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Chapter 490 Why do I feel like Brother Zhan doesn¡¯t like me very much?

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    The day after the opening ceremony, the official shooting began.

    Qin Nuan put on a light green male version of the ancient costume, her hair was straightened by the makeup artist and tied into a neat ponytail, and she stood in front of everyone holding a dagger. She really looked like a heroine who was not shy of her husband.

    Song Zhan was wearing a silver armor, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, a stern face, and his whole body exuded masculinity.

    Qin Nuan was sitting lazily on the lounge chair. When she saw Song Zhan coming out of the dressing room, her eyes lit up. Song Zhan's look was so handsome, it made people's blood boil.

    Song Zhan walked up to Qin Nuan, raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile, "Why are you staring at me?"

    Qin Nuan coughed twice and replied: "Why not."

    "Come on, open your mouth." Song Zhan took out a tissue and squatted down in front of Qin Nuan.

    Qin Nuan frowned in confusion, "What are you doing?"

    Song Zhan took a tissue, raised his hand and wiped the corners of Qin Nuan's mouth, and said with a smile, "I'll wipe your saliva for you."

    Hearing this, Qin Nuan shyly pushed Song Zhan's hand away and argued, "I'm not drooling!"

    "Yeah?"

    Song Zhan raised his delicate eyebrows, his tone was full of teasing and teasing, but his expression was calm and upright, "Sister Nuan, the way you stared at me just now made me quite scared. I thought you were going to eat it."  Got me"

    As he spoke, Song Zhan also deliberately emphasized the word "eat me".

    Pretty scared?

    Qin Nuan couldn't help but twitch the corner of her mouth.  She actually felt that Song Zhan today had eight big characters written all over his body: "Come on me! Don't feel bad for me!".

    While the two people were talking, a strange voice suddenly sounded behind them.

    "As expected of General Murong, he looks like a man of iron bones at first glance."

    Hearing this, Song Zhan turned around and looked at the source of the sound, only to see Wen Yihui holding a jade fan and wearing a white robe, walking slowly towards him, looking at him with a (false) smile on his face.

    Song Zhan stood up and ignored Wen Yihui.

    When he saw this pale, skinny, frail man (crossed out) he was so ugly that his eyes hurt.

    Wen Yihui didn't mind at all that Song Zhan didn't pay attention to him. Instead, he ignored his dark and smelly face and walked to Qin Nuan's side.

    He pulled Qin Nuan¡¯s sleeve, shook it, and said cautiously: ¡°Sister Nuan Nuan, why do I feel that Brother Zhan doesn¡¯t like me very much?¡±

    After saying that, Wen Yihui shrank his neck, as if he didn't dare to look at Song Zhan.

    "You are quite self-aware." Song Zhan sneered. If his eyes could be used as knives, he would have stabbed Wen Yihui full of holes at this moment.

    Qin Nuan looked at Wen Yihui's pitiful appearance squatting beside him, sighed helplessly, raised his eyes to look at Song Zhan, smiled and held his hand, "Okay! The kids are here, don't scare them.  Got it!"

    kid?

    Don¡¯t scare people?

    Song Zhan was so angry at Wen Yihui that when he saw Qin Nuan's little hand on his wrist, his face softened inexplicably and he turned off the fire.

    He smiled and rubbed the little girl's soft and boneless fingers, and said warmly: "Okay, I will listen to you."

    After saying that, he coughed deliberately, straightened his chest, raised his arms slightly, showed off his strong figure, and glanced at Wen Yihui.

    "After all, not every man is as strong-blooded as me. For example, some weak and thin children are less courageous. I can't scare them."

    Wen Yihui looked at the intertwined hands of Qin Nuan and Song Zhan, and tightened the fingers on the fan bone. The fingertips were turning white because of too much force.

    Sister Qin Nuan should be his alone!

    Wen Yihui looked at Qin Nuan with a smile, "Sister Nuan Nuan, I'm going to memorize the script first."

    After saying that, he turned around and walked towards his rest tent with a gloomy face.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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