Ever since she started practicing her lines, she had temporarily stopped eating spicy food for fear of hurting her throat.
However, she had also thought about it. After leaving the production team, she would go to eat a Sichuan-style hot pot, which was a genuine box with her own sesame oil.
Sigh.
Just thinking about it made her drool.
But as she thought about it, she lifted her face and looked at Luo tianlin, who was sitting upright on the sofa, with resentment.
He was wearing a black Armani shirt and suit pants, and there was a bottle of iced coke in his hand.
It didn't match!
He unscrewed the cap and placed it aside without drinking it.
Xia Bo 'er's eyes were glued to the screen.
"Lin Qi, give her a cup of warm water."
“..”
Xia Bo fell over and covered her face with the script.
Luo tianlin glanced at her reluctant little face and felt that most of his depression from the meeting with the bunch of old men had disappeared.
