A request for a nickna...
Tong Yan felt her vision go black, the world spinning around her.
Damn it, again! Tricked!! Again!!!
Ha ha da.
Can I rewind?
#Never seen such a shaless film emperor#
Tong Yan felt bitter; fighting with the film emperor was a history of blood and tears, repeatedly defeated and fighting again, never having won once.
Is there anyone worse off than her!
Who! Else!!!
"We must have found the wrong person." Tong Yan turned to the caraman and asked, "Shall we go out and look again?"
"No mistake, your partner is Young Master Mo." The caraman was startled by her face of despair and was reluctant to discourage her.
Tong Yan asked expressionlessly, "Can we change partners now?"
"...No." The caraman said hesitantly.
Poor kid, he could almost feel her despair.
That’s how much she didn’t want Young Master Mo as a partner.
He heard the director say that Young Master Mo had actively requested to join the show. At that ti, a female host heard that Young Master Mo was coming and tried every trick to get the director to pair her with Young Master Mo, but sohow he was assigned to Tong Yan.
"Young Master Mo, how many nicknas do you have?" Tong Yan resigned herself to fate, internally crying a sea of tears.
"Baby, wife, sweetheart, darling, lady, my love, I want to call them all one by one." Bo Yimo’s eyebrows lifted, softening his usual cold aloofness. For a mont, it was like elegant pear blossoms blooming, extrely pure and refined.
Tong Yan: ...
Is there really soone so shaless!
What kind of nicknas are those!
Can you just call them randomly!
Seven nicknas an seven requests.
Tong Yan felt exhausted, miserable, and wanted to cry.
"Young Master Mo, can we discuss this?" Tong Yan asked in despair.
Bo Yimo’s voice was as gentle as water, "Baby, how about just three requests?"
Tong Yan was delighted, only three requests, she thought she profited, and quickly agreed.
She forgot that even one request was already a loss.
But people are like this when bullied cruelly; they’ll be grateful when given a little sweetness.
Bo Yimo, with his background, holding high power for years, played with tactics expertly; very few could match him.
If they really played these gas, his silly girl would have surrendered a long ti ago.
But how could he bear it, the girl he’s thought about for so long, he loves her so much he can’t bear for her to feel any grievance.
What he wants is her willingness, her everything, her whole life, not just a mont of pleasure.
Bo Yimo smiled, his eyes seed to be veiled with a layer of gauze, gentle as water, intoxicating like fine wine, as sunlight stread through the gauze curtain, making him appear almost divine.
The two reached an agreent, and the caraman breathed a sigh of relief, finally able to start filming.
He could see it, the two of them got along very well, even an outsider like him could see the mutual affection and playful banter between them until now.
Seriously not doing the proper work!
#Tong Yan, who hit the bullet while lying down, is deceased#
They were the last to arrive at the designated place, the other groups were already there and seed to have been waiting for a while. Tong Yan felt a little embarrassed, quickly apologizing, "Sorry, got lost for a mont and delayed everyone."
The filming caraman: ...
How could they have the nerve to use such a la excuse like getting lost!
Blatantly lying while looking straight!
They were clearly busy flirting!
He’s already been fed enough dog food!
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