Chu Nanxi's face flushed red, and she hurriedly pinned down the hand Hannian was using to hold the fork to the table.
"That's good, let's prepare the next shot!"
Everyone quickly got into action to set up for the next shot, while she glared sideways at Li Hannian and whispered a complaint.
"Can you please stop causing trouble?"
"No!"
Li Hannian lifted his right hand, extending the fork towards her again.
Glancing around at everyone, Chu Nanxi snatched the fork and stuffed the orange slice into her mouth, chewing vigorously and shoving every slice from the small plate into her mouth.
With her cheeks puffed out, she asked irritably.
"Is this okay now?"
Li Hannian reached out with his left hand and gently wiped the orange juice from the corner of her lips.
"Now, it is!"
The touch on the corner of her lips left a tingling sensation.
Chu Nanxi placed the fork on the plate, grabbed the script, and stood up to direct everyone in setting up the scene.
