Yesheng Tingjing stood by the floor lamp, and the warm orange halo fell on him. It was cold with a thin layer of frost.

It's just that the coolness in his bones is not fierce and aggressive. Even in Shen Enron's view, it may be considered that he is closer to human feelings.

She put her elbow on her head and played with her cell phone just now. "It's the play I went to the audition last time. They want me to sign. Although I don't need to report to you about what company I sign and what play I sign, but..."

"Who said no?" Ye Shengting stepped forward. At the moment when she was stunned, he bent over and picked up the script she threw next to the sofa, flipped it over at will, "you must report."

Shen Enron looked at him with his mouth slightly open: "why?"

"You're my wife. There's no reason." He glanced sideways. "I have the right to know."

She paused and leaned her head against her arm. "All right."

Anyway, he doesn't necessarily understand it. He always needs to know.

"I can't shoot what I don't allow." He turned over the script and added faintly.

When Shen Enron heard this, he creaked in his heart. If she had harsh conditions on the play because she was Mrs. night, would he mind partnering with his own brother?

"For example, what can't be photographed?"

"If you can't shoot, I'll tell you." He turned the script to the more passionate page of the plot and handed it to her, "such as this."

She looked at it, and it happened that ye Shengxu asked her to play, but the screenwriter told her to delete it.

All of a sudden, they were born by a mother. As soon as they found one, they said, "this has been deleted, and the screenwriter said it had a bad impact. I don't know who in XX bureau is so feudal and old-fashioned. This kind of play with no water or meat residue can be cut. If we really want everyone to think that holding hands is going to be life-long and sleeping with a lamp can be born..."

Before she finished, she saw that ye Shengting's face was not very good-looking. Cold eyes stared at herself deeply, and the Qi field was pressed down for a moment.

Shen Enron shut up wisely. They really can't talk for a long time.

"It's a pity to delete it?" As soon as ye Shengting closed the script, his voice suddenly became hoarse and stared at her complaining face.

"No, no, it's very well deleted."

Shen Enron bowed his head. At least he can't deny him in public on this sensitive issue.

Or she'll have a play to shoot in the future?

The jaw was suddenly lifted by him. The moment the script was thrown away by him, the sofa beside her gently sank, and her lip was kissed by him.

The time he wanted to be cruel a few days ago made her a little shadow. When he touched her, he wanted to hide back.

"Well..."

His waist was suddenly pressed by him, and the man leaned down. After meeting her, he buckled the back of her head harder and went deep into her mouth.

Shen Enron was kissed by him for a long time before he relaxed

Yes, a week?

Her eyes flickered gently and opened wide when he loosened them.

"Still think it's a pity to delete it?" His breath was deep and long. He reached out to pull away several hairs in front of her forehead and said in a low voice, "if you want to be so dissatisfied, you don't even want to delete a few kissing scenes. I have some ways to cure you."

"..." she was too stunned to speak.

Without her obedient answer, he warned her again. His eyes were deep and dissatisfied. "That night's wife always had to sacrifice. I don't want to see this picture in any other picture. If you don't agree, don't shoot anything."

"I want to say..." Shen Enron put his hand on his chest and looked at him without blinking. "In fact, you don't have to show me once to tell me."

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