"Sister Luo, even if you keep pinching, your fats will still be there. This time you gained at least five pounds, right?"
Sister Luo pulled a long face, with an urge to choke Yan Huan to death.
Yan Huan laughed. Her fair, slightly translucent skin, was more colorful under the sunlight. She was slightly impatient to get back. She hoped that she could go home in the next second, even hoping that in the next second she could see that man.
Thinking about it, it has been almost four months since they last saw each other. This time, the shooting took almost four months yet it was still ongoing. Roughly, it would take another three months to complete it. It would probably be screened during Chinese New Year.
Yan Hua's work generally had a high production value.
She took out her phone, turned it on, and sent a message to Lu Yi.
"Today's shooting was a bit hectic, I'm going to sleep early tonight."
