MTL - Grab the Heroine and Run Away Hee Hee Hee (entertainment Circle)-Chapter 67 SGS

In addition to the video played in the commercial, Xu Heran also shot posters in seawater for a long time. When she returned to the boat, she was very tired and asked someone to remove the tail of the fish.

"I asked Xin Nuonuo to help me undress!" The pale girl lay on the wheelchair, too tired to raise her hand, so she raised a finger to express her determination.

Cui Qi looked amused and looked at Xin Nuo.

Xin Nuo was already standing behind the wheelchair and asked, "Where are you going?"

The staff on board led the way immediately, and there was a changing room on board where Xu Heran's clothes were prepared.

"Do you need a makeup artist to help remove makeup?" the staff asked.

Xin Nuo said lightly: "We can do it ourselves."

"Okay, then I won't bother you, I'm just outside, call me if you have any questions." The staff closed the door for them.

There is a single bed in the changing room and a bathroom. Xu Heran's clothes are hanging on the rack.

"Quick, work in the bathroom!" Xu Heran said excitedly, and patted the ground with his tail.

Xin Nuo asked her amusedly, "Aren't you tired?"

Xu Heran immediately flattened out, "I'm exhausted."

"I need Nuonuo to carry me in." Xu Heran said lazily.

Xin Nuo's dark eyes swept Xu Heran up and down. The girl was slumped on the wheelchair, wet from head to tail, like a fish caught ashore.

"Do you think... I can hug you?" After Xin Nuo finished speaking, he suddenly felt a little excited, "You can try."

Xu Heran swam in the sea for a long time, and her body was very tired. She imagined herself being hugged by Xin Nuo and falling to the ground, her pupils shrank, and she raised her hand, weakly blocking Xin Nuo's hand.

"I'm wrong sister, just push me in, can you please help me flush?"

Xin Nuo chuckled and opened the bathroom door.

The bathroom door was flat, and Xu Heran's wheelchair could just fit inside. She was facing the shower head, her hands outstretched.

"Come on, don't take pity on me." She closed her eyes.

Xin Nuo had some black lines, when someone knocked on the door, she hurried out, it was the makeup remover and two cups of milk tea brought to them by the staff.

"Thank you." Xin Nuo returned to the bathroom with the small bag for makeup and remover products. Xu Heran still opened his hands, but his eyes were closed, and his hands were hanging on the sides of the wheelchair.

"Zhuzhu, are you hungry?" Xin Nuo asked softly.

Xu Heran raised his eyes with difficulty, but before he could see Xin Nuo, the snow-white arm of the girl beside him stretched out, and the milk tea cup was pressed against her face. Seeing Xin Nuo smiling, she put her finger down and put the habit on her lips .

"Hold." Xin Nuo's voice was very gentle.

Xu Heran raised his hand against the cup of milk tea, the slightly sweet liquid rushed into his mouth, and the fresh pulp swam between his lips and teeth, sliding down his soft tongue. Xu Heran drank a whole cup of milk tea with "ton ton ton" and let out a sigh of relief.

"Alive!"

Xin Nuo was pouring makeup remover water on the makeup remover cotton, glanced at Xu Heran from the corner of his eye, and saw that she was sitting in a wheelchair and started... undressing?

"Xu Heran!" Xin Nuo subconsciously looked away, "What are you doing undressing!"

Xu Heran smiled and said, "This tail is too obstructive, I want to take it off and stretch it."

"..."

"Wait a minute..." Before Xin Nuo could finish speaking, a wet ball fell to the ground, and the fabric leaned gently against her ankle.

Xu Heran's fishtail is separated from her top. Her upper body is a tube top-style gauze dress, which is the same color as the fishtail. After taking off the fishtail, there is still a pair of close-fitting shorts inside.

Xin Nuoxin's nervousness slowly disappeared, and for some reason, she suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

With a smile on his face, Xu Heran turned the wheelchair around, sat down, opened his hands, hugged Xin Nuo's thigh, led her towards him, and then raised his head.

"Close your eyes."

The black-haired girl had an unclear expression, and put two cotton pads on her eyes.

