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Noticing his gaze, Yang San tilted his head and asked, "What's wrong?"
Xu Chunshen thought it over and said, "Sprouts sprouted on your head."
Hearing this, Yang San touched his head with his hand - no, he didn't find any buds.
From Xu Chunshen's point of view, Yang San's hand went straight through the tender green bud, as if piercing through the air, and the small bud even bent slightly, touching Yang San's finger lightly, as if giving She is an average kiss.
Yang San touched it for a while, and he was quite sure that there were no buds on his head. But she didn't think Xu Chunshen was the kind of person who would fabricate lies and make jokes at will
She frowned slightly, that is, that thing, without entity?
Yang San took out a demon mirror from the mustard seed. As a monster, if you use the demon mirror, you will see the original. However, in the smooth mirror, Yang San only saw her own appearance.
?From the time he remembered, Yang San didn't know his prototype, and he couldn't change back to his prototype.
She once asked her master Zhen Yuanzi what her prototype was.
At that time, Zhen Yuanzi stroked his beard, and said to her earnestly: "Three, because your prototype is so ugly, you fainted from fright. I have to ask Lingbao Tianzun to help seal it, saving you money." You have a nightmare every time you change back to your original form."
Of course, Yang San would not believe a word of this. The master must have held a grudge against her for stealing his precious ginseng fruit, so he maliciously slandered her.
Finding that she was unconsciously distracted, thinking of the past, Yang San couldn't help feeling a little nostalgic¡ªalthough the master sometimes deserved a beating, but she was able to live smoothly until now, and she did receive a lot of protection from him.
While nostalgic, he gritted his teeth.
Didn't she just joke that she would have a ginseng fruit feast with ginseng fruit? He didn't contact her until now, so she couldn't go back home.
Stop it! Can't think about it anymore!
Yang San came back to his senses, put back the demon mirror, stroked his chin, and stared at Xu Chunshen.
"What's wrong?"
Yang San said: "I can't see what's on my head when I look in the mirror, so"
"so?"
"So of course it's your eyes." Yang San said with a straight face,
In the next second, Xu Chunsheng was directly pushed down on the sofa by her, and Yang San's hand was pressed on his shoulder, forming a posture of her going up and down Xu Chunsheng.
Xu Chunshen felt a little helpless, "Don't make trouble."
Yang San said in a coaxing tone: "Be patient, I will let you go after I finish the inspection."
Judging from her age, she has nothing wrong with treating Xu Chunshen like a child.
Xu Chunshen can only be thankful that it was in a dream. If he was in reality and let others see him being pushed down by a little girl, his reputation would be gone forever.
Yang San's face was very close to him, so close that the eyelashes on her face could be counted. He subconsciously wanted to turn his head, but Yang San hummed in dissatisfaction, "Wait! I haven't finished checking yet."
He had to meet her eyes and stared at her without reservation.
Her facial features are elegant and beautiful, and when combined together, they become a most pleasing scenery. But what is impressive is her eyes, green and clear, at first glance it is the West Lake in spring, sparkling with microwaves. Looking closely, it turned out to be a cold lake in winter, glowing with icy blue. It's just that the looming coldness is softened by the crescent-shaped eyes.
I don't know how long it took, Yang San let go of his hand, frowning in distress, "I still can't see it."
It's really strange.
It was the first time for Yang San to encounter such a strange thing, and she had always been brooding about the bud Xu Chunshen said. First of all, she had to make sure whether only Xu Chunshen could see this in his dream, or everyone could see it.
Yang San's heart skipped a beat, and he left Xu Chunshen's dream directly.
Xu Chunshen lowered his eyes and narrowed his eyes - a person who can freely enter and exit his dreams, he should have a vigilant attitude. But facing Yang San, he never had similar worries. Is it because the other party is too open, or because of the inexplicable trust in her?
Maybe after he goes back, he should go to the old Taoist priest again
Yang San chose to enter Xiao Jin's dream.
In Xiaojin's dream, there is a big river and sea, with steep cliffs on both sides, and the river roars down like boiling water. Yang San saw the narrow dragon gate at a glance, and Xiao Jin who was struggling to jump over there.
Fish jumping over the dragon's gate.
Unexpectedly, Xiao Jin also had such a dream.?? so early. "
He took a closer look at them, "Both of you don't have makeup on? Do you want to put it on? At least put on sunscreen, the weather is still very sunny. We don't record shows 24 hours a day, for sure You need to rest time."
Fortunately, the skin condition of these two people is good enough, and they look radiant without makeup. As a star, the image you show to the outside world is very important.
In fact, Yang San doesn't have the habit of putting on makeup, and usually likes to have a plain face. But anyway, she often messes around with the world, knowing that the director said this out of good intentions, she did not refuse, "Thank you, Director Zhu."
The location of the make-up is located on the boat, which also saves the time for the program crew to build a temporary house. When Yang San boarded the boat, Fang Tongyue had already put on her makeup and changed into new clothes. She seemed to be in a good mood today, seeing Yang San greeted her with a cordial attitude.
"Good morning."
Yang San glanced at her lightly, without disgust or liking, as if she was just a stone on the side of the road, never taken into consideration by her, and was a dispensable existence.
However, such an attitude ignited Fang Tongyue's heart again¡ªwhy did she look down on her? Just because he successfully hugged Xu Dashen's thigh?
She remembered the previous plan, and then reluctantly suppressed her anger, and let out a short laugh
Yang San can naturally see Fang Tongyue's weirdness. She can't understand this person a little bit. If she uses this tenacious perseverance in her career, she will not be successful.
Yang San didn't pay much attention to Fang Tongyue. The opponent she had identified before was at Kong Xuan's level anyway, and Fang Tongyue was not up to the mark.
She walked briskly to the dressing room. There are two dressing rooms, one for men and one for female stars.
After seeing her, the two makeup artists who were chatting inside stood up and asked earnestly, "What makeup look do you want?"
Yang San said lightly: "Light makeup is fine."
A girl wearing a beige off-the-shoulder skirt asked, "What brand do you usually use?"
Yang San glanced over and saw that they were all cosmetics she was not familiar with. The one she was using at present was something that the landlord Wan Yunfei couldn't understand, so she dragged her to the mall to buy it.
"casual."
Another oval face makeup artist picked up a bottle, "Then use this poem, it's suitable for a girl your age."
After she finished speaking, she unscrewed the cosmetics directly, with a bit of can't wait.
Yang San smelled a very faint scent of hyacinths¡ªeven though it was very faint, it still couldn't escape her sense of smell.
She remembered that the pollen of the hyacinth seemed to cause allergies? (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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