girl from song dynasty

Chapter 104 The Sofa Is Too Small

Convincing Zhong Shao went smoother than Die Er expected. Although he was still dark-faced, he didn't object too much when he heard her say that he really liked making this movie. He just called Du Zhongbo in front of her and said that He wrote down the notes first, and told him to keep an eye on Die'er, not to let any flies and mosquitos take the opportunity to approach.

Du Zhongbo smiled heartily on the other end of the phone: "I'm really worried, you can follow along, I'll give you the position of director."

"Yes, I don't care. Let me tell you first, all sex scenes and kissing scenes will be deleted, and the physical contact with male actors should be minimized. Otherwise, don't regret it if there is no heroine in the middle of the filming!"

"Hey, the person hasn't come yet, so the frame is circled first? Well, it's up to you. Anyway, there are not many scenes like that. You know, I don't like that."

"That's why I forced her to go, otherwise, don't even think about it. By the way, there is one more thing, you should watch it. If the two of you get into each other, you can hold it." Zhong Shaohua just said After that, he had already been punched on the chin, and Du Zhongbo heard a muffled "bang" from the microphone, and heard Zhong Shao's angry roar and startled scream, and couldn't stand up laughing: "Zhong Shao, now, use the Don't you need me to pull it?"

"Go to hell!" Young master Zhong threw down the phone, saw that Die'er had already hid on the other side of the sofa, and rushed over angrily: "You woman, how can you just reach out your hand?"

"Who told you that I will fight with Yiyi, so I won't be jealous for you!"

"Isn't that just in case? You are so small-minded, if you say something in front of you one by one, and you start thinking wildly, I will be unlucky. No, you'd better not go, the more you think about it, the more worried you become." Zhong Talking less, he pulled Die'er into his arms, let her back rest on his chest, his chin rested on Die'er's shoulder socket, and when he spoke, his breath stuck to the collar of Die'er's shirt and drilled straight in.

Die'er felt a rush of heat rushing around, so she quickly raised her hand to straighten his head, turned around and sat on him sideways, hooked his neck with one hand, pursed her mouth in a rare coquettish manner: "No, you promise me I can't go back on my word."

"Anyway, I haven't signed the contract yet, so I don't need to pay liquidated damages. What are you afraid of?" Zhong Shao enjoyed her little woman's posture, stroked her cheek with one hand, and rubbed her thumb lightly. With a deep laugh, "It's okay if you don't regret it, you have to show some performance."

"What performance?" Die'er turned her head and asked, her lips just brushed against his approaching lips, her face became hot again, and her head quickly shrank back.

"That's it." Zhong Shao didn't give her a chance to flinch, reached out to grab her chin, and pressed his lips against hers again.After rubbing their ears and temples together, both of them were panting more and more heavily. When Die Er's lips were finally freed, she regained her senses and suddenly remembered something. She raised her hand and pushed Zhong Shao back and stood up hastily.

Zhong Shao didn't know what was going on, thought she was annoyed again, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to hug her, but his chin was hit by her head, his teeth were biting his lips, and blood streaked out immediately, he wiped the blood from his lips, stared Big eyes called: "What are you doing?"

"I remembered that the soup was still in the kitchen. It's about to dry out. I have to go and see!" After speaking, Die Er ran all the way into the kitchen to save her lotus root ribs soup.

Zhong Shao sat on the sofa angrily, really couldn't accept that the wound on his lip was not as important as a pot of ribs, and was thinking about how to punish that little thing for a while, when he heard the sound of "ping pong pang pong" in the kitchen, Then there was a short scream from Die'er.

With a shuddering heart, he jumped up and rushed to the kitchen. Seeing Dier shaking her hands and stomping her feet in the middle of the kitchen, without even thinking about it, he grabbed her hand and sent it under the faucet.He turned the water to the maximum, and the water rushed towards the redness on Die'er's hand. Sure enough, after a while, the two red spots faded a lot.

"Stupid, how can you hold such a hot pot directly?"

"I saw that the soup was dry, so I was in a hurry and forgot to take the dowel."

"Isn't it just a pot of soup? If you do it, you can do it. What's there to feel bad about?" Zhong Shao remembered the injury on his lip, and gave Die'er a hard look.

Die'er shrank her neck, her face wrinkled with grievance: "I've complimented you for more than an hour, and I want you to try my new craft, how can you not feel bad?" In one sentence, Zhong Shao's anger was successfully extinguished. He was angry, but he still said unforgivingly, "You say you are stupid and you don't admit it, you can't even make soup well."

"What's wrong with me being stupid? If you think I'm stupid, stay away from me, don't worry about it!" Die'er also got angry, elbowed Zhong Shao to the side, turned off the faucet by herself, shook her hands and went to the bathroom to get a towel .The water droplets were round and smooth, and splashed on Zhong Shao's white T-shirt, making him grind his teeth in anger, but he still suppressed his anger, took the cloth to serve the soup on the dining table, arranged the bowls and chopsticks, and put the rice on it, but still there were no butterflies. Come out from the bathroom.

He circled around the bathroom door twice, couldn't hold back any longer, and raised his hand to knock on the door.There was no movement inside, so he turned the handle lightly, the door opened, he poked his head in, and saw Die Er sitting on the toilet lid with tears running down his face.He was startled, strode over, knelt down and asked, "What's the matter, didn't I just say a few words to you? I was just kidding with you, why did you cry?"

"Don't worry about it!" Die'er turned her head away, wiped the tears on her face with both hands, but she wiped more and more, she simply turned her head, pulled Zhong Shao's T-shirt and wiped her face, Zhong Shao felt distressed Call: "Hey!"

Die'er raised her head and stared at him, her eyes were red, like an annoyed lion cub, he could only raise his hands, and said: "Wipe it, wipe it whatever you want, as long as you don't cry."

Die Er ignored him, bowed her head and concentrated on wiping her tears. After a while, Die Er stood up, washed her hands and went to the dining table.Young Master Zhong stood in the bathroom, looking at himself in the mirror. The white T-shirt was full of snot and tears. The content was really rich. After struggling for a while, he took off the T-shirt and threw it into the sink before pulling the door and going out.

"Who told you to take off your clothes!" Die Er yelled, covering her eyes when she saw him come out.

"Of course you have to take off your clothes if they are dirty." Zhong Shao said it as a matter of course, and sat down at the table to pick up the chopsticks.

For a meal, the two ate very quickly. The soup tasted good, but there was less soup left and it was a bit salty.While eating, Young Master Zhong stared at Die'er, she lowered her head and kept silent, her face was buried in the rice bowl, the faint blush behind her ears made Young Master Zhong want to laugh, it seemed that the little girl's anger had passed.However, he really couldn't figure out where her anger came from, it was definitely not as simple as a pot of soup.

After eating, Young Master Zhong took the initiative to clean up the dishes. As soon as he finished his work, Die Er stood up from the sofa: "I'm sleepy, you should go back too."

Is this driving people away?Young Master Zhong was dissatisfied, and sat down on the sofa: "My clothes are dirty, so I can't go out."

"Anyway, if you drive, no one can see."

"It doesn't work if no one is watching! Who knows if there are any reporters ambushing near you?"

"Then you can't just stay here!" Die'er was in a hurry, and raised her hand to pull someone on the sofa.

Young Master Zhong dodged deftly: "Who said that I will stay here and not leave. You wash my clothes, and I will leave when the clothes are dry."

"That can't be done, it will be over after the clothes dry overnight."

"That's no way, I can only make do with it here." Young Master Zhong said, and lay down, complaining: "This sofa is too small, I'll change it to a bigger one for you tomorrow."

(End of this chapter)