The makeup covering the girl's face was removed little by little, like the gods on the clouds and the mystery in the water were wiped away from the dreamy color little by little, and the part of her that belonged to the world was slowly revealed in Xin Nuo's eyes.

Because of this thought, Xin Nuo felt more comfortable, and his movements became more gentle and careful.

The silver-haired girl in the wheelchair quietly opened one eye and looked straight at Xin Nuo. Xin Nuo was wearing a swimsuit inside and a loose white lace dress outside. When she raised her hand, the lace pattern was stacked on her elbow.

The sleeves of the beach dress were wide and wide, making her already slender arms look even more frail. Xu Heran's gaze slid down Xin Nuo's face, followed the soft fabric, and landed on her elbow, which danced gently with the movement.

Her eyes are like a butterfly, stopping in the white lace flowers.

A certain pearl's eyes opened unconsciously, and Xin Nuo lowered his eyes, seeing her in a daze, with a hint of a smile in his eyes.

"Sleepy-"

?

Xin Nuo's words stopped on his lips.

A cool hand squeezed her wrist. A certain person's index finger stretched out straight, touching the pulse in the center of Xin Nuo's wrist, and the tips of the remaining four fingers were sunk in the snow-white skin.

Xu Heran gently pinched the skin under her fingertips, her palm was warm, hot blood flowed to her fingertips, the place where it touched the skin was like sparks falling into dry wood.

The heat boomed and swam in two directions.

Xin Nuo lowered her eyes, her fingers were still pressing on Xu Heran's face, staring closely at the strand of silver hair sticking to her forehead.

The warm palm suddenly moved down her wrist, the movement was very slow, but so real, it slipped into the lace sleeve unexpectedly, the loose cuff easily swallowed the mischievous hand, the lace trembled, revealing the wandering fingers Mark of.

Xu Heran's ears turned red, but he couldn't control his movements. The young girl's skin was like boiled milk, hot and scalding, making her fingertips itchy, but she lingered on it again and again until Her fingertips jumped into the flat shoulders, someone's hand lost its direction, her head seemed to be steaming, and finally, stuck there blankly, her index finger quietly picked up the strap inside.

Xin Nuo: "..."

"What are you doing?" Xin Nuo asked softly.

Xu Heran stared straight ahead, but the position of the front was not right, so she coughed lightly and tilted her head to the right.

"Hmm." Xu Zhenzhu pretended to be natural, "Just try."

Xin Nuo's voice was still very soft, "Try what?"

"Try to see if your shower gel works well."

"so?"

"Well, very good." Xu Heran slowly withdrew her hand and put it on the armrest of the wheelchair. She rubbed her fingers with a calm expression, "I think the effect is very good. May I buy you a few more bottles?"

"Okay." Shino smiled.

"It's best to buy more, and pour them into the bathtub together when we get home." Xin Nuo's voice was light, pinching Xu Heran's cheek with his fingers, and his tone sank, "Then throw some dishonest little pearl into it and soak it for a long time. it is good?"

Xu Heran: "..."

A certain dishonest little pearl raised her hand, "Then I apply to have a bath with you."

Xin Nuo: "..."

"You wash it yourself!"

The red-faced girl turned her head and rushed out of the bathroom, raised her hand, and covered her face.

In the bathroom, Xu Heran raised his head, glanced at the ceiling, and propped his face with his right hand. After calming down, he smiled and asked the outsider.

"If you take a bath together, don't you need to wear a swimsuit?"

"..."

On the railing, a row of people lay neatly on their stomachs. Six girls held milk tea and looked at themselves in the sea. Jian Yueyin raised her mobile phone to take selfies and videos with everyone.

"ah-"

In the fitting room behind her, a certain pearl screamed.

In the video, the expressions of the six people remained unchanged, as if they were used to it, Jian Yueyin put down her phone and asked, "The filming of Hayaya and Ranran is over, is there anyone else who wants to film this afternoon?"

Lin Weining raised her hand, "I'll finish filming in the afternoon, and I'll catch a flight back to join Sister Ran and the others in the evening, and I have to participate in the show."

"It's hard work." Haya raised her hand and pinched the back of Lin Weining's neck.

Holding the cup of milk tea in both hands, Lin Weining said with a smile, "Working immortals are happy immortals."

