Chapter 991 Chu's waist is injured
"What are you looking for him for?" Mo Tingshen asked curiously.
Xu Shu said: "It's okay, just ask."
"It's late at night," Mo Ting turned over deeply and breathed out a long sigh, listening to it at night , with a hint of sultry intention, "If you are lonely, come to my brother's place. My brother's bed is wide and big, and you can sleep on it."
Xu Shu choked back without changing his expression. , "Stop being so coquettish."
He hung up the phone.
Open the circle of friends and ignore everything else until you find Xu Tingting.
She posts one or two posts every day. In the photo, she has tanned skin and is wearing a big straw hat. She is sitting on the road taking pictures and making gestures.
Xu Shu twitched the corner of his mouth, but there was no smile on his handsome face. He left a message underneath:
"Going wild? When will you come back?"
He didn't expect that Xu Tingting would reply to him.
She didn’t dare either.
I was caught staying up most of the night and was scolded.
The next day, the news that Chu Yao was injured on the set reached Mo Tingshen’s ears.
He flew directly over.
Nan Jiaojiao also heard about it, but it was not Chu Yao who said it, but her assistant on the set sent a message to Moments, so Nan Jiaojiao saw the clues and sent a private message to ask.
She played a video to Chu Yao, and the other party immediately hung up.
Nan Jiaojiao typed two words:
Looking for death?
Within three seconds, Chu Yao’s video came over.
Nan Jiaojiao picked it up and frowned. She was using a rear camera. She only looked at the refrigerator of the RV, and there was no sign of anyone.
"Have you turned into a refrigerator?" "No, I'm fine."
"Then why don't you show your big face? "
"Who is so stupid!" Chu Yao was angry and immediately turned the camera back without thinking, "Nan Jiaojiao, you are so advanced now!"< br>
On the screen, Chu was wearing a neck brace on her waist, and she had no choice but to tilt her head up. She was leaning on the pillow, her eyes widened, and her face was in vain.
Nan Jiaojiao asked: "Did you hurt your neck?"
"I was injured by a wire. At that time, I felt a wire loosen, and there was a click, and I also I don’t understand, it’s obviously loose at the waist, but it’s my neck that’s injured in the end. I’ve been lying there all day, and my back is almost sore.”
“Didn’t I check it before filming started?”
"I check it every day. Today, the master in charge of Wia applied to go to the town to send some souvenirs to his family. He said he would be back in the afternoon. Anyway, the equipment was adjusted yesterday. I thought it would not take a long time. If anything happens, I don’t know it’s just right here.”
Nan Jiaojiao asked suspiciously: "Does it have anything to do with the exchange of prop swords last time?"
Chu Yao didn't understand it for a while, but then he realized, "You mean, it was a group of people who caused the trouble. Ah?”
“It’s just a guess. Let Sister Mi check it out.”
Chu Yao glanced aside secretly, then quickly looked away, and she leaned into the pillow. Damn, he pulled the corner of his lower lip very superficially.
Nan Jiaojiao was about to ask if there was anyone next to her, when she saw a pair of hands peeling apples appeared in the camera. Obsidian-like cufflinks were pressed against the watch strap, and the wrist bones protruded, holding a fruit knife. The hands are long and well-shaped.
You know whose hand it is without asking.
Nan Jiaojiao said embarrassedly: "Excuse me."
Hang up the phone immediately.
Chu Yao blinked his eyes and turned the phone upside down in frustration, putting it on his lips.
Mo Tingshen took the phone away, and she kicked him on the waist, "What are you doing? There is still the residual warmth of my sweet baby on the phone!"
(End of this chapter)