Feng Xiaoxiao raised her eyelids, and it turned out to be Song Feixue!
Well, it’s true that we are enemies on a narrow road.
However, it is very likely that Song Feixue sat here on purpose. Why should she? Song Feixue obviously doesn't like her either.
Song Feixue was stunned for a moment, "It's you, Xiaoxiao."
"Haha." Feng Xiaoxiao smiled, "Yes, what a coincidence."
"Then can I sit here?" Song Feixue had already sat down and asked deliberately.
This kind of self-restraint is called hypocrisy.
"Yeah." Feng Xiaoxiao nodded, "Anyway, this plane doesn't belong to me."
"Thanks."
Song Feixue even said thank you.
Feng Xiaoxiao felt so uncomfortable as she listened. Then, she saw the Patek Philippe watch on Song Feixue's left wrist.
Suddenly, she remembered the question Nie Zheng asked last night.
"Tsk."
Feng Xiaoxiao narrowed her eyes and looked at Song Feixue.
"Ms. Song, you are well-informed. May I ask, do you know the meaning of giving me a watch?"
"Um?"
Song Feixue was stunned and nodded.
"I know."
"Really?" Feng Xiaoxiao's eyes lit up and she became interested, "What does it mean?"
Song Feixue smiled lightly and brushed her hair, "It means that I have given all my time to you... From now on, we will spend every minute and every second together."
"ah."
Feng Xiaoxiao nodded thoughtfully, so that was what he meant.
Then, it is quite suitable for Nie Zheng and Song Feixue.
Mr. Nie, it’s so romantic.
Sure enough, it's not that Mr. Nie doesn't understand, it's just that his thoughts are spent on Song Feixue.
Feng Xiaoxiao's eyes were a little sore, she opened her mouth and yawned, "Ah... I'm sleepy, I'm going to sleep."
Pull down the eye mask and start sleeping.
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The filming location was in a relatively remote mountain. After getting off the plane, we had to take a car.
After so much tossing and turning, it was already afternoon when we arrived at the place. It was getting dark quickly in the mountains, and the weather was bad, so it seemed like it was already night.
In a place like this, the conditions are naturally not that good.
People like Director Yan and Song Feixue can be assigned to single rooms, while people like Feng Xiaoxiao can only live in shared rooms.
After completing all the formalities and carrying the luggage into the room, Feng Xiaoxiao was almost falling apart.
But even so, she still opened the suitcase.
Feng Xiaoxiao has a mysophobia, and she has been pampered since she was a child, so she cannot sleep on hotel sheets, so she brings her own sheets and quilts.
After a lot of fussing, it was laid out.
Then he lay down on the bed and breathed a sigh of relief, "Oh, I feel so comfortable."
The girl living with her was Song Feixue's female assistant. The girl's surname was Chen. Normally, Song Feixue would call her Xiao Chen.
Xiao Chen pursed his lips and smiled, "Xiaoxiao, you don't look like a stuntman at all."
"Huh?" Feng Xiaoxiao tilted his head to look at her, "Then what do I look like?"
Xiao Chen said: "Like a rich lady."
"Haha." Feng Xiaoxiao couldn't help but laugh, she was really right.
Xiao Chen's cell phone rang. These little assistants were all handymen, so the crew would notify them first of anything.
"Xiaoxiao, it's time to eat, let's go together."
"Um."
Feng Xiaoxiao stretched out her arms, climbed up, and went to the hotel cafeteria with Xiao Chen.
However, when they arrived at the cafeteria, Feng Xiaoxiao was holding her stomach. She was obviously very hungry, but she had no appetite at all.
"Why."
Xiao Chen also frowned and felt worried, "What should I do? Sister Feixue will definitely not eat these things."
Feng Xiaoxiao was helpless, "What should we do? There's no choice."
I had no choice but to make a meal, take it to the dining table and sit down to eat.
After picking a few chopsticks, Feng Xiaoxiao couldn't eat any more. She seriously had never experienced such hardship.