After dressing as a villain, I really did a fake scene with the actor

Chapter 37

"That's right, it was originally a man and a woman, so there are only wedding dresses and suits, so I can only wrong you."

Jing Yiyuan was even more unconvinced after hearing the explanation.

"Then why can't Fei Wen wear a wedding dress?"

Xiao He seemed a little shocked, and laughed again after a second or two.

"Mr. Jing Yiyuan, look at Mr. Fei's figure. The suit is a bit small for him. If you let him squeeze into the wedding dress, it won't stretch it?"

Jing Yiyuan glanced at Fei Wen, as if it was true.

But he is still not willing to wear a wedding dress, isn't this a master of women's clothing?

Taking a look at the clothes bags around, they were almost divided into two categories, and Jing Yiyuan gave up.

Who told him to do it for money.

Holding the wedding dress given by Xiao He, Jing Yiyuan walked into the temporary changing room set up in an old house like a pawn shop.

I thought wearing a wedding dress was a very simple matter, but I didn't expect Jing Yiyuan to experience it first-hand, and then I realized how difficult it is.

There is also a pannier inside this wedding dress, not to mention the dead weight, and there is a zipper at the back.

It is very difficult to wear alone.

After finally matching the bra that came with the wedding dress, I didn't expect that my hands were too short and the zipper behind me couldn't be fastened.

In the end, there was really no other way, so Jing Yiyuan had to ask for help.

"Is there someone to help me zip down, my hands are too short."

After speaking, the curtain was pulled open.

Jing Yiyuan turned his back to the entrance, and didn't see who it was.

Only feeling that the other party gently pulled the zipper up and did not leave, Jing Yiyuan thought something was wrong.

"what happened?"

"So lovely."

The familiar voice pierced into Jing Yiyuan's ears, Jing Yiyuan's movements paused for a while and then returned to normal.

"What does it look like? It's so embarrassing."

The breath behind him moved a little closer, and his hand also followed Jing Yiyuan's back waist and landed on the lower abdomen of the front waist.

"It's really beautiful, the most beautiful bride I've ever seen."

Jing Yiyuan couldn't stand Fei Wen's nasty words, so she turned around and wanted to leave.

Unexpectedly, Fei Wen behind him was very close, and there was only a distance of about a fist between them.

Fei Wen's breathing began to increase, and a strange atmosphere that only belonged to Jing Yiyuan and Fei Wen began to spread in the small and closed space.

Many people outside the changing room were chatting, but Jing Yiyuan gradually lost his hearing.

Fei Wen leaned forward again, almost in front of Jing Yiyuan's face.

"What should I do my wife, I really want to kiss you."

Fei Wen really acted coquettishly and asked for money, this was the second time today.

Jing Yiyuan wondered if he had met the fake Fei Wen, how could he be unscrupulous after making his mind clear, lost any principle of doing things, and could surprise people in everything he did.

"Who is your wife?"

Jing Yiyuan's position was not firm, but she still gritted her teeth.

"You're already wearing a wedding dress, aren't you my wife?"

"Whoever wears the wedding dress with you is your wife?"

Jing Yiyuan tried to open the curtain with his hand, but Fei Wen blocked it.

"What are you doing? Not going out?"

It was said that it was over, but Fei Wen still did not give way.

"Kiss me once, and I'll move away."

Fei Wen is the one who is brazen and acts like a spoiled child.

Jing Yiyuan couldn't help but want to roll her eyes: "You still want to be bitten by me?"

Jing Yiyuan tiptoed slightly, waiting for an answer.

"No, but if you're happy, you can, so shouldn't you practice it?"

Every word Fei Wen said seemed to fall on Jing Yiyuan's heart, and it drove his heart to beat.

"Practice what is..."

"You don't have to practice, but you can't go out, do you think they will think what we are doing?"

After Fei Wen finished speaking, Xiao He outside asked, "Are you ready? What are you doing? Why haven't you come out yet?"

Jing Yiyuan couldn't help but start to get nervous.

There is only one curtain at the entrance and exit, and all of them are blocked by Fei Wen, there is no other place to go.

The urging voices outside became louder and louder, and Jing Yiyuan's hand squeezed a little tighter.

Then he let go, reached out and grabbed Fei Wen's tie and pulled it, his lips lightly fell on his cheek.

In the end, she let go coolly: "My dear, let me go out."

How to put it, Jing Yiyuan is also an old fritter who has been with Fei Wen for such a long time. Although the trick of exploiting loopholes is only learned today, it is enough.

Jing Yiyuan looked at Fei Wenxiao in front of her, her heart was beating like a carbonated drink, and the speed was unknown.

In the end, the other party gave way.

Jing Yiyuan's face turned red a degree, not knowing whether it was because the air in the changing room was too stagnant or something else.

"Wow, it suits you so well, Mr. Jing."

Holding the wig, Xiao He looked at Jing Yiyuan for a while.

Countless pairs of eyes scanned Jing Yiyuan's body, and the shamed Jing Yiyuan wanted to get back into the changing room.

Without saying a word, he silently asked Xiao He to put on a wig for himself, and finally he mustered up the courage to look in the mirror.

Jing Yiyuan in the mirror is like a different person.

Although she still looks a bit masculine, she is quite beautiful among men.

At least without carefully looking at the specific outline of the face, no one would think that this is a man.

