Ye Shengge slowed down, and even her breathing became lighter.
The man was sitting on a chair with his legs crossed. He seemed to be holding her script, and he seemed to have read something interesting. He suddenly raised his eyebrows and smiled, looking more handsome.
She stared at him, and couldn't help placing her hand on her heart.
Too much. It was one thing for that man to show up without warning, but now he was flirting with her.
Although she kept telling herself not to be too greedy, how could she not be greedy when facing him?
Ji Shiting put down the script in his hand and looked up at her.
"Come here." He smiled, but his tone was elegant. "Why are you spacing out?"
Ye Shengge couldn't help walking over and sitting on his lap. "Why are you here?"
Ji Shiting hugged the woman's soft and fragrant body and said, "Who asked you to be so heartless? You disappeared as soon as you entered the set."
