Chapter 203 Entertainment Circle: Neptune Game (24)

Jiaoyang curled her lips and wisely stopped asking any questions. She just looked at the cake on the table: "What a pity. If I had known you would buy it today, I wouldn't have bought the cake myself."

Lu Tingwan was stunned for a moment, and when he was about to go upstairs, he paused and looked in the direction where Jiaoyang's eyes were pointing. Through the exquisite transparent packaging box, he could see a small strawberry-flavored cake placed on the coffee table.

superior.

"I had people waiting in line for a long time to buy it, eat it from me." Lu Tingwan smiled and pushed the cake he bought in front of Jiaoyang, then picked up the small cake and threw it into the trash can next to it.

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"Be good," he rubbed Jiaoyang's little head soothingly, "you eat first and wait until I come down after taking a shower."

The man touched her face and went upstairs with a slight smile.

Jiaoyang raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at Lu Ting's back walking upstairs. She turned back silently, looked at the closed trash can next to her, and squinted her eyes.

In the studio, after shooting today's scenes, almost everyone has left. Jiaoyang stayed on the set, sitting on the sofa with her legs crossed, silently reciting her lines.

Of course it's not that Jiaoyang suddenly decided to work hard, but that she was having a cold war with Lu Tingwan these days. To be precise, it was Jiaoyang who was unilaterally having a cold war with Lu Tingwan. Who told him to do it in front of her without her consent?

She threw away the small cake she had chosen without permission.

Although it was a trivial matter, Jiaoyang insisted on keeping a cold war. With this stubborn look, Jiaoyang was seriously angry. Lu Tingwan only thought it was cute and had no intention of coaxing her.

He still eats well, sleeps soundly, kisses her when he gets excited when he comes back, and uses her as a pillow at night, which is not serious.

Lu Tingwan completely regarded Jiaoyang as a little pet that would come and go at a moment's notice. In order to make him realize the seriousness of the situation, Jiaoyang decided not to go home tonight.

Late at night, the lights were still on in the studio, and she was almost alone. Sister Li had already been sent away by her.

Jiaoyang lowered her head and flipped through the thick script in her hand. At this moment, all the lights suddenly dimmed.

Any other young girl would have screamed in fear at this moment. However, Jiaoyang just put down the script in her hand and stood up, with a hint of interest in her eyes.

"Who is it?" She likes to play games the most, whether it is a game of cat and mouse, or a game of wolf and sheep.

She raised the corners of her mouth and looked around in the darkness. Until in the darkness, she felt a figure gradually approaching her.

Jiaoyang glanced back from the corner of her eyes, the smile at the corner of her mouth deepened, and she didn't move much. Until the hands stretched out, hugged her waist from behind, and climbed up bit by bit in the darkness, even hooking her.

He held up the zipper of her clothes and explored her body little by little.

In the dark, every touch makes every pore open, giving it a different kind of stimulation.

The tip of Jiaoyang's nose smelled a familiar smell of tobacco. It was very special and she had smelled it during today's scene.

"Emperor Shi?" She turned around with a half-smile, but was turned back again by the man's hands.

"Don't move." The man's low and hoarse voice came out, and he was indeed right. Jiaoyang's body was smooth to the touch, like mutton-fat jade, and he couldn't put it down. In the darkness, every part of his body was so smooth that he couldn't put it down.

Every inch was getting closer to her.

Even though he deliberately lowered his voice, Jiaoyang was able to tell clearly that it was Shi Ling's voice.
Chapter completed!