"After all, he is a man with normal sexual orientation; what if his animal instincts took over and he did something unpredictable?"
"I just want to ask you, am I old?" Ye Ranran asked in a voice only audible to the two of them.
"Not at all, the young mistress is still youthful." One silently tormented Zhao Xiao.
Ye Ranran was satisfied, she took out her earplugs and blocked her ears.
This way, she couldn't hear any sounds she disliked, which was absolutely wonderful.
Without turning around, Zhao Xiao could feel the pressing gaze of One; she tried to curl up, smaller and smaller, even smaller still.
If she could, she wanted to turn into a needle, wailing.
That's how the trio reached the production crew.
The lead male and female were arguing in a flower garden in full bloom.
The male lead deliberately flirted with the supporting actress, giving the misleading impression that the female lead had fallen out of favor, thereby protecting her.
