That was a nasty shock for An Xiaxia. “Me?”
“Yup.”
Director Yue laughed heartily. “I have no problem with that!”
Jiye himself didn’t have many scenes, not to mention the little maid.
Sheng Yize then went to change back into his own clothes. An Xiaxia followed him, stomping her foot in vexation. “I don’t want to play the maid!”
“What do you want to play, then? There’s no female protagonist in the show,” said Sheng Yize casually.
“Why did you get me to do it in the first place?!”
Sheng Yize rubbed his chin. “Because it’ll give me a perfect excuse to order you around.”
“Shame on you!”
Sheng Yize smiled. “Are you sure you’re staying here?”
“Yes!” An Xiaxia snapped.
“Suit yourself,” Sheng Yize said unhurriedly, then slowly began to take off his clothes.
An Xiaxia: …!!!
“What do you think you’re doing?! We’re at a film studio!” An Xiaxia bit her lip. “Behave yourself, you bastard!”
Sheng Yize grinned. “I’m only changing my clothes.”
An Xiaxia was speechless.
She blushed and went out, closing the door for Sheng Yize behind her.
As the scriptwriter, Yin Qinghan had been coming to the studio every day recently. He strolled over to her and said teasingly, “I heard that Sheng Yize agreed to take the part.”
An Xiaxia nodded. “Yes.”
Yin Qinghan’s grin grew wider. Taking advantage of his height, he rubbed An Xiaxia’s head sympathetically. “You have my condolences.”
“It’s a good thing! Why the condolences?” An Xiaxia was baffled.
Struggling to keep a straight face, Yin Qinghan whispered something in her ear. Sheng Yize came out at that moment during this intimate conversation and his face darkened. He immediately pulled his little woman back into his arms.
Yin Qinghan shrugged, said “good luck,” then sauntered off.
An Xiaxia blushed and then looked at Sheng Yize like she was going to cry.
“Why the face? What did he say to you?” Sheng Yize was bewildered.
An Xiaxia stammered, “Sheng Yize, you haven’t read the script, have you?”
“Huh?” Sheng Yize frowned. He hadn’t indeed. The lines he spoke just then was what he remembered from the book he read last night.
“Ahem…” An Xiaxia was almost mortified. “Well, you do know that Jiye likes Lu Shang, right?”
“To the point,” Sheng Yize said succinctly.
An Xiaxia said hesitantly, “I forgot to tell you something.”
“?”
“There’s a love scene between the two…” It was two pages long in the book…
Sheng Yize’s face turned livid. “I’ll go talk to the director.”
“Huh? For what?”
“I quit!” Sheng Yize said between gritted teeth. An Xiaxia held his arm in a hurry to stop him. “I’ll change it! I will! I’ll ask Yin Qinghan to make it a scene between the two male protagonists…”
“Do you think the watchdog will let you air that?” Sheng Yize smirked.
An Xiaxia coughed. “It’s really subtle. Plus, nothing actually happened. One got drunk and the other was drugged with some aphrodisiac. They just flirted a little in the study…”
She couldn’t go on.
Why did she have to write such things back then? Karma really was such a bitch…
Sheng Yize snorted, grabbed her by the hand, stuffed her in the car, and locked the doors. He then floored the gas pedal and headed home at lightning speed.
“What are you doing?” An Xiaxia asked gingerly as she grabbed her seatbelt.
“Home, the study.”
Huh?
“I’m getting us a new love spot.” Sheng Yize ground his teeth. “While we’re at it, let’s talk about the inspiration for the love scenes in your books!”
An Xiaxia: !!! Was it too late to jump out of the car now?!
That was a nasty shock for An Xiaxia. “Me?”
“Yup.”
Director Yue laughed heartily. “I have no problem with that!”
Jiye himself didn’t have many scenes, not to mention the little maid.
Sheng Yize then went to change back into his own clothes. An Xiaxia followed him, stomping her foot in vexation. “I don’t want to play the maid!”
“What do you want to play, then? There’s no female protagonist in the show,” said Sheng Yize casually.
“Why did you get me to do it in the first place?!”
Sheng Yize rubbed his chin. “Because it’ll give me a perfect excuse to order you around.”
“Shame on you!”
Sheng Yize smiled. “Are you sure you’re staying here?”
“Yes!” An Xiaxia snapped.
“Suit yourself,” Sheng Yize said unhurriedly, then slowly began to take off his clothes.
An Xiaxia: …!!!
“What do you think you’re doing?! We’re at a film studio!” An Xiaxia bit her lip. “Behave yourself, you bastard!”
Sheng Yize grinned. “I’m only changing my clothes.”
An Xiaxia was speechless.
She blushed and went out, closing the door for Sheng Yize behind her.
As the scriptwriter, Yin Qinghan had been coming to the studio every day recently. He strolled over to her and said teasingly, “I heard that Sheng Yize agreed to take the part.”
An Xiaxia nodded. “Yes.”
Yin Qinghan’s grin grew wider. Taking advantage of his height, he rubbed An Xiaxia’s head sympathetically. “You have my condolences.”
“It’s a good thing! Why the condolences?” An Xiaxia was baffled.
Struggling to keep a straight face, Yin Qinghan whispered something in her ear. Sheng Yize came out at that moment during this intimate conversation and his face darkened. He immediately pulled his little woman back into his arms.
Yin Qinghan shrugged, said “good luck,” then sauntered off.
An Xiaxia blushed and then looked at Sheng Yize like she was going to cry.
“Why the face? What did he say to you?” Sheng Yize was bewildered.
An Xiaxia stammered, “Sheng Yize, you haven’t read the script, have you?”
“Huh?” Sheng Yize frowned. He hadn’t indeed. The lines he spoke just then was what he remembered from the book he read last night.
“Ahem…” An Xiaxia was almost mortified. “Well, you do know that Jiye likes Lu Shang, right?”
“To the point,” Sheng Yize said succinctly.
An Xiaxia said hesitantly, “I forgot to tell you something.”
“?”
“There’s a love scene between the two…” It was two pages long in the book…
Sheng Yize’s face turned livid. “I’ll go talk to the director.”
“Huh? For what?”
“I quit!” Sheng Yize said between gritted teeth. An Xiaxia held his arm in a hurry to stop him. “I’ll change it! I will! I’ll ask Yin Qinghan to make it a scene between the two male protagonists…”
“Do you think the watchdog will let you air that?” Sheng Yize smirked.
An Xiaxia coughed. “It’s really subtle. Plus, nothing actually happened. One got drunk and the other was drugged with some aphrodisiac. They just flirted a little in the study…”
She couldn’t go on.
Why did she have to write such things back then? Karma really was such a bitch…
Sheng Yize snorted, grabbed her by the hand, stuffed her in the car, and locked the doors. He then floored the gas pedal and headed home at lightning speed.
“What are you doing?” An Xiaxia asked gingerly as she grabbed her seatbelt.
“Home, the study.”
Huh?
“I’m getting us a new love spot.” Sheng Yize ground his teeth. “While we’re at it, let’s talk about the inspiration for the love scenes in your books!”
An Xiaxia: !!! Was it too late to jump out of the car now?!
