Jinyu stretched out her hand and flipped through it casually. They were all her favorites, so she took a pack, opened it, put it in her mouth, and ate it with great interest.
While eating, she raised her head, looked at Bo Qing, and then asked curiously.
"You haven't told me yet, why are you here today?"
"Passing by by accident." Bo Qing replied casually, and then pointed to the filming scene in the distance: "There is a friend there, come and see him." [
"Oh." Jinyu nodded without doubt, then took a piece of candy and handed it to Boqing.
Boqing shook her head: "I don't eat sweets."
"Oh." Jinyu was slightly disappointed, then put it in his mouth and ate it obediently.
The two of them didn't say anything, they just sat facing each other.
After a long time, she wiped her mouth, as if she had finished eating, then looked at the sky and saw that it was getting late, so she said with a touch of coquettishness: "Are you still waiting for your friend? I'm going home.
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"Hmm." Boqing seemed a little absent-minded, his eyes just looked at her expression, which made Jinyu's heart flutter. Then he opened the door, and when the night wind blew, a piece of white paper fell on Jinyu's lap.
.
She looked down, but it was the lines they had played against each other tonight.
She looked slightly startled. He had lines?
Is he really waiting for a friend?
If so, how come he has lines for filming with her?
My mind is full of questions, but I haven't asked them yet.
The next second, she was pulled by a pair of hands and fell into a warm embrace, and the car door closed automatically.
The warm lips blocked her breathing.
Jinyu's mind went blank and he didn't know where to put his fingers. Finally, he stupidly grabbed his collar and let him kiss him.
His kiss was very hot, and he moved slightly away from her lips. She opened her mouth and was about to take a deep breath when she was blocked by him again.
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