Nan Shao, the drama master, he has started again

Chapter 530 What the hell is he guilty of?

East lotus garden

Nan Jinghong asked Zong Yuan to come back to get a document. After he found it in the study on the third floor, he hurried downstairs to rush to the company.

However, when I was in the yard, I saw Xiaoli holding something and eating happily, her little eyes narrowed.

Zong Yuan glanced at his watch, grasped the time, turned his feet, and walked towards Xiaoli.

"Little pear."

With a familiar voice, Xiaoli immediately recognized who was coming.

She looked at Zong Yuan happily, "Mr. Zong Yuan, you came back so early today."

"No, take something." He took it lightly, his eyes dangling from her hand, "What are you eating, so happy?"

"Hand pie, Mrs. Chen bought it for me when she went out today. It's delicious." Xiaoli said, and happily took another bite.

A strong fragrance filled the space between the two, Xiao Li was tempted to twitch her index finger, while Zong Yuan was on the face of a girl who cared more about enjoying delicious food.

The corners of his eyes tilted unconsciously, and there was a bit of tenderness on his cold face.

"The corner of your mouth is stained."

"Oh, is that so?" Xiaoli tilted her head, freed one hand, and wiped the corner of her mouth. It was ketchup, she was reluctant at all, and the tip of her tender tongue stuck out , so unnaturally licked off the red on the fingertips.

When it was over, she subconsciously licked the sides of her mouth with her tongue to see if she missed anything.

Zong Yuan just looked at it like this, the darkness in his eyes sank unknowingly.

Due to work, Xiaoli is mainly responsible for cleaning the house, and rarely has the opportunity to go out. Over the years, her naturally fair skin has become more transparent and delicate. The hot food was dyed a little red, and the pink tongue came out, licked the jade white fingers, and drew at the corner of the mouth. The picture seemed to have some magical power, and it hit him hard in the lower abdomen.

Zong Yuan felt very hot.

His Adam's apple rolled, and he pulled the neckline subconsciously. He didn't want to think about the image or anything now.

"Mr. Zong Yuan, do you want to eat too?"

"No need, just eat."

"Uh-huh."

On the other side of the artificial river, Nan Xianying, who happened to pass by, saw the scene of the two standing face to face, with a terribly cold expression.

……

Shu Nianchen came to the studio, greeted a few familiar colleagues, and went to report to the director.

After briefly asking about her physical condition, the director went straight to the point and began to assign tasks to her.

The scene was almost arranged, and when Gu Zishen came out of the backstage lounge, he happened to see Shu Nianchen.

His eyes lit up, and he walked towards her with his slender and charming legs.

Halfway through the walk, he felt that his intentions were too obvious. After two seconds of annoyance, he turned around halfway, turned in a different direction, and sat down on a small stool two meters away from the director.

Not long after, the director was called by the director to discuss things. Taking advantage of the gap, Shu Nianchen took out his mobile phone to record things. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a seat next to him and walked over.

When Gu Zi suddenly saw her coming, he quickly sat upright without looking sideways.

Damn, what the hell is he guilty of?

After Shu Nianchen finished taking notes, he looked up and saw that the director didn't come back so soon, after thinking about it, he clicked on QQ on his mobile phone, and sent a text message to Xiao Xiao who had already made a small spark of friendship.

Shu Nianchen: Little I'm in the studio, where are you?

Shu Nianchen: We are all in the same shed, how about we come out and chat?
It's ashamed to say that after the two chatted for so long, Shu Nianchen still couldn't remember what Xiaoxiao looked like.

After Shu Nianchen finished sending, he heard two prompts unique to QQ messages coming from the side.

(End of this chapter)