Chapter 556
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"Stop it, we're in your office," Luosang pushed his chest.
Nian Junting didn't care. He wouldn't let go of her and kept nibbling on her thin lips.
His hands were not idle either. They quickly tried to burrow into her clothes, but after searching for a long time, he still could not find a hole for his hands to burrow into.
After much difficulty, he finally found it in the calf, but when he reached the thigh, it got stuck. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move it up.
Seeing his anxious look, Luo Sang couldn't help but chuckle gloatingly.
"You're still smiling?" Nian Junting's eyes were filled with lust.
Just as he was about to tear off her clothes, Luosang's phone rang.
"Let me take this." She tried to get off her desk.
"It's just a phone call. Is it more important than me?" Nian Junting held her hand. His little Tingting was very uncomfortable at the moment, and his whole body was ready to explode.
"I really have something to do. A dubbing director I worked with in Shanghai wants to work with me on a new show. We were chatting on WeChat just now. Maybe he called because I didn't reply for a while," Luo Sang pushed Nian Junting away and answered the phone.
"Luo Sang, I've just contacted the producer. Let's have dinner at Huilan House tonight and talk about the script," said Feng Cheng, the dubbing director.
"No problem."
After hanging up, she raised her head and found that Nian Junting was staring at her unhappily. "Aren't you going to have dinner with me tonight?"
"I just ate with you yesterday." Luo Sang lowered her head and adjusted her clothes.
"No, I'm going with you. I heard a man's voice just now," said Nian Junting expressionlessly. "We're just talking about the script. Why do we have to go to a high-end place like Huilan House? I suspect that he has ulterior motives."
"Because it's the director's treat. The crew is rich, and they're reimbursing us with public funds." Luo Sang opened Feng Cheng's WeChat Moments and showed him. "This is what a dubbing director looks like. Are you sure you want to be jealous of him?"
Nian Junting glanced at him. The man was wearing a pair of glasses. He wasn't ugly, but neither was he good-looking. He looked ordinary, not even as good as one of Nian Junting's legs. He didn't look as energetic as Chi Shengxu.
He heaved a sigh of relief.
"It's not that I don't want you to go, but you're not an ordinary person. I'm afraid that you'll put pressure on others," said Luosang.
"That's true, but I want to know more about my girlfriend's job. Is that okay?" Nian Junting asked with concern.
Luo Sang hesitated for a moment, then finally nodded.
It was normal for two people to understand each other's work when they were dating.
At half past six, Nian Junting parked the car in front of Huilan House. Luo Sang unbuckled her seatbelt and said, "Later, no matter what we're talking about, don't interrupt us. Also, don't tell anyone else what we're talking about."
Nian Junting was confused. "Do you have to make it look like a Party Central Committee meeting?"
"Every profession has its own secrets. You don't understand, but you'll find out later," said Luosang.
When they walked into the private room on the third floor, Feng Cheng was already there. He politely shook hands with Nian Junting.
"Mr. Nian, if we knew you were coming back, we would have booked a private room." Feng Cheng knew about the relationship between Nian Junting and Luosang. Back in Shanghai, Nian Junting's assistant called him every day to ask about Luosang, but he didn't tell Luosang about it.
"It's alright. I'm here with my girlfriend today. Just pretend that I don't exist and chat casually. You don't have to tell the director who I am later. Be natural," Nian Junting said blandly.
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