Although it was said that he could sit aside and rest, because there were not enough people in the shooting, Xia Tong, a costume designer, was not allowed to join in to do odd jobs. She tried her best to participate in setting the scene, making up, delivering water...any job that she could get started with.
After setting up a scene under the bright sun for more than half an hour, Xia Tongshai's face turned pale. When he returned to the sun umbrella, he saw Qin Mujue leaning on a leisure chair, folding his legs, leisurely
He controlled the laptop on his knees and worked seriously. And right next to him stood an expressionless Nie Sheng.
Seeing this, Xia Tong couldn't help but think: If you don't sit in an office with sufficient air conditioning, but insist on going to the sun to bake, you are still sick!
She took a glass of water from the table and was about to drink it when Qin Muzhen, who was sitting on the leisure chair, suddenly said: "Nie Sheng just brought me some food. I'm not hungry, so you can take it and eat it."
While speaking, he never took his eyes off the screen for a moment.
Xia Tong looked at the food bag handed over by Nie Sheng and pursed her lips: "No, I'm not hungry."
On the one hand, she doesn't want to be favored by him, but on the other hand, she is really not hungry. She has worked hard for most of the afternoon, and although her stomach is still empty now, she doesn't feel hungry at all. On the contrary, she still feels full of strength in her body.
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He stopped typing on the keyboard and frowned: "Xia Tong, don't be ridiculous, you didn't eat anything for lunch!"
"Don't you know that I belong to the Sun Superman?"
Oops! Xia Tong stopped laughing. Sure enough, he and Xia Guaipai have been together for too long, and their way of speaking has begun to resemble each other!
Qin Mu's eyes became darker. Just when Xia Tong was struggling to find an excuse to leave, someone suddenly called her from behind: "Xia Tong!"
"Eh?"
"Joey's dress is too heavy, please come over and help lift it..."
"Okay!" Xia Tong put down the water glass and was about to leave, but his wrist was grabbed by Qin Mujue again.
His voice was not loud, but it was steady and powerful, giving people a sense of oppression that they had to obey: "Xia Tong, please finish your meal before you leave!"
The staff over there screamed anxiously, and Qin Mujie here was confronting her again. Xia Tong was helpless, "Qin Mujie, you forced me to do this."
After saying that, he took the water glass just now, slapped it, and poured all the unfinished water on Qin Mujue.
"You——." He stood up suddenly and fell to the ground with his water-soaked laptop. Nie Sheng beside him hurriedly handed over a dry towel. It was rare to see his boss looking so embarrassed, and he couldn't help laughing.
Voice.
Xia Tong was free and made a face at him in a good mood: "Mr. Qin, the weather is quite nice. I believe your clothes will be dry soon. I still have work to do, so I won't bother you anymore. You