The killing banquet was held in the villas of Nie Xing and Nie Chen.

The media of various ways have long been present.

As one of the starring actors, Liang Dongni has been surrounded by various media.

After all, the male and female protagonists and Zhang Yifeng are still making up for it.

The media can only take it together with Teacher Liang.

This time, Gao Fan did not come here, and gave everything to Jin Xixi and Xiao egg.

Although others have not come, they have greeted in place in advance.

Executive directors and Liang Dongni's agent will assist in the next side of the egg and Jin Xixi.

Jin Xixi found a corner and called the White Deer, and ran back to entertain again.

The performance of her and Xiao egg did not disappoint Gao Fanqin.

It is two good seedlings, which are worth cultivating.

Lu Yiting's villa door opened greatly.

The staff passed back and forth, and the footsteps were slow to slow down, so they could see the situation in the living room clearly.

The little scandal of Lu Yiting and Wen Shiman's compound was so silent.

It turned out to be just work cooperation.

Lu Yiting changed only a set of clothes and fell asleep on the sofa.

Like his daughter, he is too tired.

Wen Shiman moved a chair, sitting in front of the sofa, a few hours of kung fu, her autumn and winter show, basically it has taken shape.

In specific details, she already has a picture in her head, just fill it back and fill it out.

When Jin Xixi called Bailu, Lu Yiting's little assistant also hung up a phone call for Lu Yiting.

The phone was answered in seconds, and the little assistant was dumbfounded: "Teacher Lu woke up so quickly this time?"

His owner is good, but this gets up ... is indeed a bit big.

You can't use it to describe it, because although his boss is a senior who gets up, he has to call him to get up one hour in advance. He wakes up to get an hour.

During this period of his boss, the air pressure was relatively low, but he would not lose his temper.

Just sitting on the bed, his eyes were a bit cold, his expression looked a little scary, making people dare not approach him.

Wen Shiman smiled: "I know, I will call your teacher Lu to get up."

The little assistant has heard of the old love of the two of them from the staff of the staff. It was not surprised that Wen Shiman answered his boss call.

I thought it was Teacher Wen. No wonder the phone was so fast that I tilled it.

Assistant: "Trouble Teacher Wen."

Wen Shiman laughed: "It's okay."

She put Lu Yiting's mobile phone in her bag, tore off a piece of draft paper, rubbed it gently, and smashed it on Lu Yiting's head accurately.

Her voice was gentle and gentle: "Lu Yiting, got up."

Instead of opening his eyes, Lu Yiting held his arms with both hands and hummed: "Don't make trouble, you draw you, let me sleep for a while."

Wen Shiman stunned.

Many years ago, this was the same.

At the beginning, she didn't have much interest in clothing design.

She likes glittering jewelry, especially for pearls.

But every time I saw Lu Yiting and saw the good figure of his natural hanger, I couldn't help but want to design a variety of clothes, and only give him alone.

She likes dolls and changes dolls.

Lu Yiting is her favorite doll.

No matter what kind of clothes are worn on him, it looks good.

Even if she took a flower sheet at hand, put it on him, and then picked up a belt and tied it on his waist, it was so good.

All her designs, the models in the head, are Lu Yiting.

Lu Yiting is the source of her inspiration.

Today, let Lu Yiting be a pure and flawless priest, and let Lu Yiting be the fallen angel tomorrow ...

Even if it was a women's clothing, her source of inspiration, her model is still Lu Yiting.

She caught him as a model. Every time he couldn't hold on, he would be too tired, finding a place, and fell asleep after a while.

Lu Yiting really loved to sleep. He could sleep for more than ten hours. After waking up, he continued to nest on the bed without eating.

Unless you are on the bathroom, don't want to let him leave his bed, he nests on the bed, reads the book, plays the phone, and then he can fall asleep again.

I don't know where he came from.

When he was asleep, she didn't know how many sketches that had been described.

Sometimes I do n’t want to design it. I just want to describe him.

Every time she told him to get up, he rubbed it with manuscript paper and smashed it on his head.

He would twist his brow, humming his coquettishly, let her not make trouble, and let him sleep for a while.

No matter how she made him trouble, he refused to open his eyes.

If she was so fierce, he would pull her into her arms, bury her head in her chest, pat her back gently, coquettish her, hold her and continue to sleep.

Want to get up Lu Yiting, unless ...

Wen Shiman couldn't help raising the corner of his mouth, lowered his voice, and said gently: "Lu Yiting, I'm hungry."

He would open his eyes confused. Before the man was awake, he grabbed her wrist and took her to find the delicious food.

It's like now.

Lu Yiting stood up and stood up, reaching out subconsciously, but did not hold her wrist she took the initiative.

He also stretched out his hand and urged: "Go, take you to find delicious one."

Wen Shiman gathered the smile on his lips, knocked on the drawing book with a sketch pen: "The killing banquet is about to start, you go to wash your face, I call your makeup artist."

Lu Yiting hadn't woke up yet. She looked at her confused and blinked: "Are you hungry?"

Wen Shiman throw the rubber in the fun, and in the middle of his head: "Lu Yingdi, wake up, wake up."

Lu Yiting slowly sat back to the sofa and looked left and right, so he reacted where he was.

He sat on the sofa for more than ten minutes.

Wen Shiman didn't urge him anymore, took out his mobile phone from the bag, tried it twice, and tried his mobile phone password twice.

Lu Yiting really did not change. No matter what the password is, the bank password is good, or the mobile phone password, there are two such two.

Either her birthday and name combination, or the combination of Aunt Song's birthday and name.

She tried her birthday and the birthday of Auntie Song two times.

The birthday that the baby daughter booked for herself is New Year's Day on January 1st.

But the actual birthday of the baby daughter is January 23rd.

123, very easy to remember.

For the third time, she tried the baby's birthday, by the way.

Wen Shiman picked up his mobile phone and saw a long string of makeup artists in the communication record 123456789 ... It was lined up to 46, and helplessly asked: "How many numbers do I call?"

Lu Yiting: "Makeup One."

Wen Shiman called the makeup artist and asked him to come over.

She walked over, stretched out a finger, pressed the hair rotating above Lu Yiting, and laughed: "Lu Yingdi, you are bald."
Chapter completed!