Tong Yan, with tears in her eyes, ate the al fed by the movie emperor.
In the future, when he becos a movie emperor, she can brag to others that the emperor fed her a al!
What a proud thing.
#Eat the al fed by the emperor even if you have to kneel#
Bo Yimo looked at her, and sowhere deep inside him was unbelievably soft.
This girl, is his.
He wants to feed her als for a lifeti.
Watching her eat makes him just want to feed her.
It’s that simple.
The so-called phone is rely a legitimate excuse.
After eating and drinking enough, Tong Yan was idle and wanted to play with her phone. She took out her phone and found that it had run out of battery and shut down.
For Tong Yan, who can’t be without her phone for twenty-four hours, this is simply unbearable!
She wants to surf the internet!
She wants to scroll through Weibo!
She wants to read trending news!
...
#Rescue the lost internet-addicted girl#
Tong Yan held back for a while and couldn’t help but ask, "Young Master Mo, do you have a phone charger?"
What kind of thing is this.
Tong Yan, wiping her tears, wondered why she was discussing such things with the movie emperor.
She will surely be despised, right?
Bo Yimo bent over and slowly approached her, his flawless face enlarging before her eyes, his thin lips curving slightly, the pleasing arc softening his entire face.
Bo Yimo, really annoying.
Every ti he uses beauty as a strategy.
She hates it more.
Every ti she falls for it, such a failure.
As Tong Yan was dazed, Bo Yimo took away her phone, his lips slightly raised, his brows gentle and indulgent, his voice deep and low, "Your ti now, belongs to ." The tone hooked upwards, carrying endless allure.
Tong Yan snapped out of it and realized her phone was gone. For a girl addicted to the internet, the phone is her lifeline.
Without thinking, she imdiately lunged forward, "My phone, give back my phone."
Bo Yimo embraced her waist, taking advantage of the mont to fall onto the bed, curling his lips into a light smile, "So eager."
Hm? Eager for what?
Tong Yan was stunned, and upon looking, the images in her mind appeared, and she felt completely off.
She actually tackled the movie emperor!
Tackled!
Tackled!
Tackled!
Tong Yan wanted to cry, where did she get the courage to dare to do such a thing.
She wanted to get up, but the strong arms around her waist held her tightly, she was utterly unable to break free.
Cool temperature passed from his arms, but her waist was incredibly hot.
Bo Yimo flipped over, pressing her beneath him, his left hand grasping hers, fingers interlocked.
Tong Yan panicked, "Young Master Mo, don’t do this, don’t do this..."
Bo Yimo gazed at her intently and finally sighed, turning over and getting off her.
His silly girl, he wouldn’t even permit himself to bully her.
Liking her, liking her to the point where any simple expression she makes causes him to be thoroughly anxious, worried.
Bo Yimo, high above, has fallen to the bottom in front of her, unable to rise.
Tang Tian and Qin Yikuo said they ca to see Tong Yan, naturally they had to make their actions complete, took a car and directly headed to the filming base.
At the set, a group of people were busy. Despite the large number of people, it didn’t feel chaotic.
At this ti, there was no shooting yet.
The two saw Director Li Qin’an looking worried, their hearts leaped with joy, could it be that Tong Yan was seriously injured?
If so, that’s great!
A rare opportunity, she must perform well and leave a good impression on Director Li. Maybe Tong Yan’s role would be hers!
Excitent flashed in Tang Tian’s eyes. She adjusted her appearance and gracefully walked over, in a delicate voice, "Director Li."
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