Captured by her hidden husband in a love affair

Lian Xuan stared at the red four-piece suit on the bed, struggled for only two seconds, then stepped decisively to the other end, turned over and got on the bed.

It's just reading a script in bed, no problem.

The same goes for changing the bed to a sofa.

"I'm fine." She sat down on the pillow, her sitting posture was obedient, and she looked at Rong Can seriously.

"En." Rong Can responded lightly, and turned her body slightly in her direction.

In an instant, Lian Xuan was surrounded by a strong fragrance, this time it was no longer the tea fragrance of the shower gel, but the familiar grassy fragrance.

She couldn't help turning her head to glance at Rong Can, her cold white jaw line was smooth and delicate, and her beautiful peach blossom eyes were staring at the script without blinking.

While she was taking a shower, Rong Can actually put on the perfume again.

It seems that he really likes this niche moss green fragrance.

"Is this what you have been struggling with before?" Rong Can picked up a pencil casually, and accurately found the most difficult and brightest plot point of her character among her pile of red marks, and lightly Draw a line.

Lian Xuan focused on the script, nodded, "Yes, I always feel that I can't play the feelings of this character."

Facts have proved that more idol dramas are indeed influential.

"Would you play it for me first?" Rong Can raised her eyelids and gave her a questioning look.

"Okay." Lian Xuan didn't hesitate, Ma Liu got off the bed and cleared his throat.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Ten seconds passed.

"Couldn't you find the status right?" Rong Can's concerned voice rang out, with three points of gentleness hidden in the coldness.

Lian Xuan raised his eyes to look at him, curled his fingertips slightly, and lowered his voice a little: "You look at me, I'm a little nervous."

She has always acted very quickly and is not affected by the outside world.

Since she entered the industry, she can be regarded as an actor who has acted in many scenes. Not to mention superb acting skills, she can barely be called experienced.

Even when she played against the old actors before, she was not stage frightened.

But now being stared at by Rong Can, there is an inexplicable tension in his heart.

"Can you turn your head away?" she whispered.

A look of astonishment flashed in the man's eyes, and then he couldn't hold back a very light laugh: "Then what do you want me to think about your performance?"

"I'll record it for you with my mobile phone?" Lian Xuan suggested.

"No, I'll act with you." Rong Can quickly rejected her suggestion.

She opened her eyes slightly, feeling a little dazed, "Who are you playing?"

"The person watching you under the execution platform." Rong Can stood up, squatted down not far from her, and looked at her in a posture of looking up, imitating standing under the execution platform.

Although Rong Can didn't say it clearly, Lian Xuan still guessed his role - Sheng Kun, who is also an underground intelligence officer.

Also the lover of her character.

The gaze he looked at at this time contained indescribable grief and reluctance, as well as... a clear and tender tenderness.

Lian Xuan's fingertips trembled uncontrollably, being carried by his emotions, he quickly fell into the scene at that time.

"I have nothing to say, I don't know anything." There were crystal tears in the woman's eyes, but her firm eyes looked straight in the direction of "Sheng Kun" as if piercing through the fog.

The corners of her bright red lips were slightly raised, showing a bright and bright smile: "Long live the people of Huaguo, we will win in the end—"

The next second, her voice stopped abruptly.

Lian Xuan's body trembled slightly, and she clearly felt the violent heartbeat in her chest and the almost boiling blood.

At that moment, she thought she was standing in the 30s, in the flames of war filled with gunpowder.

"Isn't it good?"

When Rong Can's voice sounded, Lian Xuan came back to his senses.

Her eyes refocused on Rongcan's delicate and beautiful face, and the last glance that Rongcan saw just now was clearly branded on the tip of her heart.

"If I didn't have you with me, I'm afraid I can't..." Lian Xuan shook her head, she had to admit that she was brought into the play by Rong Can.

It was only a few 10 minutes since Rongcan got the script, and her comprehension of the script was much higher than hers.

He directly brought her into the play with a strong emotion, but did not overwhelm the guests.

This is the strength of an actor...

Lian Xuan once again realized the gap between her and Rong Can.

Indeed, as those keyboard warriors on the Internet said, there are mountains and seas between her and Rong Can.

She had to work very hard to be able to stand where Rong Can once stood.

"Why belittle yourself?" Rong Can's palm fell on her shoulder, and she pressed it lightly, her voice was as cold as a cup, "Isn't it normal for me to enter the industry earlier than you, and to enter the theater sooner than you?"

"Lian Xuan, you will stand taller than me and become a stronger person."

He spoke the most touching words in the most flat tone.

Lian Xuan looked at him with uncertainty in his eyes, "I, will I? You are the best actor of the three silvers, I'm just a traffic star."

Rong Can looked at her sideways, and asked nonchalantly: "Is the triple-silver best actor more noble than a traffic star?"

Lian Xuan was startled, his lips moved a few times, but he didn't speak.

"My love for acting is not as good as yours, Lian Xuan." Rong Can's brows and eyes were relaxed, as if she was talking about something unimportant.

Her eyelashes trembled, and Du Xinhui's words sounded out of nowhere—"I still remember when you said that you entered the entertainment circle because of one person?"

Rong Can had already walked back to the bed and sat down, stretching her long legs freely, straight and abstinent.

Lian Xuan couldn't hold back and took two steps forward, "The entertainers in the entertainment industry, some do it for money, some do it for fame, some do it for love, Rong Can you are not because of love, but why?"

Rong Can took a deep look at her, without any concealment: "Because of one person."

"...So what Sister Du said is true?" Lian Xuan pinched the cuff with her fingertips.

"Well, it's true." Rong Can nodded.

It can only be for the name on the watch, right?

For the white moonlight that is beyond reach.

Lian Xuan lowered his eyes and did not continue to ask.

"Have you watched this documentary?" Rong Can stretched out her hand and handed the phone in her direction.

She put aside her distracting thoughts for the time being, leaned over to take a look, and shook her head honestly, "I haven't seen it."

"You can take a look." Rong Can patted the seat beside her, motioning for her to come and sit.

"Oh, let me take a look." Lian Xuan sat down, subconsciously took Rong Can's cell phone, and pressed the button to continue playing.

The sound of "click" suddenly sounded, and a white bluetooth headset was handed over to the eyes.

She raised her eyes, and met Shang Rong's calm eyes, "Earphones."

Lian Xuan subconsciously put it on Shushun's left ear, but Wen Liang's fingertips grabbed her tightly.

While she was in a daze, Rong Can easily snatched the earphone from her hand and stuffed it into her right ear leisurely.

"It's the right earphone." He stated in a sparse and normal tone.

Lian Xuan nodded, then watched as his slender white fingertips picked up another earphone and stuffed it into his left ear.

Qingci's pleasant voice penetrates the earphones: "Let's watch together."

Rong Can: The perfume must be sprayed on, sister Xuanxuan likes it.