The Wife Is Like Fire: the President of Hidden Marriage Is Sultry!

Chapter 1179: There is no word temperance in my dictionary

Mu Wanqing opened her eyes.

She looked at the man on her with a little nervousness, her small hand tried to reach between the two, and she pushed him out a little bit harder, and she couldn't help but shrank.

"Can you... be restrained?"

Mu Wanqing's legs were wrapped around Ye Yuchen's waist, still shaking uncontrollably, so soft that he didn't have much strength.

Since the end of her period, the two of them have lived a life of demanding, shameless and irritable lives, so much that Mu Wanqing can't get up every morning...

The shooting progress of "Huang Qing Tian Xia" was almost delayed because of this. Fortunately, she hasn't been involved in martial arts recently.

The energy absorbed by the Angel's pupil at night is transformed into the physical strength to support her filming during the day...

"Qingqin, since I met you, the word temperance is no longer in my dictionary."

Ye Yuchen's thin lips lightly hooked, and he leaned over to Mu Wanqing's ear, with a hot breath lingering between their necks.

As he said, he touched his big palm...

"Wait!" Mu Wanqing stretched out his hand to try to stop, but the beastly man directly tore off her clothes.

Ye Yuchen panted roughly, "Can't wait."

As soon as the voice fell, he sealed Mu Wanqing's protesting lips with a kiss. The temperature in the bedroom rose rapidly, and the figures overlapped under the dim light...

Mu Wanqing wanted to cry without tears, and slept three rods until the sun.

She rubbed her waist and came to the crew, she was a little black now, obviously because of overwork and lack of rest...

"Sister Mu, good afternoon."

"Sister Mu, you have worked hard, good afternoon."

"Teacher Mu, the makeup teacher is waiting for you here."

Mu Wanqing walked on the set, and everyone passing by greeted her politely, and she responded listlessly.

She was putting on makeup while waiting for the work to start, and overheard someone around her talking about some gossip outside the circle...

"Have you read the hot search on Weibo? Gong Qianyue was taken to the embassy by the monarch of A. She is showing off by taking selfies every day. It is estimated that she will be taken back to the royal family soon..."

"Tsk tusk tusk... Then she should show off the palace at that time, after all, the life of a princess is beyond ordinary people's imagination."

"Isn't it! I heard that Gong Qianyue separated from the royal family when she was very young. She has been living very hard for these years. Now she is really going to fly to the branches and become a phoenix..."

Hearing these remarks, Mu Wan's eyes flashed.

The makeup artist did not expect that she blinked suddenly, and the mascara almost poked her eyes, "Ah! Sister Mu, I'm sorry!"

"It's okay." Mu Wanqing took the mirror and took a picture.

Fortunately, the makeup artist's hands shrank quickly and didn't get the mascara into the eyes, and it was nothing serious.

The makeup artist followed Mu Wanqing all the way, helping her make up and touch-ups in the crew of "Huang Qing Tian Xia". Naturally, she knew that she had a bad relationship with Gong Qianyue...

So, she couldn't help but gossiping, "Sister Mu, you have a grudge with Gong Qianyue, don't you worry that the royal family will trouble you?"

"She can try." Mu Wanqing said lightly, "If she really does this, I'm afraid she will ask for trouble."

The makeup artist blinked his eyes, a little blindfolded.

Although Mu Wanqing has the Ancheng Emperor less backing, after all, the royal family is still somewhat special and not so easy to deal with...

Hey, forget it, she's not too nosy when the gods fight.

The makeup artist stopped gossiping with Mu Wanqing, put on makeup carefully, and then helped Mu Wanqing change into costumes.

"Sister Mu, it's all right."

"Okay, thank you." Mu Wanqing nodded lightly, stood in front of the mirror and sorted out his ancient costumes, then left the makeshift inner shed and returned to the shooting location.

In the morning there was Gong Lichuan's part, so he didn't take off his costume, and he could start shooting after he had put on his makeup.

"What's the matter with this waist?"

Gong Lichuan watched Mu Wanqin rubbing his waist and couldn't help but gossiping meaningfully, "Excessive indulgence again last night?"