The water in the bathroom flowed into the massage foot basin. When Jun Yun Duan came out, there was a faint smoke and he plugged in the plug directly.
A gurgling sound instantly sounded in the massage footbath, and the massage contours of the soles of the feet flashed with red lights.
Man Ningning didn't know what to say, it seemed that all her words had become speechless. Only yesterday, he complained that she wore so little and her hands were so cold.
Unexpectedly, he actually bought a massage footbath for her today?
When he was moved, Junyun stretched out his hand, took off her shoes for her, put her feet into the footbath, and warmed her feet little by little. There were gurgling sounds all around.
The temperature is just right and very comfortable...
However, when Man Ningning watched him washing her feet, tears shed unknowingly in her eyes, and she said softly: "I will do it myself."
Her voice was a bit sob-like. When Junyun raised his head, he felt extremely distressed when he saw the tears hanging on her face, "Fool, why are you crying?"
Man Ningning took a deep breath and wiped the tears from her face, "Actually, I can do these things myself."
Even though they are boyfriend and girlfriend, even though they are lovers, he is a superior young master who has lived a privileged life since he was a child, with clothes to eat and food to eat.
He has never touched the so-called cooking or cooking. Growing up, he has only had others treat him with respect and dedication.
And what about myself?
He is just a child abandoned by his mother and needs to live independently every day.
She had always hoped that marrying a stable man would be enough, but his appearance changed her mind.
It completely changed her.
Life also needs love. I always think that having a family means there is love.
Now, she understands that everything requires love first, and then you can have a happy family. Moreover, Junyun has paid too much for himself.
Just for her, he actually learned to cook and cook her favorite dishes. At this moment, he even washed her feet. Only her father had washed her feet since she was a child.
Suddenly, she felt happy, blissfully alive...
The tears stopped, Man Ningning sniffed and said, "You know what? I always feel the same way when I'm with you."
"How does it feel?" Junyun asked.
"It's like a life-and-death feeling. I feel so happy that I can't describe it." Man Ningning bent down slightly, put her hand into the water, and held Junyun's hand, with a naked look in her eyes.
Happiness.
Jun Yun looked at the tears remaining on her face and smiled, "Fool, you must be the only one who can say such a thing."
"That's because I feel like I'm the happiest woman in the world." Man Ningning held his hand a little tight, and the water gurgled in the footbath, and the mist rose.
"Furthermore, in order to learn how to cook...not all men can do such things, or are willing to do them."
Man Ningning continued to add.
Jun Yun held Man Ningning's hand from the water and said softly: "Ning Ning, love is not about who pays more or who pays less. For you, or in other words, I am only for you in this life.
People pay.”
what is love?
In fact, he has never understood it. However, in the dead of night, he often thinks of her. Thinking of her smile, thinking of her angry look, and thinking of her tone of voice.
Everything seemed to be remembering everything about her in his mind. As long as he saw her happy, he would naturally feel happy too.
Man Ningning was so moved that she didn't know what to say. She thought about it and smiled: "How about this, you wash my feet. How about I wash them for you later?"
Junyun smiled softly...
....
Dazzling lights flashed in the studio, cotton blew high in the fan and fell quietly. After Ding Haoming arrived at the studio, some staff members asked him to sign autographs.
Man Ningning is the heroine on this cover. After arriving at the studio early in the morning, she had already started putting on makeup, fixing her hair, and a series of things...
The makeup artist for Man Ningning was Wang Sen, a makeup artist from Yipin Magazine. He still looked like a girl, holding an eyebrow pencil with orchid fingers on his left hand, and said while drawing: "I didn't expect it.
, this time the person who is filming with Ding Haoming is actually you Man Ningning, think about it, you are really amazing."
Man Ningning stared at herself in the mirror and smiled lightly: "If possible, I hope you will take the photo."
"Then I really wish for it." Wang Sen grinned, his mother-in-law accent became more obvious, and he raised his eyebrows and said: "If I were a woman, I feel that being able to shoot with Ding Haoming would be a very honorable thing.
.”
Man Ning smiled but said nothing...
"I found that your skin is really good. It's almost the first time I've seen such good skin since I put on makeup. It's very easy to apply makeup."
Wang Sen drew up his eyebrows and sprinkled a little bit of powder randomly. Man Ningning's entire makeup was very clear, which was what she requested.
The coquettish style does not belong to her at all.
"I found that your eyebrows are quite long and easy to draw. Moreover, the most important thing is that your eyebrows are relatively long. They are not dark and thick, but light and light-colored eyebrows with a brighter color."
