And beneath, Jian Anning, as if startled by something, instinctively extended her arms to protect her chest and sat up. Scooting backwards twice, she slightly bowed her head, elegantly shifted her legs to one side, and her face suddenly turned beet red, her head hanging low slightly as if in shock or bashfulness.
Heavens, what just happened? Did she actually just kiss Yu Zexiao in front of everyone?
And, that bastard even groped her breast?
The two of them remained silent, yet their performance was nearly a replica of the original script!
"Cut!" Director Li exclaimed, his cigarette dropping to the ground in surprise. He was satisfied with the playback just shot. From every angle, the performance of the two was remarkable, even more genuine than the real thing!
He couldn't help nodding in admiration, "That was excellent! Zexiao, I truly did not expect your acting to be this good!"
