MTL - Transmigration: The Life Winner’s Ex-Girlfriend-Chapter 12 Half a month

Ding Lingling patted the ups and downs of her chest, but she was afraid: "Yun Qing brother, you are right, the stars are really deep, and there are too many weird..."

Zhou Yunqing’s face is chilly, and if it’s cold, “I’m saying it, don’t let you mix in, do you take my words to the wind?”

He has always been cherished as a gold, Ding Lingling has not heard him say long sentences for a long time, such a good voice, if not for yourself, then it is better. Ding Lingling flattened her mouth and said wrongly: "If you don't know that there is an emergency passage, come over to look for you, there are still two lives to say. If you don't comfort others, you will still be a family!"

Seeing that Zhou Yunqing ignored her, she was not discouraged, and glared at his sleeves and spoiled: "Yunqing brother, now I don't want to blend, I hear the secrets of others, I am afraid I have already stared at me." She looked at it before. In the scene, Zhou Yunqing and Pan Mao out.

Zhou Yunqing’s look finally fluctuated, and he called to call his hand: “The criminal front, you are responsible for Ding Lingling’s safety during this time.”

When she left the Indigo Hotel, Ding Lingling was surrounded by a black man who was a big man, and she was so angry that she was so angry. She is looking for reasons to approach Zhou Yunqing, not looking for bodyguards! When she was a child, Zhou Yunqing was still gentle to her. How did she grow up so that oil and salt did not enter? No matter, she will not give up anyway!

Ren Qiao returned to the Tang family villa is late at night, heard the sound, Tang Ya opened the door. She wore a plain silk pajamas and yawned and asked, "Sister, what have you been busy with recently? Come back so late."

"Is there anything?" Ren Qiao avoided answering.

Tang Ya raised her eyebrows and looked at her: "Sister, don't you have a hard wing? Or do you want to taste the stewed dog meat? Although the big yellow dog looks too old, the meat must be very firewood, but I don't know. Eat a little cook and cook it with your heart, and make sure you have a good meal."

"You don't want to move rhubarb!" Ren Qiao picked up Tang Ya's collar and lifted her into the air.

With his feet off the ground, Tang Ya is not afraid, threatening: "Do you dare to hit me? You hit me, my men will hit the couple a hundred! You have destroyed Zhou Yunqing's first impression of you, I am going to give you another route. If you cooperate well, how can I have a leisure time with an old dog? If you don't cooperate, don't say it is a dog, even if it is a person..."

Ren Qiao’s hands were loosened, hiding hatred and putting Tangya on the ground. Fang Lao, there has been no news of the Renda couple. Ren Qiao himself also looked for private detectives, and nothing. At present, to ensure the safety of the Renda couple, she can only listen to Tang Ya.

"Hey girl! Please be conscious of it later, don't always let me threaten you, I don't want to waste my mouth." Tang Ya smiled and slammed the door.

Tang Ya arranged for Joe to take the path of a dignified and virtuous wife. She had already investigated it. Zhou Yunqing was born in poverty. When she was young, her family was so poor that her parents were farmers. Such a person, like what kind of woman, Tang Ya can guess with her eyes closed.

On the one hand, he has not received elite education and should want to marry a versatile woman, which is conducive to the development of future generations. On the other hand, such a family background, he must be like most men in the summer country, has a deep-rooted macho, like a woman who is supple, believes in the male and female, the female inside.

In response to these, Tang Ya has developed a series of training programs for Ren Qiao. In the art course, he studied the chess and painting, and reported the homework course to learn cooking and sewing. Ren Qiao is busy every day, and she is very good at the old days of her life. As for cooking, ah, hahahaha, really started the devil training from cutting vegetables!

Fortunately, Tang Ya will soon go abroad to attend the fashion conference of Somuns. After half a month, Ren Qiao can breathe a sigh of relief. If there is a choice, Tang Ya does not want to go abroad at this moment. Ren Qiao is like a little donkey, taking a whip and moving. When she leaves, Ren Qiao is lazy.

But that is Somuns! The global fashion benchmark, the popular trend of the next quarter, all fashion people sharpened their heads to drill there. As long as Tang Ya is still in Jiahe costumes for a day, you can't miss the Somuns event.

When Tang Ya left, she still had to face her. "If I am not in China, your homework can't be dropped. I have already told the teachers of each subject to strictly supervise you. I will also video with them and ask about your progress. ”

Ren Joe pointed to the electronic screen of the airport. "You should board the plane."

Looking at the back of Tang Ya hired Tingting, Ren Qiao lightly breathed, half a month? Enough.

"Qiandao" officially started shooting. According to the above arrangement, in order to mobilize the emotions of the actors, it is difficult to shoot. The original scenes are mostly outside scenes, and then the green screen shooting.

Under the indigo blue sky, large swaths of bamboo forest sway with the wind, like a blue ocean, waves of waves. The bamboo section is tall and straight, the bamboo leaves are green, and among the bamboo seas, there is a teenager wearing a cyan straight, dancing with a sword. I saw his body flowing, between the wrists flipped, the sword pulled out a sword flower, so fast can only see the silver cold.

