Suddenly, it seed like she couldn’t hear anything at all, the sounds inside and outside the room, the coming and goings of staff and guests downstairs, the hum of caras in the hallway outside, even the sound of the person’s breath in front of her.
It was as if everything vanished in an instant.
All her senses were focused solely on the sudden warm softness on her lips.
Her body bumped against the door panel, and Ami instinctively tried to take a deep breath, only to suddenly feel the man’s hand lift at this mont, gently touching the back of her neck, pulling her upwards as he leaned down, deepening the kiss while she was still caught off guard, at a loss.
She didn’t know how long it lasted, it seed like only a minute, yet also like an eternity, as her brain lost track of ti.
The hand behind her neck did not let go, the warmth on her lips retreated slightly, as Wei Sinan lowered his gaze to look at her, staring into her eyes that clearly said "stunned" in the darkness. What was supposed to be a warm, romantic mont beca inexplicably humorous due to the little girl’s completely clueless expression.
Wei Sinan couldn’t help but sigh and chuckle softly, gently pinching her neck: "Snap out of it."
"Ah." Ami straightened her body against the door panel in shock, blinking her eyes again as she looked at him in disbelief: "Mr. Wei..."
The man slightly furrowed his brows: "What did you call the first ti we t after I returned to the country?"
Ami dumbly replied: "God..."
Wei Sinan: "..."
"Ah, it’s Wei Sinan." The first ti she saw him, she called out his full na imdiately.
At that ti, in the production team, the director introduced her to everyone, as she was a younger junior. According to the customs and habits of the industry, she definitely should have called him Mr. Wei, or senior, but instead, she stared straight at the politely smiling man and excitedly exclaid, "Wei Sinan!"
Ami still rembered that Wei Sinan was surprised for a mont, as were the surrounding staff, but at the ti Wei Sinan didn’t say much, nor did he show any displeasure or arrogance. He simply found her interesting and smiled at her, before nodding briefly and taking the script from his assistant to continue working.
Later on, she eagerly bought drinks for everyone, personally delivering Wei Sinan’s drink herself. When she entered the makeup room and approached him, she called out, "God."
At that ti, Wei Sinan raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at her: "What?"
"You, Wei Sinan, Mr. Wei, I’m not just flattering you like other seniors in the industry, I truly like you!" Ami said at that ti, her big eyes filled with happiness as she looked at him. Seeing the man’s stunned expression, she quickly added, "Ah, I an, like a fan’s admiration for their idol! You are my God! Look at my phone, I have so many of your fan groups, and I’m even an admin for two of them. And also... Aside from my own artist’s big account on Weibo, I have two small accounts — one for voting for you, and the other is a fansite full of pictures taken by various friends at airports and on set, you are really handso, the photos don’t need retouching to be posted! And that previous drama of yours..."
Ami chirped on for a long ti, while Wei Sinan, only mildly surprised, looked at her for a mont, smiled, and didn’t ask deeper questions. He accepted her drink, saying, "Thank you, from now on, we’re colleagues, no need to be so polite."
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