The next day.
Song Jingmian was also ready to continue filming, but Bo Jingci would stay with her all morning and planned to leave in the afternoon.
Song Jingmian was afraid that he would be jealous if he saw her acting, so she tried every means to keep him in the house.
"Mianmian." The man said calmly, "I'm leaving in the afternoon."
Song Jingmian nodded: "Ang, I know."
"So you want to take a good rest here first?"
Bo Jingci took her hand and took her directly into his arms.
"Mianmian..."
His warm breath enveloped her, and Song Jingmian felt that her whole body was softening.
"Don't you want me to watch you filming?"
Although Song Jingmian thought so in her heart, she retorted: "I didn't."
Bo Jingci chuckled when he heard this: "Mianmian, you lied."
"I don't!"
Bo Jingci: "When you lie, your hands will curl up unconsciously. Just now, you have scratched my thigh twice."
Song Jingmian: "..."
"... Then you can watch it if you want, but..."
She raised her eyes and looked at him with a faint expression: "Don't be angry."
Bo Jing was speechless for a long time: "...Okay."
"Then I'll go over and get ready."
After saying that, she planned to straighten up and prepare to leave his arms.
Bo Jingci noticed her intention and immediately hugged her again. Song Jingmian was unprepared and sat directly on his lap.
"Wait." He suddenly looked at him with a dark expression, the desire in his eyes gradually getting stronger.
"Kiss for a while and then leave."
"No!" Song Jingmian immediately blocked his approaching head.
"The makeup will fade later."
She got up early this morning and went to do her makeup. Now she is wearing Feng Jing's pink gauze skirt, with peach blossoms on her forehead. Her whole body is pink and waxy, especially her lips, which are full and bright red. , makes people want to kiss Fangze one by one.
Bo Jingci was shocked by her when she suddenly came in. He had never seen her dressed like this before, and he was completely attracted to her.
But the person involved didn't notice it at all, and Bo Jingci felt angry and funny.
But her strength was no match for Bo Jingci. This man became overbearing and arrogant, and Song Jingmian was no match for him.
"I'll make up for it later."
After saying that, he clasped Song Jingmian's hand, held the back of her head with one hand, and kissed her directly.
Bo Jingci's kiss was hot and heavy, not gentle at all. As soon as it started, he swept all the breath from her lips and tongue domineeringly, leaving Song Jingmian with no chance to resist.
Perhaps because they were about to be separated, or perhaps because of the way she dressed today, Bo Jingci was particularly cruel today, showing no mercy at all.
After kissing for a long time, Song Jingmian was almost out of breath. She couldn't help but patted his back. When he struggled to stop, Bo Jingci slowly let go of her.
When she let go, Song Jingmian was breathing heavily, her cheeks were pink, and she looked like she had been bullied.
On the other hand, Bo Jingci looked satisfied, but there was a trace of redness in his eyes. When he looked straight at him, he seemed to have fallen into his deep pupils.
"Mianmian." His voice was hoarse, but full of teasing and satisfaction.
"After all this time, I still can't breathe."
Song Jingmian: "..."
She shouted angrily: "Who said that!"
Seeing her hairy look, Bo Jingci felt even cuter.
"Okay, didn't you say you want to film a movie?"
"If you don't go there, you'll be late."
Song Jingmian glanced at him rather complainingly, then lowered his head and muttered softly.
"When you're done having fun, you chase people away. If you lift your pants, you won't recognize them."
"Scumbag."
Bo Jingci looked at her with a smile and a dangerous look in his eyes, "...what did you say?"
"No, it's nothing."
When Song Jingmian left, she deliberately glared at him several times.
Bo Jingci just shook his head and chuckled, saying nothing.
——
When she arrived at the set, she was just about ready for her scene.
Not long after Zhao Nuanyi finished her play, she saw Song Jingmian who had arrived belatedly, and she was still confused.
Doesn't she usually come very early to prepare? Why is she so late today?
"Jingmian, why did you come just now?"
When Song Jingmian thought about the way the man held her in his arms and kissed her hard just now, she felt a little guilty and shy for no reason.
"Uh...well, something happened just now."
"Oh." Zhao Nuanyi nodded, and when he raised his eyes again, he exclaimed.
Song Jingmian was confused: "...What's wrong?"
"Jingmian...what's wrong with your mouth?"
Song Jingmian shivered: "...ah?!"
Zhao Nuanyi came closer to her and looked at her carefully.
Suddenly, she looked at her seriously, and Song Jingmian's heart tightened.
When she was interrupting and thinking of words to explain, Zhao Nuanyi suddenly said seriously.
"Did you secretly eat spicy strips?"
Zhao Nuanyi: "Your mouth is all makeup-less, red and swollen."
"Jingmian, you actually eat delicious food behind my back, that's too much!"
Song Jingmian: "..."
Sometimes, it’s good to be a foodie.
Zhao Nuanyi looked like a big fool.
Song Jingmian held back her smile: "Ahem..."
"Why are you laughing?" Zhao Nuanyi looked at her suspiciously.
"Next time, next time I will leave it to you."
Song Jingmian suppressed her smile.
But in her heart, she secretly scolded Bo Jingci for being neither gentle nor heavy-handed. She was in such a hurry that she didn't even notice her lips.
Now that I have come to my senses, it seems to be a little painful.
"Hmph!" Zhao Nuanyi pretended to be angry, "Don't eat secretly again."
"Okay, okay." Song Jingmian chuckled, "Let's eat together next time."
Only then did Zhao Nuanyi laugh happily.
"Do you want to take a look?"
Zhao Nuanyi didn't know where she got the mirror.
Song Jingmian took it and found that it was indeed swollen and the lipstick was stained. "
Fortunately, she had the habit of carrying lipstick with her. After touching up her makeup, Zhao Nuanyi paused and looked behind her.
Song Jingmian: "What's wrong?"
Zhao Nuanyi motioned her to look back. Song Jingmian was confused. When she looked back, she found Zhao Ze and Bo Jingci coming towards them.
Song Jingmian couldn't hold it back and twitched the corners of her mouth.
"Mr. Lu." She called out, then looked at Bo Jingci, and then called him with a hint of gritted teeth.
"Mr. Bo."
Zhao Nuanyi also nodded to the two of them and said, "Mr. Lu, Mr. Bo."
Hearing this, Bo Jingci's normally cold brows and eyes felt as if the glacier snow had melted, and a touch of tenderness appeared.
He turned toward Song Jingmian, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and responded softly: "Yes."
Zhao Nuanyi looked at the strange interaction between the two people suspiciously.
Why does she feel that they seem to be familiar with each other? !