But if you really stand in front of Jing Yiyuan and watch him all day long, you will still feel that he is a man, after all, the height and proportions are there.

But if Jing Yiyuan and Fei Wen, who was a little taller than him, stood together, it would not be awkward, and it would be more than a little bit harmonious.

Jing Yiyuan only prayed that this promotional video would not be popular if it was shot, and she must not show herself in women's clothing, even though she might not be able to recognize it, it would be too shameful.

You can see how responsive you are.

"Okay, let's take a group of prayers at the foot of this mountain first. It just so happens that you didn't make any prayers. You can play whatever you want, and the cameraman can just take pictures."

Xiao He made it clear that Jing Yiyuan gradually got used to his current state and regarded himself as another person.

"Xiaoyuan?"

Holding some red ribbons in his hand, Fei Wen looked at Jing Yiyuan with a smile.

Jing Yiyuan looked at Fei Wen who was not far away from her, a sense of security slowly surged up in her heart, and she also walked to his side.

The hem of the wedding dress behind her was tidied up, and she began to take pictures.

"How many do you want to write?"

Fei Wen asked.

Jing Yiyuan hesitated for a while: "One red and one white."

"White?" Fei Wen seemed surprised, but he didn't stop, and still handed the white ribbon to Jing Yiyuan.

Jing Yiyuan took the ribbon in his hand and grabbed a pen casually.

"The red ones are for parents, and the white ones are for Jing Yiyuan in the past."

Jing Yiyuan didn't lower her voice, and the people around her weren't surprised either.

This is a pun, and there is nothing to cover up.

The superficial meaning is for outsiders to hear, but the real meaning can only be understood by Fei Wen.

"Don't write for yourself?"

Fei Wen stopped what he was doing, waiting for an answer.

Jing Yiyuan didn't raise her hand, still writing on the ribbon in her hand.

"No, I don't seem to have any special wishes."

In fact, there were some before. He wanted to go back, but later he took it lightly. It seemed that there was nothing special to do when he went back.

Now that my career is on the rise, I have parents who love me, and it seems that there are still people who like me. What special wishes do you have?

Fei Wen didn't ask any more questions, but just drew another red ribbon.

"Come on, go tie the ribbon."

With a ribbon in her hand, Jing Yiyuan turned her head and smiled at Fei Wen. Her skirt was too long to walk, but she still smiled happily.

Originally, Jing Yiyuan wanted Fei Wen to put it on by the way, but finally gave up.

It always feels like it doesn't make any sense.

This "wedding farce" is finally over.

When I got the key, it was already twelve o'clock, and Jing Yiyuan's hungry soul was almost gone.

"What's for lunch?"

Jing Yiyuan followed Fei Wen with her tired body.

Fei Wen's pace slowed down a bit: "Aunt Tian said that there are ingredients in the house, let us watch and cook by ourselves."

"it is good."

The old-fashioned stove is far from being very good at using it, and it takes a lot of effort to light a fire.

Fortunately, with Fei Wen, everything was easily solved.

After working till a little bit, I finally had a meal.

"Wow, Actor Fei is awesome, the radish tastes really good."

The camera brother was hungry all morning, and his appetite was larger than that of Jing Yiyuan. Jing Yiyuan only ate a little more than one bowl, but the camera brother ate a full three bowls.

Fei Wen only had two bowls, probably because he is used to not eating much as an artist, so his stomach capacity is not big.

The sun was rising, and after eating, Jing Yiyuan felt sleepy again under the warm sun.

Fei Wen was carefully looking at the house they were going to live in tonight.

In the end it was found that there was no place to take a shower.

"Xiaoyuan, have you seen the bathroom?"

Jing Yiyuan recalled it in a daze, as if she really didn't see it.

"Didn't see it, isn't it inside?"

"Not inside."

"Ah? It's fine if you don't have one, just for one night."

Jing Yiyuan didn't have the time to reply, so she said something to dismiss her, and then lay back on the table, ready to sleep for a while.

Fei Wen came out of the room, and was about to say something, but saw that Jing Yiyuan seemed to be asleep, and swallowed back the original words.

Started to call Jing Yiyuan softly: "Xiaoyuan, Xiaoyuan, sleep inside, you will catch cold here."

In the end, after shouting several times to no avail, Fei Wen went straight to work, scooped up Jing Yiyuan from the table, and carried him into the room.

After finishing work with the Tians and his wife in the afternoon, Jing Yiyuan was sweating all over, and only then remembered the issue of taking a bath.

Now Jing Yi is far from saying that Fei Wen despises him, even he despises him to death.

But after searching around and failing to find a bathroom, Jing Yiyuan sat next to the camera brother.

"Brother, how do you take a shower?"

"Bath? Ah, what are you talking about, if you take a shower, go to the public bathroom."

The big cameraman said it calmly.

"Ah? Public bathroom?" Jing Yiyuan couldn't even close his jaw.

He didn't know how long he hadn't seen the operation of a public bathroom.

"No, go to the public bathroom, there won't be many people?"

Jing Yiyuan, who had never been to a public bathroom before, began to feel uncomfortable, and felt uncomfortable just thinking about it.

"No, most people in the village have bathrooms, but you were unlucky, and you got the farmhouse of the Tian couple without a bathroom."

"But there are only you and Fei Wen in the public bathroom, so there's nothing to do."

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