After Qiu Shui finished speaking, he closed the door and left, leaving Sang Luoluo and Fu Cheng looking at each other.

"Well..." Sang Luoluo coughed lightly, "I think since the script needs to be changed, the kiss scene probably won't be necessary... right?"

I don't know why, but I feel a little embarrassed.

"So you are also afraid of something?" Fu Cheng couldn't help but laugh, "Have you never filmed a kiss scene?"

Sang Luoluo has never really filmed a kissing scene.

She started appearing on the scene from a few months old until she was twenty years old, and she has never left the audience's sight. It is not an exaggeration to say that people all over the country have watched her grow up. Not only the audience, but also directors and screenwriters in the industry.

Always treat her as a child.

In the beginning, she couldn't take any romance scenes. Almost all the directors in the industry knew her. Either the directors felt awkward, or they were worried that the audience would find it awkward, so they were unwilling to let her take the roles anyway.

At that time, Sang Luoluo always emphasized that she had grown up and matured, and those directors would arrange all kinds of weird roles for her, such as ferocious villains, black psychopaths, perverted yanderes...even the elderly had acted in them.

Just don't let her act in love scenes.

Later, she was asked to act in a love scene, but it was just "talking", purely verbal, and no intimate scenes were allowed. Most directors looked at her like a parent looking at their own child, and they knew rationally.

You can fall in love, after all, nothing can stop you, but you can't show intimacy in front of them. Even parents can't stand this.

Sang Luoluo still remembers that not long before she wore the book, she secretly accepted a drama with a passionate scene. The director was a rich second generation, about the same age as her, so he didn't think she was a child, so he was willing to let her

Acting. Unexpectedly, the second generation of rich people just wanted to have fun filming, so they stopped doing it when the movie started, and a new director was hired temporarily.

The new director was very familiar with Sang Luoluo and treated her very well. She was really like his own daughter. The male lead at that time did not have a good reputation. When filming the first kiss scene, the director was even more nervous than Sang Luoluo. In the end

I still couldn't stand it, so I deleted all the intimate scenes in the drama.

If it hadn't been for the novel, Sang Luoluo wasn't sure whether she would have been able to give her first kiss on screen before she was twenty-five.

So when Qiu Shui said that there was going to be a kissing scene, she suddenly felt a little uncomfortable and a little conflicted.

I used to really want to take pictures, but sometimes I would find it annoying and felt that they were taking too much care.

But now is not the past. No one in this world watched her grow up, no one stopped her from filming kissing scenes, and no one treated her as a child anymore. As long as she wanted to film, let alone kissing scenes, no one would stop her from having sex.

"What's wrong with you?" Fu Cheng noticed that Sang Luoluo was in a bad mood.

After Sang Luoluo traveled here, he seldom deliberately thought about life in another world. At this time, he was suddenly touched, his body felt a little cold, and his heart suddenly felt uncomfortable, as if someone had poked it a few times with a needle. It was either very painful or fine.

Densely and endlessly entangled.

"Have you taken many photos?" But Sang Luoluo would not show it. Instead, she smiled brighter and asked Fu Cheng.

This was a bit like a comparison. Fu Cheng gritted his teeth and said, "I've filmed it before."

"Borrow me?" Sang Luoluo asked with a smile.

Fu Cheng: "..."

"Don't try to deny it, I've seen the interview." Sang Luoluo took a few steps, exhaled softly, and laughed at him, "The last actress you worked with kept complaining that you had mysophobia, and all the kissing scenes were

It’s a borrowed seat.”

The actress spoke with a regretful tone, and the barrage was laughing at her, so Sang Luoluo was deeply impressed.

"I really don't have mysophobia." Fu Cheng waved his hand, "The director asked for it to be beautiful. What he wanted was an artistic conception. Do you understand?"

"So..." The more he explained, the more amused Sang Luoluo felt, "Your experience is just a borrowed position?"

After finishing speaking, the two looked at each other and fell silent.

One of them has never taken a photo, and the other only knows how to borrow pictures. What should I do?

"How about... let's try borrowing the seat?" Sang Luoluo had never filmed a kissing scene before, so the first time was a bit awkward.

I don’t know whether it was because of the change of environment, or because she no longer had the same eagerness to prove that she had grown up before, but she no longer had any expectations for the kiss scene, but was a little resistant to it. Especially when the person standing opposite was not her.

Half the time.

Sang Luoluo suddenly discovered that she might be the one with psychological mysophobia.

"Then..." Fu Cheng walked up to Sang Luoluo and looked down at her, "Try it."

Sang Luoluo is tall, but Fu Cheng is taller. The height difference between the two is that Sang Luoluo can just stand on tiptoe and kiss his lips.

The two stood face to face for about ten seconds, neither of them moving, because Sang Luoluo deliberately avoided it and didn't even make eye contact.

Fu Cheng coughed lightly and put a hand on Sang Luoluo's shoulder, trying to pull her closer.

San Luoluo didn't know whether it was because he was cold or because his body temperature was high. Anyway, the presence of the hand on his shoulder was particularly strong. The palm of his hand was hot, and the heat penetrated into the skin along the clothes, then entered the blood through the skin, and then spread to the limbs and heart.

, making her tremble slightly.

