The door to the prop room was pushed open violently.
Shen Qingmiao felt the person next to him squeeze his hand and comforted her softly: "It's the assistant and your driver."
Lin Baisen relaxed his movements, but still did not let go of his hand.
When the assistant came over with a flashlight, he saw Lin Baisen looking at him expressionlessly, while their hands were on their knees and held tightly.
Assistant:?
It seems like he came at the wrong time?
Shen Qingmiao was stunned in embarrassment, and Lin Baisen's voice was extremely hoarse, as if he was crying: "Miaomiao."
"...Stand up first." Shen Qingmiao hated herself for being so soft-hearted, but looking at Lin Baisen's puppy-like eyes, she pulled up.
Lin Baisen stood up slowly while holding on to the wall. Suddenly his feet gave way and he fell into Shen Qingmiao's arms.
The little assistant had a look of gossip on her face:!
Shen Qingmiao:!!!
But Lin Baisen got up quickly, with a drop of cold sweat dripping from his forehead and his lips pursed tightly.
All Shen Qingmiao's words were stuck in his throat, and after coughing: "It's normal for your legs to be numb after squatting for a long time. Let's go home first."
When she was about to leave the villa, Shen Qingmiao was afraid of the paparazzi who would secretly take pictures every time, so she took the initiative to let go of her hand.
She didn't notice that the pace of the person behind her slowed down, and then the hands held by the two people loosened.
Lin Baisen lowered his eyes and looked at the red palms, and a smile appeared on his pale face.
When they got back to the car, Lin Berson had returned to normal. The two of them were sitting in the back seat, neither of them speaking.
The driver couldn't help but look at the co-pilot's assistant: Is this the assist you're talking about? Why do the two of them look even more awkward?
How did the assistant know that the two of them were holding hands in the house, and now they don't seem to know each other.
Then he suddenly realized and looked back: The two of them must be shy.
driver:???
He looked at the expressions of the two people in the rearview mirror. Lin Baisen looked out the window on the left expressionlessly, and Shen Qingmiao stared at the window on the right. It seemed like there was a Milky Way between them.
How does this look like shyness?!
Lin Baisen suddenly said: "The light is green."
The driver woke up as if from a dream, only to hear the horn of the car behind him honking non-stop, and quickly started the car.
It’s all my fault that the assistant keeps saying these nonsense things!
The driver planned to drive carefully next time.
He glanced at the mirror subconsciously, but saw that Shen Qingmiao's eyes seemed a little vacant. He looked carefully again - there was the reflection of his boss in the mirror!
driver:!!!
He slammed on the brakes. Fortunately, this was a main road and it was dark now and there were no cars around.
Shen Qingmiao jerked forward due to inertia, and felt a soft and warm touch on her forehead. When she realized it was Lin Baisen's hand, the feeling had disappeared.
"Sorry, a cat rushed out just now." The driver said casually.
Lin Berson had a smile on his face, making it difficult to guess his emotions.
The driver swallowed his saliva, but he felt as if his career was about to end prematurely.
In order to keep his job, he drove the next road extremely seriously, and it was like walking on flat ground along the way.
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Shen Qingmiao no longer observed Lin Baisen through the reflection in the window.
She couldn't help but squeeze the hand that was held tightly before. The moment Lin Baisen let go, she felt empty for a moment in her heart.
008 smiled mischievously, "Are you tempted?"
"How is that possible?" Shen Qingmiao immediately objected.
Just now in the prop room, she had been treating Lin Berson as a child from her childhood relatives.
008 sighed: "Humans are always so duplicitous. Host, don't forget that I can sense your mood."
Shen Qingmiao wanted to defend herself because the second half of the sentence was stuck in her throat.
The facts are in front of us. No matter how you say it, it's like what 008 said.
"It was just that moment." Shen Qingmiao said.
008 asked: "Which moment?"
Shen Qingmiao: "Can't you detect it?"
008 said: "You just remembered many moments, how do I know which one you are referring to?"
Shen Qingmiao really hates this system now.
008 realized that the host no longer wanted to communicate with him, and couldn't help but think that human beings are really difficult to understand, and they don't like to hear the truth.
Shen Qingmiao simply began to recite the Three Character Sutra silently in her heart.
008: "?"
Shen Qingmiao: "Quiet and pure."
008: "This is really the first time I have met someone who meditates by reciting the Three Character Sutra, but what I want to say is that Lin Baisen talked to you."
"Miaomiao, we're here." Lin Baisen's voice was very soft.
"Thank you." Shen Qingmiao opened the car door and prepared to rush out.
Lin Baisen suddenly grabbed her wrist, and Shen Qingmiao turned around and looked at him, their eyes meeting each other.
"I am the one who wants to say thank you today," Lin Berson said.
Shen Qingmiao blinked and smiled: "You have helped me a lot, just think that I am returning the favor today."
Lin Baisen looked at her smile and slowly loosened his fingers, as if he was nostalgic for the last trace of warmth, and his fingertips gently passed over the slender skin of her wrist.
Shen Qingmiao couldn't help but tremble, looking puzzled.
"Go home quickly, it's getting late now." Lin Baisen said with a smile.
Shen Qingmiao nodded and returned home.
I came back really late today, and except for Aunt Rong who left a light, it was already quiet.
Shen Qingmiao quietly turned off the light and went back to her room. There was a faint light outside the window. When she looked over, it was indeed Lin Baisen's car parked downstairs. Suddenly an impulse surged in her heart, and she raised her hand.
He waved at the car.
Lin Baisen rolled down the window and waved to her, and the car slowly left.
"Why don't you reject me today?" 008 asked.
Shen Qingmiao's face turned red: "What does it have to do with you?"
Lin Baisen leaned against the car window and closed his eyes, and suddenly laughed.
The driver and assistant sitting in front were shocked.
Lin Baisen opened his eyes slightly and looked at his fingers. The touch of her ten fingers still seemed to be still in the palm of his hand, which made people uneasy.
Now his heart and eyes are full of Shen Qingmiao. Whenever he thinks of her, he can't help but want to laugh, and he can't help but want to ask her, why is she so warm?
Whether it's the hand holding his or the hand touching his head, why is it so warm?
But Shen Qingmiao would definitely say seriously: "People have body temperature when they are alive, so of course they are warm."
Thinking of this scene, Lin Berson couldn't help laughing.
But she might also blush, shyly look away, and say this harshly.
As long as it is Shen Qingmiao, no matter what he looks like, he is very happy and likes it.
Lin Berson tapped his fingers on the window sill and smiled: "How are the gemstones I ordered earlier?"
The assistant glanced at the phone and said: "It is being inspected by the customs now. It will be delivered to you in a week."
Lin Baisen hummed lightly.
After Lin Berson arrived home, the driver asked the assistant in confusion: "What gem?"
"A birthday gift for Miss Shen." The assistant smiled extremely wretchedly, "The boss didn't know where he learned this trick. He wants to prepare twenty-five birthday gifts before next year. This gem is one of them. It is the best thing in the world. This rare pink diamond, the boss wants to carve it into a necklace."
"When is Miss Shen's birthday?" the driver asked.
The assistant thought for a while: "It seems to be June 28th."
Lin Baisen sat in the room, unlocked his phone with the password, locked the screen, and unlocked it again.
I didn't get home until ten o'clock today. I was busy with work in the morning, had a meal at noon, and had to practice driving in the afternoon. The schedule was full, so I only updated today. I'm really sorry.
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Question: What is Lin Berson’s mobile phone password?
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