Luo Qingqian and Fan Zheng's nanny van drove to the production team's parking lot.
As soon as he opened the car door, he saw a bright red Lamborghini parked there.
Song Youhan's arm, which was rolled up with his sleeves, was placed on the car window. Whether it was the Armani suit he was wearing or the real gold Vacheron Constantin on his wrist, they were all flashy enough to attract people's attention.
When Xiao Ying saw this, she burst into laughter and whispered to Luo Qingqian and Fan Zheng,""Look, Qingqian, there's a big bundle of RMB parked by the roadside.”
Luo Qingqian and Fan Zheng were amused.
As a colleague of the production team, Luo Qingqian was still afraid that it would affect Xiao Ying.
Xiao Ying stuck out her tongue and stopped talking.
Motherf * cker!
Of course, Song Youhan also heard Xiao Ying's words and was so angry that she vomited blood.
However, he couldn't lose his temper in front of Luo Qingqian. He could only grit his teeth and pretend that he didn't hear anything. Then, he got out of the car with a smile.
He handed a large bouquet of roses to Luo Qingqian,""Luo Qingqian, congratulations on recovering from your foot injury.”
"Uh…"
Luo Qingqian paused for a moment and smiled politely at him.""Thank you. I've been allergic to flowers recently. Don't give me flowers in the future!”
"Oh, okay!"
Song Youhan quickly stuffed the flowers in her hand to Xiao Ying and smiled at Luo Qingqian.""Alright, I won't give flowers in the future.”
After saying that, he squeezed out of Xiao Ying's seat and walked to the other side of Luo Qingqian.
Xiao Ying was pushed aside and fell behind the three of them. She couldn't help but roll her eyes."Tsk! What kind of person was this! No wonder Qingqian doesn't like you!"
Song Youhan and Luo Qingqian walked side by side, and as they walked, they tried to curry favor.""Luo Qingqian, do you want to rehearse your lines with me for the scene we're going to shoot today?”
Luo Qingqian ignored him and focused on introducing the film studio to Fan Zheng.
"Fan Zheng, the film studio is very big. This Qin Dynasty building here has filmed many TV series.
Ancient Sword Altar, Legend of Empresses, and Flower Bone were all filmed here.”
"Is that so?" Fan Zheng smiled as he listened to Luo Qingqian's introduction. She was very close to him when she spoke, and her faint fragrance filled his nose.
Luo Qingqian pouted in dissatisfaction,""Sigh, it's a pity that I've been on leave for the past few days. I have to make up for a lot of scenes today. Otherwise, I would have brought you around.”
"It's okay. If there's a chance in the future, I'll do it.”
Song Youhan gritted his teeth in anger.
F * ck!
Even when he walked beside Luo Qingqian, she did not speak to him.
Of course, Song Youhan was unwilling to give up. His eyes darkened, and he pretended to fan himself as he said loudly,"It's so hot! Why is it so hot today?"
As he spoke, he unbuttoned the collar of his shirt and pulled out a gold necklace that was as thick as a finger. He swung it back and forth under the sun and almost stuffed it under Luo Qingqian's nose.
The ring and Vacheron Constantin watch on his hand swayed as he pretended to fan himself.
Look at me! I'm so handsome and rich. I'm your best choice!
When Luo Qingqian heard Song Youhan's words, she finally reacted.
She looked up at the sun in the sky and asked Fan Zheng,""It's a little hot today. Fan Zheng, are you hot?”
Luo Qingqian opened her bag and took out a tissue to wipe Fan Zheng's sweat.
That kind of intimacy was simply like a married couple.
"Pfft!"
Song Youhan almost vomited blood.
Motherf * cker!
Are you guys deliberately showing off your love?
Xiao Ying looked at them from behind and burst out laughing. Qing Qian, well done! I'll give you ten likes!
Luo Qingqian wiped Fan Zheng's sweat and asked him curiously,""Fan Zheng, the weather is so hot. Why aren't you sweating at all?”
The tissue was dry, and Fan Zheng did not sweat at all. Instead, he felt cool and comfortable when he got close to him.
The White Lunar Monk Robe on Fan Zheng's body was a Buddhist Dharma treasure to begin with. It was impervious to cold and heat, so of course, he would not feel hot.
However, he couldn't tell Luo Qingqian about this.
Fan Zheng could only say," I was born with a cold body. It's not easy to get hot in summer. If you feel hot, I have a way."”
Luo Qingqian's big eyes flapped as she looked over.""What can we do?"
Fan Zheng narrowed his eyes and whispered into her ear,""My body's cold is contagious. If I hold your hand, you won't be hot anymore.”
Luo Qingqian blushed and hesitated for a moment, but she actually put her little hand in front of Fan Zheng.
With such a good thing, if he didn't take advantage of it, would he still be called Fan Zheng?
He held Luo Qingqian's smooth and tender hand in his palm and circulated his Buddhist power, creating a layer of invisible airflow around Luo Qingqian.
The airflow drove away the hot air, as if there was a layer of cold air surrounding him.
Luo Qingqian's eyes widened in surprise. Fan Zheng, you're amazing!"
F * ck!
Song Youhan was so angry that her face was about to change shape.
艹!
He was showing off his affection again!
His HP bar was almost f * cking emptied!
These two adulterers!
Motherf * cker! I'm about to vomit from all the dog food!
Song Youhan gritted his teeth in hatred. Poor monk, I'll teach you a lesson when we enter the film set later!
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