Chapter 518
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Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
I Love You
The male lead was called Xiang Chuan. He was 30 years old this year. He had been filming TV dramas before. This was his first time in the film industry.
It could be said that he attached great importance to it. This was related to whether he could establish a foothold in the film industry in the future. Especially since this movie was directed by Kang Yuan, he took it almost 100% seriously.
Shao Yichen said embarrassedly, "It's just for fun. It's fine if you don't drink … Besides, isn't the little director an adult?"
The others frowned. It was not that they did not know what Shao Yichen was thinking, but this person's ambition was a little too big!
Song Yaoyao was Director Kang's favorite student. From the way he treated her, it seemed like he was training her to be his successor.
He still dared to have designs on the little girl. They did not know if he was too confident in his charm!
"I've already rejected you many times." Song Yaoyao stood still and looked at Shao Yichen indifferently. Under her dark gaze, Shao Yichen felt pressured. "I don't have much time. My purpose here is to study, not to go out and play or drink. If you want to go, go by yourself. I'm going back to edit the script. "
She turned her head and walked quickly toward the elevator.
Beauty Min shrugged and left as well.
Throughout the whole process, no one paid attention to Shao Yichen, which made him feel extremely embarrassed.
This brat! What's so great about her? She hasn't become a director yet, but her temper is already so bad!
"Song Yaoyao."
Song Yaoyao walked forward with her head lowered. Suddenly, a low and magnetic voice came from afar. She was shocked and thought that she was hallucinating.
"Brother? — Ah! "
As soon as she looked up, her body was suddenly lifted into the air and she was picked up by the waist.
The familiar refreshing fragrance filled her nose. Song Yaoyao blinked in confusion. She was surprised and happy, and her voice softened a few degrees. "Brother! Why are you here?! "
Huo Yunque glanced at her, turned around, and strode into the elevator.
"Hey —"
Song Yaoyao shouted, "Brother, why are you ignoring me … Oh …"
All of his words were stuffed back into his throat.
Before the elevator closed, the actors who had come back together saw with their own eyes that the girl who had been particularly serious during filming had melted into a puddle of water in the man's arms. She was pressed against the elevator wall and kissed.
After a long while, someone coughed.
Everyone came back to their senses.
Beauty Min opened her mouth. "That …"
Xiang Chuan rubbed his nose. "So the little director already has a boyfriend, and he's so handsome. No wonder —"
He didn't finish his words, but Shao Yichen, who was standing at the back, understood everything.
His face felt like it had been slapped a few times in the air, and it was burning with pain.
"Open the door."
The man's breathing was slightly heavy. He lowered his head slightly and leaned against Song Yaoyao's neck, whispering orders.
Song Yaoyao's cheeks were so red that they were dripping blood. Her dark red lips were like ripe peaches, suffused with a layer of charming water. She rubbed the card with trembling hands. "Room card … The room card is in my pocket …"
She dug around for a long time, but to no avail.
"Which pocket?"
Huo Yunque looked up. His dark eyes were deep, as if there was a mist flowing in them. No one could see what he was thinking.
"Left."
Song Yaoyao pursed her lips and said softly.
The man reached in with his finger and easily took out the room card. With a beep, the door opened.
Song Yaoyao's throat was dry. Her small hands clutched the man's shirt nervously. "Brother …"
Before she could finish her sentence, the man walked into the room and kicked the door shut.
At the same time, he raised his hand and threw Song Yaoyao onto the big bed.
Did you see this title? 520 ~ I love you guys!
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