The President is Too Fierce: Sweet Wife, Be Nice! - Chapter 824

   Chapter 824 She wants to hold him to sleep

   “What are you doing lying on your stomach?”

   He walked over and patted her small buttocks and thighs.

   “Brother Zhuo.” She tensed up and hurriedly rolled over to lie down, “If I told you…”

   Halfway through speaking, he suddenly stopped talking, and the third master was waiting for her to continue: “Huh?”

   “I…” Cheng Lianxun’s eyes fell on him.

   She was lying down, her field of vision was much lower than when she was standing.

   Looking at him from the bottom up, he was only wearing a bath towel all over his body, and the water droplets on his body were not wiped clean.

   There are still a few crystal clear water droplets hanging on the chest. When it slowly flows down, the mouth is dry.

  His hair was also wet, let alone blow-dried, it didn’t look like it was wiped much. The water droplets from the tips of the hair dripped down drop by drop and fell on him, which was extremely sexy.

  Cheng Lianxun went crazy when he looked at it, forgetting what he was going to say.

  Brother Zhuo is so attractive!

   “What are you?” The third master looked down at her in confusion.

   Seeing her this time, why does the little guy like to be in a daze so much?

   Could it be because the work is too tiring, tired and stupid?

   “Nothing. I’ll go take a shower.”

   She got up and trotted into the bathroom.

   didn’t want to let Brother Zhuo go.

   Even if she told him to let him go, he wouldn’t go, and she didn’t want to say it.

  Because she didn’t want him to go from the bottom of her heart.

  Sleep less, she wants to hold him to sleep, she doesn’t want to be separated from him.

   She is so inexplicable, Third Master Zhuo really doesn’t understand what she is thinking.

   By the time she came out of the shower, she had returned to normal, and she was full of energy, so he didn’t ask any further questions.

   “Wash your hair so late?”

  The third master has already gone to bed and sat down against the head of the bed.

   Seeing her hair come out wet, she got out of bed and went to get the hairdryer.

   “It’s so late every day, you have to wash.”

  Cheng Lianxun obediently walked over to him and let him blow her hair.

  She is already lazy, she only washes her hair every two or three days.

  Lu Na also has long hair, but she washes it every day and every night. She is so diligent that she admires it.

   After blowing his hair, he took a sip of water.

   When she came back, she was already lying on the bed, and there was no shape.

   “Are you tired from work?”

   He sat on the edge of the bed distressedly and stroked her little face.

   “Super tired.” She squirmed like a caterpillar, rubbed against him, resting her head on his thigh, “I’m more tired than during the college entrance examination.”

   You only need to use your brain to cope with the exam.

   But filming not only requires memorizing the lines, but also needs to cooperate with the performance of body language, and also needs to mobilize emotions physically.

   If a scene fails on one side, it has to be repeated on two sides and three sides.

   There was a scene today that she only performed five times. On the fifth time, she felt that she could not act, she was very poor, and she was very tired.

  It was only after filming that I realized that the actor industry or the entire entertainment industry is under a lot of pressure.

  Invisible pressure, rushing in from all directions, can’t be pushed away, except forced to accept or forced to accept.

   “If you’re so tired, we won’t be acting anymore.”

   He came out of the shower and was fine, but in a blink of an eye, he looked exhausted. He was so tired that he was in a bad state. He looked distressed.

   “No.” Cheng Lianxun refused immediately, looking up at him, “I have to go down the path I chose.”

   This is just the beginning, and you feel tired and want to give up as soon as you take the first step. This is nothing.

   “I don’t want to see you so tired.”

  The third master was full of affection, and stroked her little face with a big warm palm.

   (end of this chapter)