Chapter 390 The Movie Queen’s Wife Plays with Her Heartbeat 8

The system's hysterical voice reached An Qingge's heart very clearly!

Different from the arrogant and arrogant tone before, this statement clearly made me angry!

An Qingge was extremely helpless. It seemed that what she had thought before...

No...it's...that's correct...

It seems... all that can be confirmed is...

This time, the hero Qiao Anmu lost his memory!

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Turning around, I suddenly found An Qingge in a daze where my thoughts had been lost.

Qiao Anmu felt a little familiar. There seemed to be a girl who liked to be in front of him... in a daze!

that person?

Is it An Qingge?

But An Qingge's reaction just now was like she didn't even know him before!

Neither the movements nor the emotions are staged...

It looks natural.

An Qingge, who was pulled back to her senses, smiled shyly: "Sorry..."

Before she could finish speaking, Qiao Anmu suddenly spoke, as if recalling something: "I used to know a person who was very similar to you. He was always in a daze without any warning!"

An Qingge's eyes widened involuntarily, and she asked in surprise: "Really?"

"It's just that I can't remember who she is!" Qiao Anmu turned around and appeared in front of the camera, pretending to be relaxed, "Didn't you say you wanted to take pictures?"

An Qingge nodded quickly: "Yeah, okay!"

The two of them got along very smoothly while taking photos...

Although Qiao Anmu's costumes and props don't seem to match An Qingge's...

But the effect shown in the photos is indeed amazing. Even the cameraman kept praising them and said they were a perfect fit!

The words of the cameraman expressed the thoughts of the staff members as the scene fell into a state of chaos!

But it made Qiao Anmu and An Qingge extremely embarrassed.

As a man, Qiao Anmu was helpless, knowing that she was not good at accepting the teasing eyes of people around her, so he quickly put his hands on her shoulders and took her to the dressing room from the crowd's gaze.

As soon as he arrived in the locker room, he quickly put down his hand, took two steps back, and kept the distance between the two of them: "I saw just now that you were not very good at... dealing with them... so I brought you here."

An Qingge nodded: "If it weren't for you, I really don't know what I would do!"

"This is your dressing room!" Qiao Anmu's eyes were looking everywhere, and his fingertips still felt the warm touch of her arm skin.

"Yes, sit down!" An Qingge walked to the mirror and skillfully took off the wig from her head. A long, slightly curved black hair jumped out, "Thank you very much for just now, Mr. Knight."

Qiao Anmu sat three chairs away from her, looking up at her as she took off her hair and then removed her makeup without hesitation...

An Qingge's bare makeup is very pure. She lacks the sharp makeup and is more gentle. The corners of her mouth are slightly raised, and her profile is very charming.

She faced the mirror and wiped her face with sanitary napkin very carefully. Then she picked up the white towel soaked in water that she had prepared before and wiped it on her face.

Suddenly, An Qingge turned around and asked, "Is there a big difference between me without makeup and me with heavy makeup?"

Qiao Anmu's eyes had been following her since he entered the room, and he heard her ask this question.

He quickly put away his eyes and his expression became serious.

"It's quite big." Qiao Anmu said, "But I really like you without makeup..."

She was so delicate and lovely that his heart suddenly felt the desire to protect her.

"But my agent and assistant said that I look too cold to others without makeup." An Qingge narrowed her smile, her eyes focused on him, as if asking him if he felt the same way?