Qiao Mingye sneered: "Are you sure?"
Xia Wan'er was about to cry: "Not really."
"Wanwan," Qiao Mingye suddenly lost his temper, stared into her eyes, and said seriously, "Tell the truth."
Xia Wan'er rolled her eyes at him, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, and she whispered, "Then you answer it yourself and don't allow me to answer it. Do you have any shame?"
“I didn’t answer.”
"See, you—you didn't answer?" Xia Wan'er was confused.
Qiao Mingye felt very aggrieved and said, "Well, I didn't answer it."
"Impossible, it's clearly written in the script," Xia Wan'er pushed him away, turned over, found her own script, turned to the page about the kissing scene on Flower Street, and pointed at it, saying, "It's clearly written."
Qiao Mingye smiled, kissed her pink face, and said seriously: "This is the first version of your script. Also, I never do kissing scenes. Everyone in the industry knows it. If you don't believe me, ask?"
Xia Wan'er didn't expect this result. There was no need to ask. She just searched on Baidu and the result came out.
The first one is the question and answer of [Why does Qiao Mingye never do kissing scenes? ]
This was embarrassing, as she had just bitten him.
Xia Wan'er touched her lips and compared them with the wound on Qiao Mingye's lip. She didn't know how much force she had used just now, but she actually bit her lips and made them bleed.
"It hurts, right? How about some medicine?" She was so ashamed that she wanted to find a piece of land to bury herself.
Qiao Mingye held her wrist and said with a smile: "Wanwan, I'm very happy."
"You're still happy even though you're bleeding?" It's over, her teeth aren't poisonous, how could she bite someone so hard that he became stupid
Qiao Mingye said seriously: "I like you to be jealous of me, so of course I am happy."
Xia Wan'er pursed her lips, not knowing how to respond to his words.
Suddenly, her stomach growled, breaking the deadlock.
"Let's go, change your clothes, and I'll take you to dinner." Qiao Mingye smiled and kissed her.
Xia Wan'er looked at the untouched food and shook her head, "We can't waste food. I'll heat these up and eat them."
There was a microwave in the room, so Xia Wan'er directly heated up the food that Ran Qin brought over.
The two sat down at the dining table facing each other.
Xia Wan'er poured him a cup of hot tea awkwardly, "I don't have any tea sets, only tea bags."
"Why are you so nervous? I'm not going to eat you." Qiao Mingye supported his chin with his hand and said with a smile.
Xia Wan'er glared at him, then she calmed down.
Glancing at the guqin next to him, Qiao Mingye asked, "Why is there a guqin here?"
"It was given to me by the company. They said it would make it easier for me to practice the piano." Xia Wan'er also made a cup for herself.
"Oh? Your company is pretty good."
I don’t know if it was Xia Wan’er’s illusion, but I always felt that Qiao Mingye’s words had a deeper meaning.
She put down the cup in her hand, picked up the rice bowl, and said, "Of course it's good, it means they know how to appreciate me."
"Is it my illusion? Why do I feel like Wanwan is still a little jealous?" Qiao Mingye raised his eyebrows, put down the cup and sniffed towards her, "Who is being jealous again?"
"Mr. Qiao, you are too kind," Xia Wan'er said expressionlessly, blocking Qiao Mingye's sight with her bowl. "I am just expressing my feelings that some people's taste seems to be poor."
"Where do you come from?" Qiao Mingye pushed her hand away and asked.
Xia Wan'er looked at his burning gaze, and the words that were about to come out got stuck in her throat.
I can't just talk about He Xianrou's dancing posture. If I do, wouldn't that prove that she is jealous
"Don't talk while eating." She picked up some food and started eating.
(End of this chapter)