Go crazy!The goddess of the nation should not marry me

"What do you know...Maybe it's because my wife praised me for her good performance at home recently!"

The two little nurses looked at Zhao Xu's back and discussed in low voices.

When Qin Yu came to the set, Wen Yimo hadn't finished work yet, so Qin Yu stood in an inconspicuous place and watched Wen Yimo at work.

Strictly speaking, this TV series is a drama about a heroine, so there are not many emotional scenes between men and women.

Otherwise, Wen Yimo would not have chosen to play the role.

Although his wife's degree of professional dedication is obvious to all, but after all, this is the first time she has come into contact with acting, and Wen Yimo still has a lot to learn.

On the set, Wen Yimo watched the monitor meticulously and listened carefully to the director's opinion.

No one is perfect, no gold is pure, no one is born perfect, proficient in all eighteen martial arts.

But people are shining in the fields they like, such as Wen Yimo at this moment.

It was already an hour after Wen Yimo finished his work.

Although Qin Yu stood in a very inconspicuous position on the set, and was blocked by various shooting equipment in front of him, Wen Yimo still saw Qin Yu at the first sight.

Wen Yimo stuck to Qin Yu's body tightly like a piece of sticky brown candy in a corner where no one was around.

"I'm almost exhausted. I got up early and filmed for a week. I went to bed so late last night and got up so early this morning..."

As Wen Yimo spoke, she still didn't forget to rub her little furry head against Qin Yu's chest.

"tired?"

"Well, otherwise, I'd rather not act and go home and be a wealthy wife..."

Wen Yimo smiled, her big agile eyes narrowed into a crescent shape.

"Okay, then I'll go talk to your director..."

After speaking, Qin Yu prepared to walk towards Li Ping.

"You really want to go..."

"Of course, just wait..."

Qin Yu gave Wen Yimo a reassuring look and then went to Li Ping's rest shed.

About 10 minutes later, Li Ping, wearing a black vest and peaked cap wholesaled by the director, came out.

The general meaning is that everyone has been working very hard on filming recently, so they rest for half a day in the afternoon and have dinner with the whole crew at noon.

As for the money for the dinner, it was naturally paid by Qin Yu, the big boss.

After explaining everything, Qin Yu dragged Wen Yimo who was watching from the corner and disappeared into the set.

The social animals who have been spurred by life for so long shouted Long live Li Ping on the set.

Only Li Ping walked to the corner humbly, took off the peaked cap on his head, and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead with his sleeve.

Li Ping could see how Qin Yu treated Zheng Fei and Hu Bing yesterday.

Although he didn't know Qin Yu's exact identity, he didn't even care about Hu Bing, let alone him as a little director.

It's just that what Li Ping didn't expect was that Wen Yimo, a rich second-generation little princess with such a powerful boyfriend, would actually come out to film.

But how did Li Ping know that when Wen Yimo came out to film, it was purely because he liked it and nothing else.

The muffled roar of a black Lamborghini on the street.

The carport on the top was slowly retracted, and the originally warm spring breeze became crazy because of the speed.

Wen Yimo sat in the co-pilot and stretched out her hand out the window, feeling the spring breeze passing through her fingertips.

"Do you think we are like an idol drama..."

"In idol dramas, after the heroine marries a man she doesn't love, she will run away from marriage, and then the hero will drive a sports car and stop at the church door, and then the two will elope..."

Before Wen Yimo finished speaking, Qin Yu scratched Wen Yimo's round and delicate nose.

"Like what, you are not allowed to wear flat shoes on your wedding day, you must wear high heels..."

Qin Yu spoke with Wen Yimo in a fake serious tone.

"What does this have to do with wearing high heels or not..."

"Seven out of ten heroines in movies who wear flat shoes to get married want to escape marriage. It's convenient to wear flat shoes..."

"Think about it, running away from marriage...how exciting, if you sprain your ankle, it won't delay your work at night..."

As soon as Qin Yu finished speaking, Wen Yimo's delicate eyebrows twitched involuntarily.

"Oh, why are you thinking about such things..."

Although she knows that she is very attractive, she shouldn't be so fascinated by the stinky brother!

"Is it just me? Aren't you too? Don't think I don't know. You have been with..."

What else did Qin Yu want to say, Wen Yimo stretched his hand directly to Qin Yu's waist and twisted it: "What about..."

"Like a fairy..."

With a strong desire to survive, Qin Yu had to succumb to the majesty of his wife.

"Hmph, it's almost..."

Wen Yimo withdrew her little hand contentedly.

"Yes, like a fairy, I can't stop..."

Steal the tower successfully!

After about an hour's drive, Qin Yu brought Wen Yimo to a small town near the South China Sea.

The deep blue water lapped against the rocks on the shore.

The ama who went into the sea was throwing large bags of seafood and seafood onto the fishing boats docked on the shore.

Qin Yu parked the car on the side of the road. It was a sunny day in the city, but here the sun was hiding in the clouds.

The air is filled with the faint salty smell of sea water.

There is no bustling urban area, no colorful neon lights, no subways and the fast pace of [-]-[-] in the morning, and only a peaceful and simple life.

After Qin Yu stopped the car, he took Wen Yimo for a walk by the seaside.

"My cousin liked to watch idol dramas when she was young, in which the hero and heroine would go to the beach and eat seafood..."

"At that time, our family's economic conditions were not very good, and then my aunt said, as long as my sister and I don't get into trouble for a month, she will take me and her to play here for a day and eat seafood once a month..."

Although now with his financial resources, the seafood he bought can bury the entire Nanhai City.

But I still miss those days occasionally.

"So you miss the old days?"

Wen Yimo raised her head and asked Qin Yu, thinking that Qin Yu brought her here to recall the past.

"A little bit, but I don't really miss it..."

"Why……"

Wen Yimo didn't understand.

When they were young, they always wanted to grow up overnight, but when they really grew up, they discovered that growing up was not as good as they imagined.

"Although it was very warm at that time, the seafood pot had to be shared by the whole family, it was too little..."

Sure enough, you should never hear any sensational words from a straight man's mouth.

"Why don't you have any romantic artistic cells..."

Wen Yimo looked at Qin Yu dumbfounded and said.

"Romance is not the purpose of love, it can only be icing on the cake..."

Qin Yu looked at Wen Yimo stinkingly and said.

"Then tell me, the main purpose of love is not romance..."

Wen Yimo asked Qin Yu's collar tightly with both hands.

It seemed that he was very dissatisfied with Qin Yu's rebuttal.

"Romance is not, power is!"

Looking at Wen Yimo's expression, Qin Yu knew that she hadn't reacted, so he lowered his head and whispered in Wen Yimo's ear.

"With strength, my wife is satisfied. This is the preservative for love..."

"Don't you know my strength..."