Just as the cara clicked, he felt a sharp gaze fall on his neck.
Like a knife pressed against his throat.
The feeling of being tortured...
Xu Jiayang shuddered, instinctively looking towards the source of the gaze.
When he saw the face of "Han Luoqi" darkening, he gasped reflexively.
"A real kiss." Lu Hualiang spat out coldly.
The strong desire to survive made Xu Jiayang instantly sober up, "Okay, no problem, I’ll go prepare imdiately."
Then, he slipped away quickly!
Lu Hualiang reached out and patted Xia Weibao’s head, "Does it hurt?"
He couldn’t bear to lay a finger on her, yet Xu Jiayang dared!
Xia Weibao gave him a sideways glance, "I’m not that delicate."
It was just a gentle tap; Xu Jiayang wasn’t really trying to hit her.
Seeing soone passing by, Xia Weibao took a step back to widen the distance.
"Hurry up and get ready."
If they were caught being so close, it would be troubleso.
Xu Jiayang ran to a deserted spot, glancing back cautiously a few tis, realizing that no one followed, he sighed in relief.
That was close!
He pulled out his phone and quickly called Han Luoqi.
The man’s lazy voice ca through, as if he hadn’t fully woken up.
"Hello, Director Xu, what’s up."
Xu Jiayang glanced around nervously like a thief, "Han Luoqi, where are you."
"I’m at... the set shooting."
Han Luoqi shook off his drowsiness and climbed out of bed.
Oops, almost slipped!
If Xu Jiayang knew he was lounging at ho for a nap, he’d probably kill him!
"You’re at the set? Don’t tell that person just now was you." He couldn’t believe it even if told!
Han Luoqi thought for a mont, couldn’t unmask himself, said, "It was , who else would it be."
"It must be Director Lu."
Han Luoqi, "..."
He ran his fingers along his nose, "How did you know."
Xu Jiayang was speechless, he already guessed!
The chilling aura around Lu Hualiang was too distinctive.
Besides, who else but Lu Hualiang would dare to film a kiss scene directly with Xia Weibao?
Xu Jiayang patted his chest in fear, thinking about how he actually hit Xia Weibao in front of Lu Hualiang, he felt regretful.
Luckily, he reacted quickly, or he wouldn’t even know how he died.
The afternoon’s scene was the wedding night, all indoors.
Knowing it was Lu Hualiang posing as "Han Luoqi", Xu Jiayang was extrely vigilant.
For stars filming, real kisses are quite common, it’s a plot necessity.
But Xia Weibao is different, she’s a wealthy family’s young mistress, won’t hide her marriage forever.
Once her identity is public, any rumors spreading would damage her reputation.
So, even if it’s a real kiss, Xu Jiayang would instinctively protect her reputation.
All unnecessary personnel were cleared, no one was allowed to watch.
When editing, he’d pay attention, then it could be said it was a cara trick.
The already arranged bedchamber was redesigned by Xia Weibao and Lu Hualiang together, completely recreating the wedding night of a thousand years ago.
Since it’s a movie with limited ti, many steps were omitted.
Directly jumping to Lu Hualiang holding the wedding candlestick, standing in front of the bed.
Amidst flickering red candles, he gently lifted her wedding handkerchief.
Under the red backdrop, the woman’s face was as fair as snow.
Her cheeks like peach blossoms, blushing endlessly.
Just like years ago when he lifted the veil and saw that person who made the surrounding red lose its color.
Xia Weibao’s autumn-water-like eyes were shimry as she shyly raised her head, uh...
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