"Ding!"
A text ssage arrived, and the sender was Jiang Qingxu.
Bo Yimo opened it, and there were just a few lines: Won in love are all like this, easily foolish, you just need to keep pampering her, she’ll be yours sooner or later.
Did he even need to say that?
Could it be so useful information?
For example... when will she marry him?
Birds of a feather flock together.
Our movie star’s imagination is as big as a honey jar; even though they’re not together yet, he’s already got the entire love, marriage, kids, and lifelong companionship figured out.
Absolutely useless.
Bo Yimo dismissed it, replying: Your brain and your lower half work at opposite frequencies.
Jiang Qingxu received the ssage and nearly choked on it, damn, this is what brothers are for! How can he be so sharp-tongued! Disturbing him in the middle of the night, and after all his efforts to strategize, he got nothing good, just this.
Is there no brotherly love in this world anymore!
He’s going to cut ties with Bo Yimo.
Today, this mont, this minute, this second, starting now.
Suddenly, Bo Yimo stood up, opened the cabin door, walked over to the opposite side, pushed the door open directly, and saw Tong Yan’s sleeping face, sweet and tempting.
Then he reached out, pinched her cheek, the delicate and smooth sensation made him involuntarily curl his lips and smile, then he affectionately said, "Little rascal."
After that, he bent down and softly planted a kiss on her forehead, then continued downwards to capture her lips...
Early the next morning, before dawn, the coast suddenly rang with the "March of the Volunteers," loud and inspiring, almost like a wake-up call.
With this ruckus, the celebrities couldn’t sleep anymore, they all got up and went to the assembly point one after another.
Ling Feng, who had been busy swatting mosquitoes all night and hadn’t slept, looked so exhausted he seed like a different person, with his babyface he looked very young.
Poor kid.
Director Wang was practically ruthlessly tornting the next generation.
Shot again, Director Wang looked around, it was so quiet, he always felt sothing was missing.
Zheng Qing looked around, "Why haven’t we seen Tong Yan?"
Director Wang suddenly realized, oh, right, it’s Tong Bug and Bo Yimo who both haven’t shown up.
Director Wang called over the assistant director to get them.
With such a commotion, how could they still be asleep, their sleep skills must be top-notch.
Before long, the assistant director ca running over dejectedly, "Director Wang, I can’t manage it, you’d better take a look." There was a faint bruise on his face, looking quite pitiful.
Back so soon?
Could it be Tong Bug stirring things up again?
Thinking about her unpredictable nature, Director Wang had to be on guard. With such a magical person, they must always be prepared to face any unexpected situations.
As a result, fact proved that Tong Bug was indeed Tong Bug, you couldn’t think of her in conventional terms, she was outside all rules.
Director Wang thought that filming might capture sothing interesting, adding so humor, so he sent the deputy director with a few caran over, aiming for a 365-degree no-blind-spot shooting.
The group arrived at Tong Yan’s door, just about to knock when the door opened.
Bo Yimo walked out from inside.
Uh...
The group was filled with black question marks, could they have gotten the room wrong?
The deputy director confird repeatedly, it was indeed where Tong Yan stayed, no mistake, could it be...
This is headline news, going straight to the top of the newsfeed, Young Master Mo and Tong Yan developed feelings during filming, secretly eting at night, and only parted ways the next morning?
If that’s the case, their show would be a hit before it even aired.
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