The shadow of the past and the present arrives

Chapter 26

After hanging for a whole day, Wia's waist, abdomen and legs were red and swollen, and the skin was broken in some places, and it hurts even a little touch.

Song Weimu grinned alone in the room, and didn't care about her image, but thinking of Xiao Min who had flown upside down countless times, with an even more unlucky comparison, her mood was finally not so bad.

The posture of falling out is not embarrassing enough?retake.

Is it falling at the wrong angle?retake.

The lights were too bright when you fell out?retake.

That was a real fall!

After it finally passed, Xiao Min rolled up his sleeves and his arms were bruised and purple. Song Weimu felt pain for him, but he didn't complain at all, and all the dedicated ones were filmed.

Being an actor is not easy!

These thousands of dollars are really hard to earn!

Song Weimu's painful face was distorted, how could she have suffered such a crime before, she was thinking about going to Zuo Xiaoyuan to get some ointment when she heard the doorbell ringing, Song Weimu twitched the corners of her mouth and recovered With Gao Leng's appearance, he reluctantly maintained his original walking posture to open the door, thinking it was Zuo Xiaoyuan, but he didn't expect to see an unexpected person after opening the door.

Er Shao Duan was leaning against the door, wearing a neat suit, he was tall and straight, with long legs, his handsome and deep face was cast a shadow by the lights in the corridor.

Song Weimu looked at him expressionlessly.

Duan Ershao waved his hand calmly, the smile full of the charm of a mature man hadn't fully unfolded on his face, just listening to Peng's whole body, the door closed against his nose.

Duan Ershao: "..."

Duan Ershao pressed the bell again without giving up, but there was no response. He knocked on the door, but there was no response. Duan Ershao turned around slowly and looked at the assistant who worked hard to pretend that he was a transparent person, and asked uncertainly, "Am I disfigured? "

And suddenly became hideous?
Obviously before they could still flirt with each other in a harmonious atmosphere, it's fine if they haven't seen each other for a long time and don't express their thoughts, so why don't they give face?

Second Young Master Duan rubbed his nose resentfully, turned around and knocked on the door, "You have been hanging on Wia for a day, your leg must have been torn. I bought ointment, do you want to rub it?"

The door remained motionless.

Duan Ershao said, "Tomorrow we have to shoot for another day. If you are unwell and delay the shooting, it's not good, and you have to keep your name as a big name, of course..."

Before he could finish speaking, the door opened.

Duan Ershao took a step forward, and squeezed in cleverly. When the assistant behind him wanted to follow in, he saw Duan Ershao pushed his elbow on the door, and the door closed again.

The unlucky little assistant looked at the closed door pitifully, afraid that Er Shao Duan would not be able to think about it. In the middle of the night, lonely men and widows...

Er Shao, the punishment for rape is very severe!

No, don't be overwhelmed!
Do you want to call the young master and report?
The little assistant was struggling with the phone.

After closing the door, Song Weimu's face became even more stinky. She would not have done such a disrespectful thing, but her body was very uncomfortable, and every step was torture. It was a bit difficult for her to maintain her demeanor.

Duan Er Shao looked at the room calmly after entering, because Song Weimu came later, so he was lucky to have a room for one person, a big bed room, and you can see the bed when you go in.

Duan Er Shao said dissatisfiedly, "How can people live in such a small place? Do you want to go upstairs to the presidential suite with me?"

Song Weimu frowned to see that he was completely unaware of being a guest, and gritted his teeth, "Where's the medicine?"

Second Young Master Duan glanced at her with a smile, "What are you in such a hurry for?"

Song Weimu can't suppress his temper now, especially the person in front of him is so hateful, if it was before, he would have been dragged down a long time ago, how can he be arrogant in front of her!
Song Weimu stretched out his hand to open the door to see off the guests, Duan Ershao hurriedly took it away, took out a piece of ointment from his suit pocket, and handed it over, "What are you in such a hurry for? This is external application, once a day, half a month will be enough All right."

Song Weimu reached out to take it, Duan Ershao added, "Do you want me to wipe it for you?"

Song Weimu really couldn't hold it back. In view of the fact that the number of times he checked Weibo in the past few days was increasing, he uttered a word without smiling, "Fuck off!"

The useless Duan Ershao was thrown out again by Song Weimu who crossed the river and demolished the bridge.

Duan Ershao glared at Hong Hemen and muttered, "It's so cruel."

The little assistant quietly stuffed the phone into his pocket again.

Duan Ershao lazily stretched his waist, and glanced at his assistant, who was thinking strangely, "Let's go, I'm going to see my family's Mumu play tomorrow, so I won't sleep late."

The ointment is cool to apply, and the taste is not good, but it is tolerable.

Feeling a bit more comfortable, Song Weimu lay on the bed and wanted to think about the purpose of the second young master Duan, but who knew he was too tired, so he fell asleep as soon as he lay down.

The next day when she woke up, she heard regular knocks on the door, and Duan Ershao's magnetic voice sounded unhurriedly, "Get up and eat."

Four words flashed through Song Weimu's mind instantly: The ghost lingers!

(End of this chapter)