Under the strong light, Huaduo turned her back to the camera, twisted her waist slightly, spread her legs, and slowly turned her beautiful face back. Youth and sexiness were integrated into one, and all the men present were shocked. Cheng Mi
Luo stood up at this moment, and the information in his hand was heavily
He threw it on the table: "This evening dress should express sexiness, not licentiousness. The swing of your waist is too much. How did you train for the two years of modeling performance?" Huaduo used to be
She started out as a graphic model and later moved into the music industry.
Hua Duoduo took a breath, "Slutty?" He said she was "slutty" in front of so many people? It was too much. She had been tolerant, but he went too far! He even used her previous career as an excuse!
"Who are you saying is slutty? You should show off what you call sexy and don't insult people with just a move of your mouth!" Huaduoduo couldn't suppress her temper any longer, and she charged straight at him.
The close-fitting dress restricted her movements. She forgot about the drag of the skirt for a moment and strode forward to reach the power cord of the light on the ground. She only heard Ivy's exclamation: "Princess! Danger!"
In a daze, she turned around and saw a heavy spotlight hitting her head. She was so stupid that she couldn't move.
"It's over, will I be smashed and disfigured?" This was the last thing she thought about.
There was a loud "bang" sound.
She fell! She closed her eyes tightly.
Huh?
Something seems wrong!
Why is the ground soft or warm?
Why didn't she feel any pain?
She opened her eyes in confusion and met a pair of angry eyes.
"Rice?" She murmured, and looked carefully, she was held firmly in his arms, and his body became her flesh pad. No wonder she didn't feel any pain at all.
"Mr. Cheng, are you okay?" The frightened people came to ask one after another.
"It's okay, he probably won't die yet." He covered his panicked and angry eyes and responded jokingly, not wanting to scare everyone. His back hurt, and although he dodged very quickly, he still used his back to ensure that she wasn't hurt.
He withstood all possible injuries, probably if he was swept by a lamppost, he would at least be bruised.
"Vice President Cheng, your hand is bleeding!" a female employee screamed.
Only then did Huaduoduo notice that there was an astonishing wound on his hand, which was bleeding profusely. Her heart suddenly hurt, as if she had been bitten by an unknown monster. She quickly pressed down on his wound,
He said in panic: "A lot of blood!"
"It's okay." He pulled his hand back without leaving a trace, pushed her away from his body, gritted his teeth and stood up.
"Let me wrap it up for you." She wanted to pull him away, but he turned away and said, "No, it's a small wound. Let's continue working. I'll leave it to you, Lao Mo." He asked the photographer again in a loud voice and turned around.
Left the filming location.
He didn't even look at her.
Huaduoduo suddenly wanted to cry. How could he just leave like this without letting her see his wounds.