Wang Sen glanced at the mirror. Inside was a beautiful and clean picture with a rose-red skin color, making him look even better.
As beautiful as the snow in winter, the falling snow is beautiful...
Wen Jiedi walked in from the outside. When she saw Man Ningning's delicate face, she praised: "Tsk, tsk, a beauty is a beauty, and she becomes even more beautiful after putting on makeup."
Man Ningning glanced sideways and said, "Why are you here? Didn't you say there was a meeting in the company in the morning?"
"Tsk, tsk, how can the meeting be as important as this time? It was canceled at the last moment." Wen Jiedi wiped his trouser pockets with his hands habitually, looking carefree and unruly.
Wang Sen smiled and said, "Mr. Wen, please let me know next time you need someone like me."
As he spoke, he picked up a comb and tied up his black hair skillfully, then tied it up behind his head.
"You Old Sen, I think you think about these things every day, right?" Wen Jiedi smiled playfully, turning his eyes towards Ding Haoming who walked in, and smiled, "Old Sen, if
If you can be as handsome as Ding Haoming, I will consider it."
"Besides, don't think about plastic surgery." He added, and saw a faint smile on Ding Haoming's face, and a pair of deep eyes looking at Man Ningning quietly in the mirror...
The clean and clear face has a light blush and a refreshing fragrance, exuding pure and elegant beauty like snow.
Suddenly, there was a commotion outside.
Abigail and Wenyou walked in with a bag of clothes, took out a pen and notebook, handed them to Ding Haoming, and said with a smile: "Ding Haoming, please sign."
Ding Haoming took the notebook, held the pen with his fingers and moved it casually a few times. His name was immediately displayed on the clean fingers, and Wenyou secretly winked at Abigail.
Abigail understood and took out the latest mini camera. When she was about to take a picture, she pressed the display screen with one hand and Abigail looked at it subconsciously.
Aniu smiled faintly and said, "Miss, please don't take secret photos here."
"Secretly photographed? Please put it in a nicer way. When did I secretly photograph it? Can you check if there are any photos in the camera?"
Abigail's words are slightly thorny.
Ah Niu knew that she had just taken it out and was not that quick to take a picture. At this moment, she just smiled and said, "Although, I don't have a camera. But I hope not to take pictures secretly."
Abigail glanced at A Niu, and although she was angry, it was hard to get angry. After all, A Niu was Ding Haoming's agent. If she offended A Niu, wouldn't that mean she offended Ding Haoming...
She doesn't want to make such a fool of herself right now.
Suddenly, she thought of something, and a pair of beautiful big eyes showed a cunning look.
Wenyou took back the notebook, shrugged helplessly, walked to Abigail's ear, and whispered: "Since we can't take pictures, forget it."
It's not surprising that things like secretly filming are common in the entertainment industry.
But, is this all they have in mind? After all, Wenyou is the daughter of a top domestic magazine. If such a picture is uploaded to the Internet, will many people hype their relationship?
If it is just ordinary pink, all these phenomena are normal.
But the entertainment industry is a place of ups and downs. Wenyou is the daughter of Yipin Magazine and has been on the cover of several issues of the magazine. Others still know a little about her.
Moreover, once the hype starts, the most beneficial thing will surely be Yipin Magazine.
Sometimes only discussions that reach their climax will attract more attention from others.
When Man Ningning put on her makeup and fixed her hair, there was another person in the studio, and that person was Mr. Yang. It seemed that he had just come from the company.
Wearing a clean white shirt and a sapphire blue suit, with his fair skin and charming face, he exuded a kind of nobility.
"Why are you here?" Ding Haoming smiled handsomely, his bronzed skin dazzling under the light.
Yang Shaoning glanced at him, "It's rare to see you shoot a magazine cover, so I should come and support you." Wen Jiedi walked out of the dressing room and said with a smile: "My place is really shining today."
"Then you should thank Ding Haoming." Yang Shao raised his eyebrows, his narrow eyes faintly passed through the dressing room, and the figure inside... was as clean as snow.
But, so what?.
This woman is always stubborn. He just wanted to send her back last time. She rejected him nakedly, and the look in her eyes that time...
I couldn't help but want to sneer on my lips. I sat on the sofa with the window slightly open. The wind blew in. It was a bit cold, but it was also very comfortable.
"After today's shooting is over, we might as well have dinner together." Wen Jiedi walked to the sofa and sat down too, with a smile on her face.
"No need." The voice was low. Young Master Yang looked at Wen Jiedi's surprised expression, smiled lightly, and tapped the hand on the sofa with his fingers, "Today, I have asked Sister Wu to get ready. So, I will take care of everything tonight.