Just as Xia Wan'er stretched out her hand, deliberately avoiding the camera, and was about to teach Qiao Mingye a lesson.
Qiao Mingye moved.
As if he had expected it, he blocked Xia Wan'er's hand and opened his hazy eyes, which scared Xia Wan'er.
His eyes were deep and bottomless as he stared at her.
Xia Wan'er felt a little guilty when she was stared at.
"You are so beautiful." Qiao Mingye seemed to be a little dazed, with a sweet smile on his lips. His slender fingers traced her eyebrows in the air, stroke by stroke, as if he wanted to carve her appearance into his heart.
If he hadn't slapped Xia Wan'er's hands away several times with his big hand under the table, Xia Wan'er would have been deceived by his affectionate look!
She really admires Qiao Mingye, his acting skills are superb.
When facing Xia Wan'er, he always has a frosty face that never changes. When facing Yan Mumu in the play, he is a guilty and innocent He Sheng.
At this time, the people at the table were drunk and confused, but they did not give an inch under the table.
What she didn't expect was that Qiao Mingye seemed to know martial arts and he just pushed her hand away every time.
Xia Wan'er felt that the fright she had just shown must have been captured on camera, but for some reason the director didn't call for a stop, so she could only continue acting.
"Mr. He," she asked tentatively, picking up the wine jug in front of her, "It's not even dawn yet, you have to keep drinking with me."
There was a hint of feminine coquettishness in her voice, making it hard to refuse.
But He Sheng refused.
"Drink, okay, but... I need to rest... for a while." He shook his head and stood up shakily, looking like a drunk.
Seeing that he was about to fall, Yan Mumu hurriedly helped him up.
"Can I sit over here and rest for a while?" He suddenly lowered his head and stared at her seriously.
The hot and moist breath sprayed on her neck, causing Xia Wan'er to shiver unconsciously.
She didn't dare to look back at him, so she could only nod and help him walk to the bed next to her.
As soon as he let go of his hand, He Sheng collapsed and lay unconscious on the bed.
After helping He Sheng take off his shoes, Yan Mumu bit her lip and looked back at the messy dining table.
Finally, I made up my mind, took off my shoes, climbed onto the bed, and untied the bed curtains on both sides and let them down.
The bed curtains were made of light gauze, the kind that was quite breathable, and through it one could vaguely see the silhouette of the person in front of him.
As soon as Xia Wan'er came in, she saw Qiao Mingye with clear eyes, staring at her expressionlessly.
She also looked back with indifference.
Having said that, there was still no movement outside.
Just when Xia Wan'er was thinking about whether she needed to act out the scene of taking off her coat, a long-lost sound finally came from outside: "Ka! Kakaka!!"
The only difference from what one might imagine was that this voice was not shouted by Wu Yang, but by Ying Yao.
Xia Wan'er raised her eyebrows slightly and was about to go out when Qiao Mingye stood up and brushed aside the bed curtain. His assistant team immediately rushed over to help him put on his shoes and asked about his well-being.
Xia Wan'er, who was overtaken and squeezed into a corner, wanted to bite him in her heart, but she could only smile slightly and watched her embroidered shoes being taken aside by them, out of reach.
What she didn't expect was that someone picked up her shoes and placed them in front of her.
"Not bad." Cicheng did not hide the admiration in his eyes.
Xia Wan'er was curious about how a person's attitude could change so much in such a short period of time, but it was not easy to ask such questions to someone's face. She could only thank him and stand aside to wait for the result, even though she was 99% sure that she could get the role.
"Screenwriter!" Ying Yao, who had already had her makeup done, came over wearing the same dress as Xia Wan'er. She adjusted her hairpin that had been twisted because she didn't squeeze in to see Qiao Mingye, and smiled sweetly, "I'm ready. I can audition again."
(End of this chapter)