Others had shocked expressions of "Xianxian is broken" on their faces.

The ship was returning, and when it arrived at the shore, Xu Heran also changed her clothes and dried her hair. She messed up her silver hair and was ridiculed by others. Finally, she borrowed a hat from the expressionless Xin Nuo.

"Oh? Little Pearl made Nuonuo angry this time, and the beating didn't appease Nuonuo's anger." Jiang Qiong didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, and ruthlessly mocked Xu Heran.

Xu Heran touched the brim of his hat, took out sunglasses and a mask from his bag and put it on, looking indifferent and handsome.

If her ears next to her silver hair were not so red.

The rest of SGS didn't know why, and looked at Xin Nuo one after another.

Xin Nuo put on a black mask, his exposed eyes were as cool as cold stars, and swept over everyone. The spectator team headed by Jiang Qiong immediately turned around and admired the waves behind them.

Xin Nuo sneered, raised his hand, took off the sunglasses from Xu Heran's face, and took them with him.

"Okay." Xu Heran said with a low smile, and embraced Xin Nuo, "Nuo Nuo can do whatever, okay?"

"Humph."

Xin Nuo sneered, raised his hand, and poked the hat on Xu Heran's head, the meaning was self-evident.

A little pearl wearing someone else's hat is not qualified to point out the right to wear sunglasses.

In the afternoon, everyone went to the studio.

The few remaining people began to put on makeup.

Jian Yue's tone is urban style. She is wearing a windbreaker jacket and Martin boots, sitting on the side of the road under the light, with a guitar lying beside her, and a bottle of white perfume not far from her.

The director said to Jian Yueyin: "Please be ruthless and express your disdain for this world."

"Wow, sister Yueyin looks so scary like this." Jiang Qiong whispered, "It's more fierce than my high school teacher."

Xu Heran immediately said: "Sister Yueyin, Jiang Xiaoqiong said that you are scary, that you are like the dean, and that she will never dare to talk to you again!"

Jiang Qiong: "???"

Jian Yueyin raised her eyebrows, but the smile at the end of her eyes hadn't flowed out, and she was photographed continuously by the photographer.

"Report, Xu Zhenzhu added fuel and vinegar! I didn't say I dare not talk to you!" Jiang Qiong's voice was super loud.

Jian Yueyin stood up, ready to go to the next studio, she said to Jiang Qiong: "Okay, I see, then can you speak into my eyes?"

Jiang Qiong: "...hehe."

After Xu Heran and Haya finished filming, the two ran around the venue. The theme of the perfume was decided long ago. The studio was set up very large. Jiang Qiong was wearing a red dress and curly hair. She was standing on the karaoke stage.

"I saw the troubled times, where is the beauty?" Haya said intentionally.

"Dummy." Xu Heran said, "Look how fake Qionger's smile is."

Jiang Qiong drove the two away angrily.

Haya dragged Xu Heran to see Lin Weining. The appearance of Xianxian is familiar to both of them, standing by the window in a snow-white cheongsam with a natural temperament.

Xu Heran stroked his chin, "It's like a lady, and it's also like a concubine."

"...Bao, who brought you the pearl necklace around your neck?" Haya asked with a smile, "It looks more mature than before."

Lin Weining turned her head and curled the corners of her mouth. The girl's expression suddenly became lively, as if she had come alive from a pictorial. The somewhat mature and dignified young lady suddenly became cute.

Haya raised her hand and touched her nose.

"Does it look good?" Lin Weining asked with a smile.

Xu Heran Haya immediately gave a thumbs up.

When they came, there were two people, and little pearl embarked on the road of searching alone.

"It means that Sister Liu's team is on vacation, otherwise she will definitely chase after her and take a lot of pictures." Xu Heran told his assistant.

The assistant smiled knowingly, and said to her, "The front is Fenghua."

"Wow, Xiao Fenghua." Xu Heran immediately said, "I don't know what the theme of Xiao Fenghua is."

"It's an opera." Song Fenghua's voice was cold, and he asked Xu Heran embarrassedly, "Is it not suitable?"

Xu Heran stared at his big blue-purple eyes, and immediately shook his head.

"Wow!"

