"Huh?" Guli Nazha didn’t understand his aning for a mont.
Looking at the clean and empty food boxes on the table, she said a bit embarrassedly, "You didn’t say anything while I was eating, and now it’s all gone, what should I do?"
"What should you do? What do you think?"
Guli Nazha was a bit flustered because his eyes were glowing green.
"Ah!~ I don’t know, how about I go buy you so more?" She took two steps back.
But she was pulled back.
Thud, thud, thud....
She happened to sit right on soone’s lap.
Soft and fragrant in his embrace.
Sun Dasheng sniffed, nearly sneezing, "Just how much perfu did you spray?"
"Hehe... not much, just a little bit." She made a characteristic gesture mocking Korean n.
"How about I go wash it off?" She thought of a way to escape.
It wasn’t that she didn’t want to, it was just that in the car, she was genuinely feeling restless.
If it were in a hotel room, she would have already voluntarily offered herself up to let him feast.
"Forget it, let’s just have a makeshift al, consider it a picnic."
.....
In the early morning at Hengdian, not only people were busy but cars were too.
Fortunately, the RV was sturdy and held its ground with dignity.
An hour later.
Sun Dasheng carried the thoroughly worn-out woman back.
He knocked on the door, and her sister personally ca to receive her.
Seeing her sister being carried, she looked on in surprise, but her sister kept her head down, not daring to et her eyes.
"Delivered safely, do you need to take her in?"
"No, thank you!" Her sister took over.
After the man left, Guli Nazha finally looked up, "Is this how you are as a sister? Teaming up with an outsider to set up."
Her sister looked at her with a mischievous grin.
"If you think it’s not suitable, then I’ll just refuse him outright next ti."
"No!" Guli Nazha quickly replied.
The mont she said it, she realized she was too young, easily falling into her sister’s trap.
She lightly punched a few tis before lying listlessly on the sofa.
Her sister, slightly surprised, said, "You weren’t pretending?"
"What do you an pretending?" Guli Nazha didn’t catch on and looked up to ask.
But seeing her sister staring at her body, her face imdiately flushed, knowing what her sister ant.
So she threw a pillow over.
"Sis, what nonsense are you talking about..."
Her sister caught the pillow and moved over, scrutinizing her sister before whispering in her ear, "So, is he really that impressive?"
"Sis, what are you talking about."
Although the sisters often discussed intimate topics about n, to be suddenly asked this, she really felt a bit embarrassed, without knowing why.
"Wow, is that so? Our Nazha is actually getting shy.
You weren’t like this before, the big star actually being shy? If word got out, no one would believe it."
"And you used to be so open when talking about your ex-boyfriends with .
Why is it different this ti?"
"Sis, this is different."
"What’s different?"
"He... anyway, he’s not like other n."
Guli Nazha didn’t even know in what way he was different, as it was just a feeling from within herself.
It could only be felt, not described in words.
Her sister let her go, "Alright, just go take a shower already, you sll all sweaty."
The next night.
As soon as Guli Nazha finished filming, she rushed to Sun Dasheng’s place.
She had a special room card allowing her to go directly up without going through staff.
When the elevator doors opened, she was just about to step out but slowed down imdiately upon seeing who was there, greeting with a light smile, "Yiyi, we et again."
"Oh, it’s you Nazha sis, hello!" Jiang Yiyi, initially startled like a frightened little lamb by soone suddenly coming out of the elevator, relaxed upon recognizing the familiar voice and smiled back.
"Yeah, nice to see you." Nazha stepped lightly out of the elevator, politely gesturing for her to go in.
Jiang Yiyi got the hint and went in.
Neither of them spoke, just smiling as they watched each other disappear behind the closing elevator doors.
As soon as the elevator closed, Guli Nazha’s brows knitted, "Why is she here again?"
anwhile in the elevator, Jiang Yiyi held her pounding heart, "Thank goodness it was Nazha sis, if it were anyone else, I..."
Her legs felt a bit weak, and she held onto the elevator railing, her face turning red as she thought of the previous enchanting monts in President Sun’s room.
In the presidential suite.
The doorbell rang.
Soon, the door opened.
The first words spoken were:
"Made up your mind?"
She replied, "Who’s made up their mind?"
Realizing sothing was off with the voice, Sun Dasheng quickly stopped his words, imdiately changing his expression, "I was talking about you, of course."
"?" Guli Nazha walked in with a face full of doubt, like an adorable lady-like dog, her tall nose crinkled, sniffing around, especially at the couch, the bed, the balcony, the bathroom.
"What are you looking for?" Sun Dasheng, knowing very well, guessed she had run into that little girl on the way.
"Looking for evidence of soone’s cri," Guli Nazha said boldly.
"Did you find it?" Sun Dasheng shrugged.
"Hmph! Hmph! No!" She was the carefree type.
Not finding anything, she wouldn’t make a fuss.
She crossed her arms, scrutinizing the man in front of her, and under his eagle-like watchful eyes, she softened imdiately.
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