"Don't move. I'll get some water to wipe your face. Go to sleep well." After Lu Huishi put Lin Jinshu down, he looked at her face which was slowly turning red and couldn't help but say.

This guy, if he hadn't stopped him in time, would probably have finished the wine in one breath.

I'll have to keep this kind of thing away next time.

Lin Jinshu curled up in her bed, squinting her eyes, feeling a bit spicy in her throat, and everything in front of her eyes was double. Even in this increasingly cold weather, her face felt like it was burning on fire.

When Lu Huishi came over with the wet towel, he saw Lin Jinshu with her hands crossed, preparing to take off her clothes, which had been pulled down to her belly.

He ran out, grabbed her hand and asked, "What are you doing?"

Lin Jinshu looked at Lu Hui in a daze and grinned: "Go to sleep, take off your clothes before sleeping!"

"Don't take it off, just sleep like this!"

Lu Hui frowned.

When Lin Jinshu looked at Lu Huishi, her mouth immediately pursed. She looked at him pitifully, like a child, crying and saying, "Why are you so fierce? Lu Huishi! What's so fierce about this?"

Lu Huishi looked at the tears that were sliding down her face, feeling a little helpless: "That's not what I meant, you...I..."

"You are fierce when you drink, and you are fierce when you sleep. I don't want to pay attention to you anymore, get out!" Lin Jinshu cried even more fiercely.

Lu Huishi had no choice but to hug Lin Jinshu and coax her like a child, saying, "Don't cry, it's all my fault. You can hit me or scold me, but don't cry."

After saying this, Lin Jinshu slowly stopped sobbing.

Half leaning on his shoulder, my breathing gradually became even.

Lu Huishi finally let out a breath, wet the towel again, wiped her face, and then nestled beside her, holding her in his arms, and the two of them fell asleep in each other's arms.

The next day, Lin Jinshu felt that he could not remember what happened last night.

I just rubbed my head and felt my eyes a little sore.

In the next few days, Lin Jinshu went back and forth between the west building of the crew and his home.

This went on for more than half a month.

Until one day, Ye Zong walked into Lin Jinshu's dressing room with a cold face.

"Hey, what happened to our Young Master Ye?" Lin Jinshu shifted his gaze from the script in his hand to Ye Zong's face.

Ye Zong looked at Lin Jinshu: "That Lin Wan'er outside is here today."

"It's here, so it's here. Why are you so angry?" Lin Jinshu was puzzled.

Lin Wan'er hasn't come to the crew since she was beaten by Yun Sheng last time.

It was originally an insignificant role, so Xu Jiachao didn't think it mattered. At most, her scenes could be filmed later.

But today, I don’t know why it came.

"She's sending out invitations everywhere. She's going to marry a guy named Zhou. This woman is slandering you like that. I get angry when I see her so proud!" Ye Zong said unhappily, his hands half on his hips.

Lin Jinshu said leisurely: "Control your expression, otherwise you will be photographed and used as a stunt again."

As expected, just as Lin Jinshu finished speaking and Ye Zong straightened his posture, someone came in from the door.

Lin Wan'er was standing at the door with a red invitation in her hand.