After they were done, it was already five in the morning.

Lu Wanwan was taken to the shower by Han Jingmo, and she lay in his arms tiredly, her eyelids seemed to be filled with lead, and she couldn't open them at all.

Because she had to go to shoot a commercial at nine o'clock, Han Jingmo set the alarm for eight o'clock, so she could still sleep for three hours.

After putting the phone aside, he heard her mumbling, but he couldn't hear what she said, so he lowered his head and leaned over, but heard her say: "Starting from today, you are not allowed to do it for a month."

Han Jingmo paused, raised his head, and pretended not to hear.

Lu Wanwan was not asleep yet, so she naturally knew what she was saying. After she said it, she didn't get a response, so she said it again with a louder voice, just to let him hear it.

Han Jingmo narrowed his eyes, turned over and pressed her down: "Are you sure?"

His tone was calm, his voice was neither fast nor slow, but it carried a pressure that could not be ignored.

Lu Wanwan opened her eyes at once, staring at him with her dark pupils, her eyes trembling slightly, as if she was about to cry out of grievance.

But Han Jingmo remained indifferent.

Seeing that this trick didn't work, Lu Wanwan snorted angrily, closed her eyes and went to sleep regardless, determined not to compromise with evil forces!

Han Jingmo was stunned for a moment, buried his forehead in her shoulder, and laughed softly.

"What are you laughing at?" Lu Wanwan didn't understand.

"At you."

"...Get out of my way!" Lu Wanwan reached out to push him, but now she was too weak to push him at all.

Han Jingmo turned over and lay beside her, saying with a hint of smile: "Go to sleep quickly, there are only three hours left."

"Whose fault is this?"

"Blame me."

"You are quite sensible." Lu Wanwan moved and fell asleep in his arms.

At 7:30 in the morning, Han Jingmo sent a message to Song Chi, asking her to prepare a set of women's clothes when she came over, and buy them according to Lu Wanwan's size.

Song Chi was shocked: Are you living together?

Han Jingmo ignored it.

At 8 o'clock, Lu Wanwan was awakened by the alarm clock. She was so sleepy that she didn't want to get up at all.

Han Jingmo picked her up, brushed her teeth and washed her face, and provided her with all-round personal service.

At 8:15, the doorbell rang.

Song Chi came in, handed the clothes to Han Jingmo, and looked around to find where Lu Wanwan was.

Han Jingmo asked her to sit down in the living room, then turned and walked back to the bedroom.

Seeing the clothes in his hand, Lu Wanwan's eyes lit up: "I was just worrying about how to go out." After all, she was only wearing pajamas and a coat when she came last night.

Han Jingmo handed her: "Leave in fifteen minutes."

Lu Wanwan raised her chin to signal him to go out. Although they had slept together, she still felt embarrassed to be watched by him when she put on clothes.

Han Jingmo raised his eyebrows slightly and walked out of the room. Lu Wanwan

changed her clothes and came out. Breakfast was already on the dining table. After a night of physical exercise, she was already very hungry, so she wolfed down the meal.

Song Chi was shocked. She was originally wondering why Han Han asked her to buy so much breakfast, but now she finally understood.

They set out at 8:30 and arrived at the shooting site at 9:00.

Lu Wanwan sat in the back seat and used a small mirror to take pictures several times. She was relieved to make sure that there were no marks on her neck.

Han Jingmo leaned close to her ear and whispered, "I paid attention."

Lu Wanwan glared at him. Her body was still sore and she didn't want to talk.

Han Jingmo sighed silently.

"Drunken Dream Jianghu" plans to shoot a short martial arts story, which will be edited into a promotional MV in the later stage. The male and female protagonists are the two spokespersons.

Lu Wanwan read the script and felt it was quite interesting.

It talks about the disputes in the Central Plains martial arts world, and the evil sect and the righteous sect cannot coexist.

A young disciple of the upright sect had just graduated from the sect and heard about the various deeds of the leader of the evil sect. She wanted to fight against the evil and defend the way of Taoism out of youthful frivolity.

But of course she could not defeat the leader of the evil sect and was caught and tied up in the dungeon.

The leader of the evil sect came to interrogate her: "Why did you kill me?"

The little disciple snorted coldly: "Evil and crooked, anyone can punish them!"

"Evil and crooked?"

"Lin Kai of Qingcheng Sect died tragically in the guest inn, Taoist Qingfeng of Wudang was paralyzed, the magic weapon of Shaolin Zhen Temple was stolen..."

The leader interrupted her: "What does this have to do with me?"

"Isn't it you who did it?"

The leader was silent, and then asked: "What does it have to do with you?"

"This female hero doesn't like you!"

The leader walked over and pinched her chin: "But I like you very much."

The little disciple was nervous for a while, thinking that she would also end up with a tragic death.

So, the little disciple thought that if she could save her life, she would not be afraid of having no firewood to burn. She used all kinds of light skills, pretending to be dead, and self-torture tactics, but every time she was dragged back by the leader by the collar.

The little disciple burst into tears.

The leader suggested considerately: "Maybe the honey trap will be more effective."

... The little disciple would rather die than surrender.

In the end, the little disciple still rolled onto the leader's bed, and it was quite intense, and the scene was very red.

The little disciple asked him: "Are you a big devil?"

"What do you think?"

"I don't think so."

The leader hummed and said nothing more.

He did not tell the little disciple that the tragic death of Lin Kai of Qingcheng Sect in the guest inn was caused by his fellow senior brother who was fighting for the position of the leader.

Taoist Qingfeng of Wudang was paralyzed on one side of his body because he ate expired pills because of greed. He was lucky to be alive.

The magic weapon of Shaolin Zhen Temple was lost because the old bald donkey cried thief and stole it to please his little lover.

What is the difference between evil and righteous?

Jianghu is Jianghu.

The upright young disciple here is played by Lu Wanwan, and the evil cult leader is played by Han Jingmo. Seeing him come out after getting ready, Lu Wanwan's eyes widened. Isn't this Mo Baijian?

The master broke the dimensional wall!

In fact, this MV is not difficult. It was shot in half a day. A few more styling pictures will be taken later.

The photographer kept reminding Lu Wanwan: "Smile, smile, straighten your back, don't look painful, be righteous..."

Lu Wanwan smiled on his face, but wanted to explode in his heart. His waist and legs were sore after a day, and he really couldn't hold on any longer.

Han Jingmo saw this and felt a little guilty.

After finally finishing the styling pictures, Lu Wanwan was exhausted and was helped to the side by Song Chi to rest.

Song Chi looked gossipy: "Did you... stay up late? Staying up late is not good, take care of your body."

Lu Wanwan nodded: "Yes, staying up late is not good, I suggest you stay up all night."

Song Chi shut up and stopped talking.

After work in the afternoon, Song Chi drove them home and left.

Lu Wanwan slumped on the sofa, motionless, replying to Lu Guanghan's message.

Han Jingmo poured a cup of hot water and brought it over.

Lu Wanwan took two sips and asked, "Did your grandpa mention me when you visited him last time?"

"Yeah, he asked you why you didn't go."

"Go next time you have a chance."

"There are no announcements these days, so you can go anytime." Han Jingmo followed her words.

Lu Wanwan's smile froze, and he paused before nodding: "That's fine." As long as he doesn't run into his dad, it's okay.

Han Jingmo observed her reaction calmly, and when he thought of a possibility, his expression instantly became a little more serious.

Could it be that she already knew...

[Author's digression]: Abuse? It doesn't exist. I believe in Lu Wanwan's train of thought...