"Xiao Fenghua, you are too pretty!" She said in shock.

Song Fenghua stood on the stage in a costume, wearing cyan emerald green on his head, his face was painted white, and the corners of his eyes were raised with red paint. She had a classical appearance, with Danfeng eyes hooked outwards and warped inwards. Standing on the stage at the moment, her cold eyes were as bright as jewels.

"Wow!" Xu Heran sighed again, "I originally imagined that you would be that kind of ancient beauty, but I didn't expect you to be so suitable! Xiao Fenghua, you really have to try more, it's great!"

Xu Heran applauded wildly.

Song Fenghua's white skin gradually turned red, and she nodded slowly with Hua Cui on her head.

Do you want to try more, yes.

"come on!"

Xu Heran waved to Song Fenghua. Song Fenghua didn't look away until her figure disappeared into the studio.

At the next stop, Xu Heran finds Laurel. Laurel has long hair in a high ponytail and wears a Tang knife on her waist. She is the image of an ancient chivalrous woman.

"The designer thinks that Laurel is a very distinctive girl, and her image all the time fits Hua Guoxia and righteousness, so she designed this promotional film based on these two words." The director told Xu Heran.

Laurel was filming, Xu Heran didn't dare to interrupt, and after a few words with the director, he left in a hurry.

"Hey, I like to put the most delicious ones last." Xu Heran said softly, sliding his fingers lightly on the wall, and turned his eyes to the studio in front of him.

"dingdong."

Someone dubbed himself, and walked into the dim studio.

The white snow floods the forest, and the green and white form a harmonious picture.

In the jungle, the figure of an elf is getting closer and closer, her bare feet stepping on the snow.

Xu Heran, who was standing outside the crowd, suddenly held his breath.

The snow fell in her loose hair and on her reddish nose. The ignorant elf opened her eyes wide and raised her head to look at the sky.

The wind blows, and the soft snowflakes flutter with the wind, like a snow spirit coming back to life, urging the elf to chase after him. The elf's black eyes lit up instantly, and she lifted her skirt and ran in the forest like a free deer.

Finally, the elves born in the forest stopped by the clear pool, where white flowers grew, the stamens were filled with snow, wet, and a drop of clean water fell. Shallow waves instantly swayed from the snow-covered pool, and the snow drifted away, revealing the perfume hidden in the cold water under the clear pool.

The elf leaned over, holding the cold ground with both hands, and approached the blooming white flowers with her pink lips.

In the camera, the elf is holding the white flower, and her shadow falls in the water, as if she is kissing the perfume through the water.

"Very good, click!" the director shouted, and everyone applauded.

Xin Nuo sat up straight with a smile, his eyes were caught off guard, and after meeting the crowd, Xu Heran with his arms folded, his expression a little cold.

The silver-haired girl's eyes stayed on her face for a moment, and fell on the fake flower kissed by the elf beside her skirt.

What does pro flower mean.

Xu Heran thought dissatisfiedly, isn't Little Pearl not easy to kiss? Nuonuo has never kissed me so tenderly before!

The studio began to become lively, everyone packed up their things and prepared for the next shoot, but the heroine sitting in the forest scene smiled softly, she lowered her head, pulled out the white flower, pinched it with her fingertips and half-raised the flower branch.

The girl with dark eyes raised her eyes and looked at Xu Heran, the flowers approached like her cheeks.

A tender kiss falls again among the clean petals of the flower.

is intentional.

She raised her eyelashes, and looked at Xu Heran with cold eyes.

Good or bad, some Nuonuo.

Xu Heran thought to himself, and smiled lightly.

She shook her head at Xin Nuo, let go of her arms around her chest, and raised her left hand.

The fingertips of this hand, at a certain moment today, have gently touched someone's soft skin, slid a little bit over her delicate, inner arm, and stayed on someone's slender shoulders for a long time.

Little Pearl rubbed her fingers slowly and looked at Xin Nuo.

An equally gentle kiss fell on her warm fingertips.

The author has something to say:

(Flatten) This overlord adds more... I owe it first, there is a high probability that I will make it up tomorrow, if I don’t have it tomorrow, then I don’t have it tomorrow (playing stupid).