"Xiao Ming, as long as you do what I told you, I promise that you will be able to complete the shooting in just three days, leave here and return to your warm little room."

From the beginning, Wan Qi did not intend to communicate with Xiao Ming as a normal three-year-old boy. The role of Ming Jing is so difficult. His actors in and outside the play must always regard themselves as Ming Jing, unless they can easily emerge from the acting state like Wan Qi.

Obviously, this young master who was involved in filming for the first time did not have this ability.

Xiao Ming raised his pretty face and looked disdainful: "Why should I believe you?"

Wan Qi smiled slightly, his eyes resembling the moon, signaling to the busy crew members not far away.

"None of them thinks you can perfectly perform the role of Mingjing. I asked me to come and give you some plays, but it's just a formality. I am the only one who believes in you, so why do you think I believe in you?"

She believes in the young master, so should the young master believe in her?

This is not a sufficient condition. Jay looked at Xiao Ming and the young master was indeed hit by these light words of excitement. Even if his expression was not shown, Jay could see that the young master was fighting. In addition, the other party just hit him with the idea of ​​going home early.

It seems that the young master has planned to work hard.

Jay withdrew his gaze. It would be fine if the eldest young master's younger brother could be a proud little brat who was arrogant.

Wan Qi looked at the changes of the two people calmly, but still had a gentle smile on his face, then looked at Jay politely and said, "Then please leave for a while, let Xiao Ming and I stay alone for a while, and no one can disturb others when talking about the show."

Jay nodded, then slowly fell into the darkness, and the man had already walked away.

Wan Qi took out the script he brought from the side, but was not in a hurry to talk about the show. Instead, he took out a small bottle of transparent glass, filled with green liquid.

Wan Qi unscrew the lid, pour out a little and press it on his fingertips, then take Xiao Ming's arm and apply it to the lump.

Xiao Ming struggled suddenly, his whole body arched one by one, looking alert: "What are you going to do?"

Wan Qi had no intention of talking to him slowly, using his body to block Jay's view in secret. Then he pulled the child over and pressed him firmly on his leg with his right hand. The child was still moving. Wan Qi frowned impatiently and slapped Xiao Ming's butt.

The child was stunned for a moment, then his face turned red, and he was as if he was deflated.

At this time, Wan Qi's voice came from above his head: "You don't want your bodyguard to see such a shame, right? Then be at ease."

Xiao Ming's body became stiff and his two rows of teeth were biting tightly. He was not afraid that Jay would see it, but that his brother would know it.

This is not to surrender, but to bend and stretch!

Xiao Ming buried his face tightly, but after a while, he felt a coolness penetrated his skin. The itching sensation caused by the bumps seemed to slowly fade away as the liquid evaporates.

Xiao Ming turned his head and pointed at the little bottle in Wan Qi's palm and asked, "What the hell is this?"

Wan Qi smiled. She knew that there were many mosquitoes on the mountain, so when she got off the car, she took a bottle of potion to treat mosquito bites and took it with her. This thing was naturally ordinary to them. But Xiao Ming, a big-grand master, found it strange, but it was also true that Xiao Ming was always pampered and would not be bitten by mosquitoes at all. How could he use these potions?

"This is a potion to relieve itching." Wan Qi slowly applied all the bumps to him, then stuffed the bottle into his hand and said, "Please take it, apply it if it is itchy."

Xiao Ming looked at her hesitantly. It turned out that this was just a potion to relieve itching. But would this person be so kind? He struggled out of Wan Qi's arms, and then looked at the red and swollen bumps on his little arms, looking quite pitiful.

Seeing this, Wan Qi looked at him disgustedly.

Xiao Ming noticed her eyes and froze suddenly. He shouldn't have thought she was kind-hearted just now.

Hum, really, this young master doesn’t need her to meddle in other people’s business! Hum!

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It's time for the little cuties to have a holiday again.

Xiao Ming: "What is this?"

Wan Qi: "Sixgold, haven't you heard of it?"

Six Gods┑(￣Д￣)┍

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint it!
Chapter completed!