Chapter 331 Countdown to Return
After Bo Yanqing was stunned for a moment, he took the initiative to cater to her.
I have never seen such a silly girl.
Bo Yanqing held her face and kissed her softer and softer. He inserted a few fingers into her hair, slowly pulled them out, and rubbed her earlobe.
Nan Jiao lay softly on his shoulder, squinting her eyes lazily, "Are you still sore?"
"Acid."
Bo Yanqing laughed, "If it continues to be sour, you won't be able to get out of this door."
"Then you still won't leave?"
Bo Yanqing up and down Glancing at the cartoon pajamas she was wearing, he said, "Don't you need me to see you off?"
"Chu Yao lives downstairs."
Mentioning this, Nan Jiaojiao felt a little stuffed. Chu Yao loved to pinch her face when she was a child, but now that the baby fat is gone, she still pinches her face.
Bo Yanqing was amused by her expression, and after he finished laughing, he complained a little, "It seems you don't need me anymore. I really can't bear to borrow you for a day. Call me immediately after it's over. I Come here to find excuses?"
Nan Jiaojiao nodded and stretched out her hand towards him. Bo Yanqing hugged her down, turned to get his glass of lemonade, drank it all in one go, and took the glass of lemonade in her hand. Wash the cups together before leaving.
Nan Jiaojiao tidied up briefly. There were two special cabinets in the cloakroom to store various Peppa Pig bags.
Today's scene was a bit big, so she conscientiously chose a handbag that was not so childish.
She went down the stairs, knocked on the door and stood waiting.
Chu Yao quickly opened the door and pulled her in.
There was a lot of morning tea on the dining table. Chu Yao pushed her down on the chair and took a plate to put some of each.
“Eat quickly, and go to the Opera House after eating, where I made an appointment for a press conference at two o’clock in the afternoon.”
Nan Jiaojiao looked at these exquisite meals and frowned, “I Full.”
"Stop joking, is that bit of pig food you made edible for humans?" Chu Yao opened his mouth to break the story. Before he could finish his words, he had already drifted far away. After all, he was afraid of being beaten. Nan Jiaojiao was too lazy to chase her. She took a few bites and put down her chopsticks without interest.
Chu Yao just left the bedroom and took her straight to the garage.
Along the way, the major billboards are full of highly edited photos and advertisements of Chu Yao, and several stills of the famous celebrities are also posted on the entire building.
Nan Jiaojiao turned on her mobile phone, and the news about Chu Yao's comeback became a hot topic on major websites. Big and small bloggers spontaneously edited clips of TV series in which Chu Yao had appeared.
The momentum is huge.
The woman who has been missed by everyone for three years has returned with a high profile.
The Opera House never lends out songs, but it gave Chu Yao a whole day. Regardless of her background or national reputation, Chu Yao is a well-deserved top actress.
Qu Xiaoxiao, an avid fan of Qu, posted ten Weibo posts early in the morning. Big and small celebrities in the industry spontaneously posted congratulations on Weibo. Only a few people were still waiting and watching. After all, Chu Yao was a person who had been in prison.
After such an experience, it stands to reason that it would be difficult to return to the top.
She is an anomaly.
Every media reporter who received an invitation and was allowed to enter the venue, eager to get first-hand information, went to stay early, only to find that the bodyguards inside and outside the opera house were Miss Lu's security guards.
This movement was like an earthquake.
Nan Jiaojiao checked her phone for a while and then stopped. All messages were from Chu Yao. She glanced at Chu Yao who was surrounded by several makeup artists, took a thin blanket and took a nap on the sofa. .
She had just fallen asleep when Lu Zhenzhen came.
"What's going on with those advertisements and stills?"
Chu Yao glanced at her in the mirror, "Isn't it obvious that there are financial backers."
Lu Zhenzhen's soul was tortured, "Also Where are the financial backers who are stupider and richer than me? "
"There really is," Chu Yao's eyes flashed, "Mo Tingshen."
(End of this chapter)