Mo Chen's lips curled into a smile, "Hmm, of course."
"But I don't want to stay a moment longer in this ancient house! It's so scary here!"
This guy's thought process is really something, talking about love in this creepy, haunted old house? Can't we find a more romantic place to go outside!
The man looked at her collapsing, aggrieved little face and lowered his head to kiss her forehead, "Okay, we'll go out."
The photographers following them were fed another face-full of dog food, feeling worn out.
...
After a whole night of commotion, the photography shoot finally ended.
By the time Qiao Ruoxin got back to the car, she felt nearly exhausted.
"So tired... Finally left that creepy old house, I will never go there a second time."
She nearly had a nervous breakdown that night.
Mo Chen leaned back in his seat, looking at her fatigued appearance, "Go back, take a bath, apply medication, and then go to sleep early. You'll probably have to get up early tomorrow."
