Silly Concubine Allure: Uncle, I want to divorce

Chapter 1 Very Traveling 2
"Director An, it's not that you don't know that Jin Dapai can do any movie, but I'm afraid that this passionate scene will be NG no matter how many times he shoots." There is a bit more teasing in this sentence.

Jin Maimai gave him an unhappy look.

Yan Su pretended not to notice, and turned his face to let the makeup artist touch up the makeup.

Director An's two bushy brows were frowned tightly, and he gave a death order: "No, this scene has been dragged on for long enough, and everything has to be filmed today."

The assistant on the side suggested: "Or, it's still the old rule, let the substitute take care of you?"

Director An hesitated, the sponsors valued this drama very much, and this scene even specified that actress Jin Maimai would be in the role, firstly because it was interesting and secondly because it was to overcome her eccentricity. At this point, if the substitute is used, all the previous efforts will be in vain.

"Director An, give me another chance."

"Huh?" Director An couldn't react, he looked at Jin Maimai who highlighted the words.

Jin Maimai raised his eyebrows slightly with his arms folded, and nodded firmly: "Give me 10 minutes, 10 minutes of preparation time, next time, I promise to finish the show once."

"Are you sure?" Director An was not very confident. You must know that the number of NGs in this scene exceeded the total record since the merger by more than one or two points.

Yan Su gloated: "Are you going to hypnotize yourself and chew me like a log?"

Jin Maimai snorted, and glanced at him contemptuously: "I just wanted to say that your figure must be too wooden to cause me to have no passion at all."

Yan Su: "..."

hotel bathroom
Jin Maimai stared at the person in the mirror in a daze.Seaweed-like long hair wraps a delicate melon-seeded face, her eyes are magnified by close-ups, but they look a little colder, her lips are a little pale, and a lonely lip line is drawn.

His hands were wet with water, and his fair and clear hands patted the face of the woman in the mirror. On the opposite side of the mirror, Jin Maimai's brows were tightly frowned.

Why, wouldn't it work?

It doesn't make sense to act in anything, but I can't let go of this. If I had scruples, I wouldn't have chosen this line of work in the first place.

but why……

Jin Maimai shook his head, took a deep breath and let it out, then turned and walked towards the door.Just as he opened the door, he saw Yan Su standing at the door and about to knock on it.

"You use the toilet?" Jin Maimai turned sideways to make way.

"The rest of the crew are going to eat supper, the director wants me to stay and wait for you." He stepped into the door of the toilet with one foot, but didn't seem to want to go in again.

Jin Maimai raised his eyebrows, and raised the corners of his lips mockingly: "It's rare that Yan Dapai sometimes condescends to wait for others."

She has a harmless smile on her face, and it is her consistent style of behavior that she is narrow-minded and loves to hold grudges.

Yan Su narrowed his eyes.

Jin Maimai didn't intend to stay longer, put on a gesture of invitation, and walked out.

The arm was pinched.

Jin Maimai frowned indistinctly.

With a stronger force, Yan Su retracted his arms, and Jin Maimai, who looked absolutely petite, was easily held in his arms.

Jin Maimai's eyes widened all of a sudden: "What are you doing..."

Her lips were engulfed by two equally hot lips, carrying the breath that lingered not long ago, rushing wildly in her mouth.

The brain was mechanical for only a second, and Jin Maimai reacted quickly, propping up his elbow and hitting his chest.

This blow leaves no room for strength. . . . . . . . . .

(End of this chapter)