The Wife Is Like Fire: the President of Hidden Marriage Is Sultry!

Early the next morning.

Mu Wanqing has become accustomed to working hard in the middle of the night, getting up is not difficult for her, but she is still energetic.

She changed her clothes and handed Ye Xi to Master Xiao Chen who came to pick her up, and then went to the set with the management team led by Qiao Wei.

"Mu Xiaoqing, there is a horseback riding scene today. I told the director to use post-production effects as much as possible. You..."

"It's okay, I can ride a horse." Mu Wanqing's lips raised slightly, and he replied without hesitation, "You can shoot whatever you want."

Qiao Wei has no objection, "Then you pay attention to safety."

When filming, whether it's a play, a play, or a scene like this that requires horseback riding, Mu Wanqing will go to the battle in person, without relying on post-production special effects or editing, let alone a stand-in.

Qiao Wei has long been used to being her agent for so many years.

The various departments on the set are ready. The fact that Mu Wanqing wants to ride a real horse for shooting has long been passed on to the crew, so the director's assistant deliberately chose a more docile horse.

"Qingqin, when filming this scene for a while, you can ride a horse on the grassland, and the photographer will follow it."

The executive director was telling her about the play, and asked some things that need to be paid attention to safety, faintly not at ease.

Mu Wanqing nodded gently, "Okay."

She followed the makeup artist to change costumes, and after putting on her makeup, she came back to wear the equipment for riding a horse and needing to be interesting when acting.

Mu Wanqing had just stepped on the stirrups and turned on his horse, only to see a burgundy figure walking in casually and recklessly from outside the set.

"My dear Mumu, do you miss your master?"

The priest was dressed in a burgundy suit, and he walked into the set elegantly and elegantly, with a coquettish smile in his slightly picky eyes, and the crimson lips made her look like a monster.

Mu Wanqing's lips lightly raised, "Why are you here?"

"Take a class, how about?" The priest clapped his elbow on the horse's head, and wound the rein around his wrist by the way.

Mu Wanqing waved his hand in disgust, "Go go, I will start shooting soon, don't mess around here."

Hearing this, the priest raised his eyebrows lightly.

He didn't care about Mu Wanqing's disgust, so he took his arm back slowly, "Be careful."

"Huh huh." Mu Wanqing pulled on the reins.

She looked in the direction of the director, watched him raise her hand to signal that she could start shooting, and then tightened the rein, "Drive!"

The relatively docile fierce horse rushed towards the other end of the grassland, unwillingly.

Mu Wanqing, dressed in a costume of a female heroine, was riding a horse and whip and galloping across the grassland, her hair dancing with the strong wind, even the red yarn looked like blood-stained silk...

"Drive!" Her red lips fluttered, enjoying it.

The priest stood on the side of the crew, his narrow eyes slightly narrowed, and he admired the heroine riding the horse, with a smile on his lips.

Mu Wanqing pulled on the reins tightly. Horse riding was not difficult for her. She combined with the rhythm of horseback very well, and the shooting process went smoothly.

"Ka!" The director's voice came from the speaker.

"Hu!" Mu Wanqing tightened the reins immediately, looked back at the director's direction, and saw that he gave a pass gesture.

Immediately, she was ready to ride the horse back to the studio slowly, but when she was about to control the horse, she suddenly noticed a little pain in her lower abdomen.

Mu Wanqing couldn't help frowning lightly and froze.