On the bamboo branch above him, a girl was sitting. In her 28th year, she wore a pair of hanging dragonflies, wearing a goose-yellow coat on her upper body, a long skirt with the same color, holding a pile of melons in her arms, and her legs swaying, revealing a pair of azure embroidered shoes, embroidered on it. The pink butterfly. Sitting on such a slender bamboo branch, the girl's body shape is as stable as Taishan, which shows how superb her light weight is!

She spit on the lychee shell and pointed her finger at the boy: "This sword is too heavy!"

"The direction is wrong! It’s awkward..."

"You didn't eat in the morning? Your wrists are hard!"

The lychee shell fell like a snowflake, one of which fell in the hair of the boy. He took the lychee shell with awkwardness, and the girl laughed and laughed: "Ha ha ha!"

The teenager was ashamed, the sword was shot, and the girl was thrown straight to the girl. The tip of the sword wiped the girl's blue silk. She turned around a bend behind her and returned to the boy's hand, driving the flying blade on the way. He looks stunned: "Sie Xuexue, you don't want to bully too much!"

Sikong Xue flew down, and there was a fiery red whip in his hand. It was a sizzle. The red whip is in the hand, she provokes a smile, and the skirt moves with the wind: "Boy, want to fight? Don't think that you occupy the name of a brother, you can teach Miss. I kindly pointed out that your longevity sword is wrong, If you don't thank me, you will forget it. I dare to throw out a sword for me. I have learned a great sword. I will let you see the true school of Xuan Qingzong today!"

Autumn wind rustles, bamboo leaves flying, yellow girls and Tsing Yi teenagers stand against each other, the wind hunts hunting, obviously the same door, there is a bit of chill.

This is the scene after Xie Xiu went to Xuan Qingzong. At first, Si Kongxue and his relationship were not good. Before Xie Xiu went up the mountain, the most popular person of Xuan Qingzong was the little teacher, Si Kongxue. Ever since he had Xie Xiu, Master often used him to compare with Si Kongxue. The intention was to encourage Sikong Xue to practice and practice. I didn’t expect to be inconvenient in the snow. Xie Xiu has the sensitivity and sensitivity of young people. No one is willing to admit defeat. The way they get along is like a hatred.

"Cut! Xiao Ding, Xiao Qin, played well." Ji Wuwei cried, first nodded, added: "Xiao Ding, you are so strange, try to play the feeling of the little sister to tease people to have fun." This degree must be well grasped, and if it is performed, it will be arrogant and arrogant, and it will be too much, and it will lack the agility."

Ding Lingling said with a smile, and took two more, and finally passed. The time has come to noon, the sun is shining, and Jiuwei is ordering to open the meal, and then shooting in the afternoon. Ren Qiao is still trying to figure out the script, and the assistant sent her a lunch.

One by one, with the white rice with fragrant incense, you can see that the index finger is moving. When Ren Qiaogang wanted to cut the chopsticks, he heard a commotion from the crowd. I saw the middle of the crowd, a young man came with two large plastic bags, followed by a few people, like him, with his hands on one left and one right.

"Wow, give us a meal today! Thank you, Ming."

"Let's the light of someone, don't forget to thank everyone!"

"I have a look, oily prawns, steamed squid, all the signature dishes of Chen Fuji!"

The crew of the crew was selling out, and Mingyuan approached Joe, holding a bouquet of roses in his arms. He wears a grey T-shirt, dark-skinned jeans, and lace-up leather shoes for a casual yet elegant look.

"Flowers give beautiful women, my princess, good at noon." Handing the roses to Ren Qiao, Mingyuan laughed.

Two wipes of red clouds flew up to Joe's cheek, she looked down and sniffed the flowers, and said with a slight complaint: "I said that I wouldn't let you come to visit the class yesterday. How come today?" She was absolutely beautiful, and now she is shy. Adding a three-point beauty, Ming Yuan almost stopped.

He heard that he said with the only reason: "I thank you. Last time you shot at the Indigo Hotel, you made your feet hurt, and I was upset."

Ren Qiao looked around, no one else, helplessly smiled: "This is a lie to lie to others. You know that day, you know that you helped me!"

When she spoke, her broken hair was blown to the forehead by the wind, and Mingyuan reached out and wanted to help her put her behind her ear. She subconsciously stepped back. Ming Yuan’s hand was stopped in the air, and he was not annoyed. Instead, he made an invitation: “When I am accompanying me tonight, is it a thank you to me?”

"Good." Ren Qiao nodded. "Some words have to explain to you."

After all, Orange Day has a competitive relationship with Xingcan. In order to avoid the suspicion, Mingyuan did not stay and soon left. The shooting scene in the afternoon is still in the bamboo forest, but the characters changed, no longer Ding Lingling, but Ren Qiao.

Azure clouds, bamboo leaves, Qin Haoran changed a crow-green round neck blouse, is painting against the bamboo forest. He has a well-thought-out figure, and if he writes a pen, he will sketch out a picture of a bamboo branch.

By his side, there was a white woman who leaned on the case and sang the piano. The sound of the piano is as soft as the wind. From this point of view, I saw her blue silk like a waterfall, white clothes win snow.

After a song, the man who made the painting asked: "Suhe, look at this picture, what poem is good?"