decided to return her sentence: “I didn't stop you, you smiled at them all the way, smiled at them, kept what you thought was 100% skilful and elegant, and said to them: 'Don't squeeze, come one at a time. ’ ”

The woman: "…”

And then she starts banging again. "I was helpless, you see, you didn't stop me. That means you think I did the right thing. You used to wrap me up like this. Artists have to always be stylish in front of outsiders. You have to be quiet and cultured so that they can form a good artistic image. You said that, right? I didn't come all the way along. Why, I did that now. You dislike me again. You said why you dislike me, I didn't do well. You told me, although I won't necessarily change it, I can still listen to it.”

The guy next to her squeezed her waist silently and wanted her to shut up.

The woman also felt something was wrong. She stopped talking and, at first glance, saw the ink coming to her face.

KIMO knew she couldn't hide. She wore a masked black towel that had been hanging around her neck long before their eyes were noticed, and neither of them saw what she really looked like.

The air was quiet for a few seconds, and the woman suddenly smiled, pretending she didn't see the other person coming, softly said to the person next to her, “What do you think of the back of those two lines? Aren't you quite skilled? I didn't expect to take on a role like this. There are so many lines, it's a big challenge for me. ”

The man next to her cooperated with her in opening her eyes and said, “... well carried, sir. ”

Mo: “...”

Quiet woman!

Just pretend with me!

The author has something to say: because I started writing this article in 2014, I wrote it for a long time, the serial speed is very slow, so it's been a long time since I saw that some people don't remember Shen Qiang Don't be that Qing Qing... I apologize for my slow writing speed, but I can still look back and understand Shen Qiang's other relevant parts, because she has a lot of content in the article, it's important, if you forget the previous one, you can read it a little bit, so that it will be better for the reading experience in the future, Da_(: 3 ")_