Dressed as a petite jerk

"Refund them ten times their ticket price, and tell them to go away!"

Luo Qingci irritatedly blew a strand of hair that was blown to his forehead by the wind: "I coveted my husband all day long, and he was so loud during filming. I don't know if the post-production personnel still need to do a lot of noise reduction work? A group of people who don't A sensible little boy!"

Luo Qingci's operation stunned the staff present.

This is too...too arrogant!

I forgot to cut the live broadcast, and then, those fans who were guarding in front of the screen were confused.

——"What happened? Qinggou is dissatisfied with our coveting brother? She actually admitted in public that brother is her husband?"

——"Qinggou has never admitted that her brother is her husband. She even said that she was forced to marry her by her family. She will never admit to her brother in this life. Why..."

——"My husband... Although I don't like these three words very much, my brother has been waiting for these three words for ten years! Could it be that my brother is finally waiting?"

——"I'm the only one who thinks that Qinggou is extraordinarily arrogant today, and the action of blowing his hair is inexplicably... handsome?"

——"Upstairs and upstairs upstairs, wake up! This must be fake, Qinggou is so vicious, she will not be nice to her brother, this must be just Qinggou's new trick, she always does this, once Let my brother think she will treat him well again, and then torture him even more cruelly..."

And the three words "my husband" were indeed like a thunderbolt, hitting the actor's head.

He tightly squeezed the fruit knife hidden in his wide sleeve.

——Here again, she began to release this little bit of kindness to him again.

Then, it's even more humiliating torture, right?

What does she want to do?

Really want to scald his wound with boiling water?

Sprinkle his wounds with salt?

Or have worse ideas?

The servant girl brought the hot water carefully, holding cotton swabs, povidone iodine and trauma medicine powder in her hands.

Seeing this, Luo Qingci stepped forward and took these things away.

After she glanced around, she asked the servant girl to bring two round stools over, put the hot water basin on one of the round stools, pointed to the other round stool and said to Lord Film King, "Come and sit down!"

The commanding tone is in line with her bad personality.

Mo Jiuqin glanced at the hot water, a layer of heat.

It must be boiling water!

He thought, but there was a crazy sickness in his heart—isn't it just to be burned again?

He will feel the pain of being tortured by her well, and then it will be her turn to suffer...

Without saying a word, he hid the fruit knife better, walked over, and sat down upright.

"Take off your clothes!" Luo Qingci gave another order.

——"Ahh! Although I know that the green dog is likely to do no good, but my brother's body... I want to see, I want to see!!"

—— "Watching the live broadcast also has this kind of benefits, brother... I can't bear to let you be tortured by a green dog, but I'm even more greedy for your body..."

——"I heard that my brother has eight-pack abs? I heard that my brother's skin is as white as fat? I heard that when my brother takes off his clothes, my sister will slut. Brother... I'm sorry, I really want to see it..."

Live commentary went crazy again.

But within a few seconds of being crazy, Luo Qingci suddenly raised his head, as if sensing something, staring at the camera viciously: "Private, private time, do you still need my sister to remind you to turn off the phone? Huh?"

——"Fuck! Is this a green dog? This look is so lethal, I'm sweating through the screen!"

——"What is private time? No! I want to watch it, don't turn off the program group!"

——"Aren't you still filming? Continue filming, don't stop..."

Of course, the program team was also afraid of Luo Qing's resignation, but the director team found that the popularity of this clip was so high that it was higher than the other films before, so it was a bit reluctant to close it...

After hesitating for a moment, the director personally took a pair of scissors and came over: "Miss Qingci, the show has already applied for 8 hours of live broadcast every day, and it is almost dark today, so it has only been broadcast for 2 hours, which is far from enough..."

"We can't be irresponsible to the audience. We haven't filmed enough of this script, and we need to film enough every day... Otherwise...Mo Yingdi's back injury, can you cut the clothes to see?"

Luo Qingci glanced at Mo Jiuqin, who sat quietly, as if listening to the director and Luo Qingci in everything.

But I thought in my heart: Stop dreaming!How could she agree?

She just wanted to strip him naked in public, torture him, and let everyone see how embarrassing and...

"it is good!"

The film king was still thinking about Luo Qingci's bad taste, but he heard her agree.

accepted? ? ?

Then, it was she who took the scissors in the director's hand, went around his back and cut off the blood-stained piece of fabric with a few clicks.

The wind came over and blew that piece, it was chilly and painful...

There was a large scratch on his too pale skin, Luo Qingci only took one look, and his heart ached.

She couldn't help but leaned down and gently blew on the wound.

The warm breath blew past, and the film king suddenly froze his body...