Chapter 222 he may not cooperate

   Chapter 222 He may not cooperate

   Hengdian.

  Jiang Ye, who was hanging Weiya, jumped down from the eaves, dressed in white clothes embroidered with moiré patterns.

   He holds the handle of the fan in his hand, and his graceful posture is like a snow lotus on a snow-capped mountain.

   “He feels so good in this outfit.” The handsome men in ancient costumes that Lin Jiao has seen are not like Jiang Ye’s visual impact.

  Pei Yilan raised the corners of her lips: “Yeah.” She couldn’t bear to look away: “I’ll go back and buy two more ancient costumes for him to wear.”

   “Worn at night?”

   “You still understand me.”

   She often talks about doing him like this, and Lin Jiao doesn’t want to understand it: “Ancient costumes are more heavy, don’t you think it’s troublesome?”

   “Not too bad.” Pei Yilan’s patience was running out.

   She saw that he had finished filming, and took Lin Jiao’s arm and walked to the other side: “Jiaojiao, do you still remember your previous dreams?”

   Hearing the word ‘dream’, Lin Jiao recalled Pei Zhi in armor: “Remember.”

   “Would you like to buy two for my uncle?”

   “He? He probably doesn’t like it.”

   “As long as you like it.” Pei Yilan pushed aside the lounge with Jiang Ye’s name on it, and relaxed and sat on the sofa.

   She poured tea into the cup: “Imagine the picture of him lying on the bed waiting for you to undress, isn’t it exciting?”

  Lin Jiao was aroused: “Indeed.” She suddenly thought of something and said distressed: “I feel that he will not cooperate with me.”

   Maybe half as wide and she was eaten.

   “You can use this.” Pei Yilan found a bunch of useful things from a certain treasure.

   They whispered head to head, so focused that they didn’t even notice that there was one more person in the room.

   Jiang Ye vaguely caught the two words, and when he looked at their expressions, he always felt suffocated.

   He coughed twice: “What are you looking at?”

   Pei Yilan was startled by his sudden voice.

   “Clothes.” She immediately turned off the screen, and the guilt in her eyes flashed: “Are you tired? I’ll pour you a glass of water.”

   “It’s okay.” Jiang Ye didn’t mean to ask, and when he took the water cup, he naturally held her.

   As soon as they approached, the atmosphere became warm, and Lin Jiao’s eyes began to smile: “How long do you have to shoot this movie?”

   “About a month.”

   “Are you going to stay on the set all this time?”

   “Not necessarily.” Jiang Ye took two sips of water and leaned back on the sofa: “I wouldn’t stay here overnight if there was no night show.”

  Lin Jiao was a little relieved, after all, Pei Yilan lived alone in Mingxin for too long, and she would still be lonely.

   She chatted with them for a while, and the dark screen suddenly flashed a ray of light: “I’ll go back first, and we’ll get together another day.”

   Pei Yilan took her out of the corridor and turned back.

   She sat across Jiang Ye’s knees, and rubbed her long fingers on his temples: “The director didn’t change the script today?”

   “Not yet.” Since Jiang Ye joined the group, the director and screenwriter have changed the script more than once.

   The role he plays now is very different from the script he originally got: “I regret taking this drama.”

   “Are you looking for time to chat with him?”

   “It’s useless.” He put his arms around her waist: “No matter how much we talk, the emotional scenes will continue to increase.”

   Pei Yilan knew that the capital side was in the female supporting role, and was as disgusted as Jiang Ye about changing the plot drama into a love drama.

   But, they can’t change anything.

   She lightly kissed that lip: “No matter how much you bear it, it will be finished in more than a month, and we will not be accepting TV dramas for the next drama.”

   “Hmm.” Jiang Ye was revived by a kiss.

  His palm moved up, through the soft black hair, and covered her lips again.

   was kissed to Pei Yilan, whose eyes were blurred, and her ears were close to his chest, listening to his heartbeat.

   She suddenly remembered one thing: “A fan asked you when will you give your first kiss on screen?”

   “It’s impossible in this life.” Jiang Ye admitted that he was not dedicated enough to devote himself to art.

   He squeezed her face lightly, his smiling eyes filled with her reflection: “I don’t want to be woken up in the middle of the night.”

   “You still mention it?” Pei Yilan pursed her lips.

  The last time she dreamed that Jiang Ye was having an affair with the actress on the set, she kicked him half-awake, and she was so angry that she cried.

   Later, he hugged her for a long time and coaxed her to sleep after saying a lot of promises.

  Jiang Ye chuckled: “I don’t want to mention it.” He fed her two sips of water, and then looked at the time: “Yilan, do you want to sleep for a while?”

   “Do you have a kiss when you wake up?”

   “Yes.” He hugged her and lay on the folding bed about 1.5 meters wide: “I will give you as many kisses as you want.”

   Pei Yilan smiled sweetly: “I’ll wait for you.” She pecked the corner of his lips and closed her eyes obediently.

   Jiang Ye covered her with a quilt before leaving.

   He hung Weiya and finished filming the second scene of the day. When he was rushing back, he was stopped in the corridor by the actor playing the female third.

   “Jiang Ye.” He Jia stood in front of him with a gentle and careless look: “I have something to tell you.”

   (end of this chapter)