Sang Luoluo felt that her heartbeat was a little fast. The tiny pain just now disappeared, and she returned to her normal state in an instant.

Fu Cheng felt the trembling and thought she was afraid, so he used some force on his hand and pressed it comfortingly. Sang Luoluo raised his head and the two met their eyes.

Fu Cheng's facial features were exquisite, and his eyelashes were a little too long. The afternoon sun just caught up with his face, and the light and shadow swayed, just like the eyelashes dancing. Many emotions slowly surged in Fu Cheng's eyes, and he approached Sang Luoluo, but he just turned a little

Lowering his head, Sang Luoluo suddenly laughed out loud.

"What do you mean?" Fu Cheng was really embarrassed this time. He let go of her and said, "Am I that funny?"

Sang Luoluo waved his hands, smiled enough and then turned back and explained: "I'm sorry, I accidentally thought of you dancing in the square just now."

Fu Cheng: “…………”

"I'm really, really sorry." Sang Luoluo apologized seriously and even bowed slightly to Fu Cheng.

The habit she has developed over many years of filming makes her take her work very seriously. Interrupting her opponent's performance is a very serious matter in Sang Luoluo's opinion, even if it is just for a scene. She really couldn't hold it back just now. This is a rare situation:

"Let's do it again."

Fu Cheng had no expression on his face, he might still be angry, and Sang Luoluo understood.

Even if it's a duel, when one person gets into the mood and is about to kiss, if the opponent suddenly laughs, it's not only a blow to his acting skills, but also to him personally.

"I promise not to laugh this time." Sang Luoluo took the initiative to walk up to Fu Cheng.

The two met their eyes again, and a few seconds later, Fu Cheng laughed.

Sang Luoluo realized what he felt just now, and she was a little helpless: "What did you think of again?"

"It's nothing." Fu Cheng said, "I just want you to know how I felt just now."

Sang Luoluo understood that he did it on purpose. His eyes widened in disbelief. How narrow-minded is this man?

She was a little angry, and just as she was about to speak, Fu Cheng suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed her arm, and moved it towards her arms.

Sang Luoluo was caught off guard and couldn't stand upright. He instinctively stretched out his hand to grab Fu Cheng's chest.

He has a good figure, and his chest muscles are so hard that they hurt his hands.

Sang Luoluo blushed, raised his head and wanted to curse, but didn't want to meet Fu Cheng's eyes.

"Luoluo." Fu Cheng opened his thin lips lightly and shouted in a low voice.

His voice is mellow, with excellent timbre and texture. His deliberately lowered voice is like the sound of a cello in the dead of night, carrying an irresistible charm. His eyes are deep, as if they contain unspeakable affection.

Sang Luoluo's ears twitched slightly, and her thoughts froze in an instant. She couldn't remember whether she was acting or working. She just felt that the man in front of her seemed to have a lot to say, and she couldn't refuse. She could only listen.

As his mood rises and falls.

Fu Cheng raised a hand and slowly approached Sang Luoluo's cheek.

However, he didn't really touch each other and stayed less than one centimeter away.

This feeling is even more exciting. I don't know if or when he will come close...Sang Luoluo feels that his heart is hung high and shaky, but it can't settle down no matter what.

Fu Cheng ignored the struggle in her eyes, lowered his head, found an angle, and slowly approached her lips that were moist and shiny by the sun.

Sang Luoluo's eyes widened unconsciously, and his breathing almost stopped. He was so nervous that he subconsciously clenched his hands tightly, grabbing Fu Cheng's luxury t-shirt into a crumpled ball.

"Boom!" At this moment, the door was pushed open from the outside.

The visitor didn't seem to expect to see such a scene and said "Oh!"

Sang Luoluo suddenly came to his senses and pushed Fu Cheng's chest. He bounced several meters away like a frightened rabbit.

Fu Cheng coughed lightly, cleared his throat, and explained: "Didn't you let us play against each other? We just...find the feeling."

"Oh, yes, I forgot." Qiu Shui patted his head, "Let me tell you, Luoluo's modification plan has been approved. So, according to this version, there should be no need to shoot a kiss scene."

Sang Luoluo and Fu Cheng looked at each other, but as soon as their eyes met, they both avoided each other, not knowing what to say.

"Of course, if you want to take pictures, you can add them." Qiu Shui looked at their expressions and added.

"I don't want to take pictures." Sang Luoluo said immediately, his voice was a bit loud because of his eagerness.

Qiu Shui didn't seem to expect her to be so emotional. He glanced at Fu Cheng again and said, "Then don't add it. It's just a promotional video, so it won't be too complicated. You guys get ready and we'll go over and try on the costumes."

After she finished speaking, she went out again.

Fu Cheng glanced at Sang Luoluo and said nothing.

Sang Luoluo was not stupid. He knew that her reaction of "I don't want to take the photo" just now might make Fu Cheng a little uncomfortable, as if she had some objections to him.

She was indeed scared. She had always known that Fu Cheng's acting skills were very good, but Sang Luoluo felt that her acting skills were also very good, so she had never been afraid of anyone in this regard.

In the episode just now, Fu Cheng could switch freely between joking and affectionate, and he could also instantly arouse her emotions and make her follow him completely. This was a very scary thing for Sang Luoluo.
To be continued...