"Dad, do you want to eat fruit?"

On the set, after the morning filming and after eating the crew’s lunch box, the little girl who played An An was hanging out on the crew with a large plate of fruit and asked if anyone wanted to eat fruit.

From afar, Wang Qing looked at the child who was less than six years old with a loving look on his face, imagining whether Zhang Zifeng was wandering on the set like this before.

As a result, the little girl came to him and called him dad, which made him stunned.

"An An, I'm not filming now, so don't call me dad, call me brother." Wang Qing lowered his head with a wry smile, looked at the little girl, reached out to take her and handed her a small bunch of green grapes.

The little guy stared at Wang Qing for a long time before he spoke again, "But my mother said, I have to call my uncle a man over forty years old."

"...An An, I'm only twenty-two." Wang Qing's face froze.

"Well...but it doesn't look like it." The little guy replied naively again.

This big stubble, this beer belly, and this greasy skin condition are not similar to the handsome big brothers she has ever seen.

Then, before Wang Qing could take off the makeup on his face and prove how handsome she was, the little girl's mother rushed over and apologized while pulling the person away.

The attack was very fast and he didn't give Wang Qing a chance to stop him.

"I...I..."

Wang Qing opened his mouth, and his arms stretched out stopped in the air. Looking at their left behind, he finally had no choice but to let go.

Indeed, it is not easy for him to play the role of Li Weijie as an ordinary middle-aged uncle with his handsome face.

The helpless makeup artist could only try his best to ugliness him, make him ugly, and create a sloppy and greasy image. So in the eyes of others, he is indeed an uncle or an uncle of a considerable age.

Forget it, mature men don’t care about age and appearance.

Wang Qing thought so, while eating grapes, he sat on the chair again, crossing his legs, and swaying his slippers on his feet.

Think about it, I already have such a cute girlfriend, and I may get married and have children in a while. Those who care about appearance and want to attract attention from different surnames are things that only single dogs without partners will do.

"Uh...who are you?"

But at this moment, a familiar voice sounded in his ears with hesitation, "...You can't be Wang Qing, are you?"

With just a sound, Wang Qing's movement of shaking his legs suddenly stopped.

He immediately searched for who the owner of the voice corresponding to the sound was. In an instant, he stood up and raised his feet and started running wildly, rushing towards the dressing room.

How could it be, how could she be here! It's impossible at this point in time!

Oh yes, when we met for the last time, she said she was going to visit the set. Damn it. Didn’t you say that you should contact me first before coming!

How could she come over secretly and see me like this?

But before Wang Qing could successfully rush into the dressing room, the owner of the voice behind him had already caught up quickly, "Wang Qing, stop for me! Why did you become such a ghost!"

"Illusion, all you see are hallucinations!" Wang Qing ran and explained loudly to the people behind him, rushing into the dressing room in a hurry.

At his speed, Zhang Zifeng couldn't catch up with him at all.

Bang bang bang bang.

"Open the door!"

Zhang Zifeng, who came to the crew of the murder crew to visit the set secretly, stood outside the door and slapped the door hard, "I advise you to open the door within one minute, otherwise I will post the photos I just took secretly to the scarf!"

"You...you're taking photos secretly?! I'll take some makeup off later, don't worry!" Wang Qing tried hard to apply makeup remover to his face, and grabbed his hair again, pulling off the wig on his head.

Never appear in front of her in the real world with her current image. Wang Qing is trying to maintain the last bit of stubbornness as her boyfriend.

There was only a bang, and Zhang Zifeng seemed to lean his whole body against the door and wait for him, and he was talking to him with a smile on the door, "What makeup should you take off? Don't you still have to film in the afternoon? Then, I will still see your sloppy look."

"I didn't expect that you are such a person. I pretended to be all the elegance and temperament you used to be in front of me!"

Hearing her words, Wang Qing stopped her hand holding the makeup remover, but soon started to wipe it again, "It's all for filming! And! Go back to the hotel in the afternoon to wait for me."

"Why did I go back to the hotel to wait for you? I said I was coming to visit the set, just to see if your acting skills have declined compared to before." Zhang Zifeng continued to smile, without any intention to hold back his smile and give his boyfriend a little face.

"Come out quickly, I don't dislike you."

"If you don't dislike me, I will dislike her." Wang Qing ignored her and carefully cleaned up the foundation, stubble and other things on her face. Then he opened the door of the dressing room with a refreshing look on his face.

Open the door with a snap.

Zhang Zifeng, who was leaning against the door panel outside, didn't react at all, so he fell to him.

It was very timely, Wang Qing stretched out his hand to hug her, not letting her fall down.

"You...you scared me to death!"

Zhang Zifeng was stunned for a long time before he came to his senses, stretched out his hand and pinched his face hard.

Now he was half-squatting, the height was just right for her hands to catch his face.

"Get up quickly and get up quickly and go out to talk. There was such a big move just now." Wang Qing pulled her hands from her face and helped her stand.

Suddenly, he shook his head with a pity, "I haven't seen you for so long, but I haven't grown up."

"...What do you mean?"

After standing firmly, Zhang Zifeng, who wanted to turn back and laugh at Wang Qing, was seized by the opportunity. He didn't say anything about mocking him, but instead stared at him angrily, "I haven't grown up yet! I've grown a lot!"

"Actually...I don't care so much about height."

Wang Qing put his hand on her shoulder and half hugged her to walk outside the dressing room. "The main reason is that I am worried that my child will not have food in the future. Compared to the cow, I still..."

"Okay, you need to say nothing."

Zhang Zifeng had a dark face and hit Wang Qing's stomach with one elbow.

But as soon as her elbow touched Wang Qing's stomach, she was stunned for a moment, turned her head strangely and looked at the place of his stomach, and tried to press it with her elbow.

"Why... why did you suddenly become so soft?" Zhang Zifeng raised his head in confusion and asked, "I used to touch your stomach, but it was hard and full of abdominal muscles."

"etc!"

As she said that, she observed again. When she saw Wang Qing's clothes supported his round belly as she walked, she widened her eyes, "You asked me to exercise hard every day to maintain my figure, but you have made this thing yourself now? You even have beer belly!"
Chapter completed!