<h4>Chapter 393: Chapter 393: My Cheongsam is very expensive! Don’t...</h4>
"Fu Sichen, you’re wrong, the lines aren’t like this."
Lines???
The crew looked at each other, wondering what the little couple was up to.
Director observed the movement of several pairs in real time: "Jiang Mian’s group, don’t make noise yet, keep listening."
They too were curious as to what the couple was doing.
Fu Sichen’s voice was low and clear: "No, it’s exactly like this."
[Holy crap, I’m going to get pregnant]
[His voice really sounds amazing, President Fu’s voice is several notches lower at night than during the day, so sexy it kills!!]
"What the heck!!" Jiang Mian’s high-pitched tone came from the room, with a petnt and coquettish air: "The script says to sit on the sofa and chat over drinks, what do you mean by pinning me to the bed?"
The crew felt a "thump" in their hearts, worried they were about to walk in on something they shouldn’t...
Barragements from online friends blew up the chat in protective mode.
[I just love to watch this ahhh!!!]
[I can’t take it, in the middle of the night, this is too much, far too much!]
[This couple really knows how to y, like, with the script, that kind of cosy, ahhh!!]
[I’m losing my mind, this is worth my VIP haha, Sichen Sichen!]
While the crew was unsure of what to do, Fu Sichen let out a sultry chuckle from inside: "Mrs. Fu, there’s a saying—"
"ying the part for real..."
Ahhhh!!!
"Fu Sichen! My Cheongsam is very expensive!! Don’t you dare..."
Several crew members’ faces started to redden, and quickly retreated dozens of meters back.
Director: "Never mind,e back, let’s not disturb them."
The cameraman immediately turned off the live broadcast, and even though the screen went ck, no one wanted toe back.
[I’m blushing to death, Cheongsam, oh my god, I can’t with my lips]
[Can they both not be so yful!!]
[I’ve already imagined ten thousand words,dies grab your pens, I want to read and see pictures, I’m begging for stuff to be published]
[The inspiration is here, arrange it quickly!!!]
...
—
The next day, Jiang Mian was blinded by the sunlight shining down on her.
She had forgotten to draw the curtains after stargazingst night.
Her eyes were hurt first thing in the morning.
Fu Sichen groaned and got up to press the switch above, making the room much morefortable instantly.
Jiang Mian nced at the Cheongsam hanging at the corner of the bed.
Good, good, her baby was still alive.
"Sleep a bit more."
Last night, they had made amotion until quitete, ending their night watching the stars in the night sky, almost falling asleep with the stars, and they couldn’t quite remember the exact time themselves.
"Ding-dong."
"Ding-dong."
...
On the bedside table, Jiang Mian’s phone kept vibrating, and she reached to pick it up.
[Susu Big Baby]
She became a lot more alert, probably the test results were out.
After opening the chat interface.
Jiang Mian: What is this???
Susu Big Baby: [Hahahaha, it’s still you and President Fu openopen!]
Susu Big Baby: [{Video}]
Jiang Mian subconsciously clicked on the video, then—
"ying the part for real..."
"Fu Sichen! My Cheongsam is very expensive!! Don’t you dare..."
A jumble of sounds, these two sentences clearly reached the ears of Jiang Mian and Fu Sichen.
It felt like the conversations fromst night were being repeatedly dug up and whipped.
Jiang Mian decisively logged onto Weibo, and the trending search included the program group’s tags, as well as those regarding her and Fu Sichen.
#JiangMianPresidentFuReallyKnowHowToy#
Motherfucker!! Who came up with this title!!!
Clicking into the various videos and quotes almost made Jiang Mian pass out.