NIP Chapter 289 The actor's young lady 14
Chapter 289 The actor's young lady 14
Chapter 289 The actor's young lady 14
"Ugh……"
Brother Chen only felt that he had more gray hair in recent years.
What else can he say.
He didn't want to say anything...
He just wants to be quiet.
"Brother Chen, can you see if my hair is messy?" Mousse held a small folding mirror in his hand and looked left and right at his face, flicking his hair from time to time.
Ever since Mousse cried that day, she seemed to have thought about it too.
It's just that this idea may be a little biased...
Mousse felt that Gu Wenchun didn't like him because he wasn't good enough.
Mousse seems to have selectively forgotten that he chose to leave the other party.
Mousse has been very motivated in the past two years. Hearing that Gu Wenchun is developing abroad, he also wants to go abroad.
Although Mousse's beauty knows no borders, she also has a certain fan base abroad.
But it only has a certain fan base.
After all, it is different from domestic.
Their connections abroad are not that deep, at least not as good as Shen Yang's.
So in the past two years, he watched Mouss work hard again and work hard little by little.
See also Gu Wenchun, with Shen Yang's help, jumping up like a rocket.
Brother Chen was once worried.
I was worried that Mousse would not be able to bear this gap, this kind of blow.
But what he didn't expect was that Mousse was very calm and even worked harder, just to be able to reach the summit with Gu Wenchun.
It's just that from Brother Chen's cold eyes, this is simply impossible.
Mousse can't seem to see...
Brother Chen feels that Mousse's current state is not right, but he is also afraid that if he presents this cruel reality in front of Mousse, the other party will feel uncomfortable.
Therefore, I have been carefully serving and comforting...
"It's okay, our Mousse is the most handsome!" Brother Chen coaxed.
Mousse was very satisfied after hearing that.
He let his hair down today and has a few strands with highlights.
With Mousse's obedient expression, she looks so cute that she wants to be rubbed.
"Then she should like it. She likes my obedient appearance the most." Mousse smiled contentedly.
Brother Chen didn't know what expression to make, but he felt that after the award presentation this time, he must take Mousse to see a psychiatrist.
The other party's current state is not right...
Brother Chen turned his gaze to the other side and saw the staff's sign.
Turning her head to Mousse, she said, "Get ready, the car will drive over in a while, and it will be your turn."
After Mousse heard it, his whole state suddenly changed, as if he had changed into a different person.
From the original cautious and fragile look, he became radiant.
Very attractive.
Like a black hole, it attracts everyone's attention.
Just sit there and do nothing.
It is already the most dazzling one.
Finally it's his turn...
Mousse thought so.
The car door opened, and a long leg stepped forward first.
Then a slender man appeared.
Mousse's height is 1.9 meters, even in this foreign country, he is not considered short.
Coupled with a mysterious oriental face, it is particularly conspicuous.
Moose stepped out of the car door.
Brother Chen watched from inside the car, feeling a little excited in his heart.
Even for such a long time, Mousse's condition didn't feel normal.
However, it has to be said that Mousse has never lost the chain in such a show-stopping matter.
Mousse narrowed his eyes slightly, and the hair on his forehead hung down on his eyes with a slightly messy feeling.
The chin is slightly raised, very cold.
A black suit showed Mousse's lean figure to the fullest, like a young cheetah.
Fascinating and dangerous.
The chin was raised slightly, and then he reached out and combed the hair on the forehead back wildly.
This simple action made countless reporters at the scene smell the smell of hormones.
At the same time, he kept pressing the shutter in his hand.
Flashbulbs flashed.
But even such a flash of enthusiasm could not hold back the young oriental beauty on the red carpet.
Mousse didn't drag his feet, and left with his long legs.
Some stunned reporters at the scene who were shocked by Mousse's beauty couldn't even take a picture of Mousse's face, and could only press the shutter frantically at Mousse's back.
Brother Chen smiled with satisfaction in the car.
Mousse is a born king, he was born to live under the spotlight.
Domestic melon-eating people are frantically licking their faces.
Immediately, they forgot the stimulation Wen Chun brought to them.
He only cares about licking his face wholeheartedly, and doesn't care about others at all.
Mousse didn't know about these things on the Internet, but he knew it.
He didn't care at all either.
All he could see now was the woman who was already sitting inside.
If it wasn't for his sanity, he would have trotted over long ago.
At this time, running is impossible, but brisk walking is still possible.
The frequency of alternation of long legs accelerated, and she unexpectedly met the last female star who walked on the red carpet at the end of the red carpet.
The female star was called Martha, and she looked at the young man beside her in surprise, her red lips were rounded, and her eyes were wide open.
Exaggeratedly: "Oh, my God! You are so fast? Don't you enjoy the moment of screaming on the red carpet more?"
Mousse heard someone talking beside him, slowed down his pace, and replied politely: "No, ma'am."
Martha smiled ambiguously, obviously she misunderstood something.
"Oh, young man, did you come after me on purpose?"
Mousse was taken aback for a moment, and then he saw Martha looking him up and down.
And focused on his lower body, lingering ambiguously.
He even stuck out his red tongue, licked his lower lips, and cast a flirtatious look at Mousse.
Mousse looked very indifferent, and even raised a smile on the corner of his lips.
This smile is a little strange, with a bit of seductive taste.
"My dear Martha, you are charming, but I'm afraid my itinerary will not permit me to."
This sentence was rejected in Martha's ears.
Martha's face froze, but she still said generously: "Then you don't mind if I go in with you."
At this time, the two had reached the end of the red carpet, and the front was where the awards were presented.
Mousse's dark eyes flickered slightly, he lowered his head and saluted slightly: "It's my honor."
Martha smiled and took Mousse's arm.
Mousse had a decent smile on her face.
Long eyelashes hang down, covering the inner thoughts.
Martha's status abroad is higher than his...
And he wants to use everything at his disposal to climb up...
After the two entered, they were guided to their seats by the waiter who greeted them.
The first thing Mousse did when he sat down was to check the distance to Wen Chun.
Unfortunately this time, the distance from the other party is a bit far away...
This is also because the status of the two is still somewhat different.
He greedily looked in Wen Chun's direction.
It's been too long, too long, he hasn't seen the real and lively Wen Chun...
(End of this chapter)