Chapter 1258 I'll Break Down Along with My Sister 36
Song Jinhuan felt slightly relieved, but she did not loosen her grip on his arm.
As the housekeeper, Zheng Weijie was naturally in charge of handling the procedures and controlling the pace.
He pulled out a card from his pocket and said to it, "Based on everyone's preferences and requests, the production team has prepared three small courtyards as your homes during filming."
"Everyone, please familiarize yourselves with your accommodations first. We will meet at the entrance of the ancestral hall in an hour."
Zheng Weijie announced the end of the event and turned to the side, making a gesture to invite everyone to enter.
The six people walked in pairs and entered one by one.
Looking around, the black tiles, white walls, and bluestone pavement create a typical Jiangnan courtyard style.
On the trees by the roadside, two or three sparrows chirped and hopped about.
The hustle and bustle of the world of fame and fortune is instantly washed away by the harmonious tranquility here.
Song Jinhuan held Li Yan's hand, and the sound of her low-heeled leather shoes tapping on the bluestone slabs was quite pleasant.
Suddenly, Zheng Weijie called out, "We've arrived at Room 1."
Bai Yuhan raised her hand, "Are they ours?"
Zheng Weijie: "There's a wine cabinet inside."
Han Mengyu pulled Ma Suifeng forward, saying, "They're ours, Old Ma likes to drink!"
Ma Suifeng waved to everyone, "We've arrived. See you in an hour."
The remaining four continued to follow Zheng Weijie.
There is a hanging chair in Courtyard No. 2, which is an element that Bai Yuhan needs.
Courtyard No. 3 is naturally where Song Jinhuan and Li Yan live.
After leading the people to their lodgings, Zheng Weijie left.
In the courtyard, cameras were installed in all areas except the bedrooms and bathrooms.
As soon as Song Jinhuan entered the living room, she went straight to the sofa and collapsed onto it.
Li Yan pulled her suitcase and stopped beside the sofa.
Song Jinhuan rolled over on the soft sofa, her black leather shoes dangling in mid-air, half her face buried in the sofa, the other half facing Li Yan as she whimpered, "So tired~"
Li Yan bent down and said, "Sister, please rest well. I'll go pack my luggage."
Song Jinhuan nodded a few times.
Li Yan didn't move or get up; he just quietly watched her.
The man's eyes were as calm as ever, yet much deeper than usual.
Song Jinhuan felt a sudden tightness in her heart. Her slender fingers curled up, unsure of his intentions, and she asked softly, "Shall I go with you?"
Li Yan smiled slightly. "Okay."
When the man smiles, a dimple appears faintly below the left corner of his lip.
To some extent, it will neutralize some of the unfriendly signals carried in his expression.
Of course, it's also a tool he occasionally uses to lower people's guard when he's pretending.
The girl raised one hand.
Li Yan grasped her hand, then pulled her into his arms, his other large hand naturally encircling her lower back.
With a little effort, Song Jinhuan got up from the sofa without any trouble.
Unpacking, naturally, takes place in the bedroom.
There were no cameras in the bedroom. Song Jinhuan lay on the bed as if she had no bones, watching him change the sheets and tidy his clothes.
She yawned lazily, her voice soft and sweet, "You can pack your luggage by yourself, right?"
Li Yan paused slightly as she hung up the clothes. "Hmm."
Song Jinhuan continued, "Just now outside, you only looked at me without saying a word. Did you want me to guess what you were thinking?"
After hanging up her clothes, Li Yan turned her back to Song Jinhuan, took out toiletries from her luggage, and softly hummed in agreement.
Song Jinhuan didn't like talking to the back of someone's head, so she said, "Turn your head around."
Li Yan gave an "oh" and turned around with droopy eyes.
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