Chapter 389: Bullying of cute cats is prohibited 36

"Okay, let's call it a day!"

After shooting this shot, Director Zhao was finally satisfied and waved to them.

Mingnan's role today ended here. She breathed a sigh of relief and walked over with her stiff body.

Jin Lai was waiting at the side with her script and phone. When she saw her coming, she hurried over to greet her, "Oh, your face is swollen. Come on, let's go back to the hotel and I'll ask Mu Jing to get you some ice to relieve the swelling."

Mingnan nodded, looked around and asked in a low voice: "Where is Ning Jue?"

Jin Lai said, "Brother Ning is in another group shooting on location. He has a lot of scenes to shoot today, so he will probably be back later."

"Then you just give me the stuff and go to his place to look after it. The driver will take me there."

"That's fine. When you go back, you'll have Mu Jing. If you need anything, just look for her."

Jin Lai sent her to the nanny car, said something to the driver, and left.

When Mingnan returned to the hotel, Mu Jing had already prepared ice packs. As soon as Mingnan came back, she helped her change clothes and remove makeup, then pressed her down on the bed and applied an ice pack on her face.

The ice pack felt very cold when it was applied to him, and Mingnan couldn't help but shiver. Mu Jing said distressedly, "You hit me too hard, the swelling is very obvious."

Mingnan curled his lips and said, "There's nothing I can do. In order to achieve better results, I have to make some sacrifices."

Mu Jing also knew this, so she just complained and asked her what she wanted to eat.

Mingnan lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling and said quietly: "Burgers, French fries, fried chicken, spicy hot pot, hot pot, barbecue, lobster, ice cream, cake, chocolate..."

Mu Jing's hands trembled slightly as she ordered the dishes. "Baby, you need to control your weight now."

Mingnan: "I know, so I just talk about it."

Mu Jing laughed, "You can eat whatever you want after the photo shoot. For the sake of looking good on camera, we should just hold back for now. But you can still have a serving of vegetables, do you want one?"

Mingnan: “…”

She turned over silently, leaving Mu Jing with a sad back view. After a while, she snorted, "Can you change it? I'm almost eating like a vegetable salad."

"Okay, then I'll order you a low-fat noodle dish and a glass of sugar-free juice."

Mingnan waved his hands weakly.

…

After dinner, Mingnan felt even weaker, so he lay on the bed and read the script. As he was reading, he fell asleep in a daze.

Mu Jing didn't have the heart to call her, so she turned off the lights and went out quietly. As soon as she stepped out of the door, she saw Ning Jue walking towards her with a bag.

Ning Jue also saw her and raised an eyebrow and asked, "Is Nan Nan in there?"

Mu Jing whispered, "I fell asleep after reading the script for a while."

Ning Jue nodded, "Go back and rest."

"Okay." Mu Jing had known about the relationship between Ning Jue and Ming Nan for a long time. Jin Lai had talked to her and asked her to keep it a secret. Mu Jing was a smart person and would not tell anyone for the sake of her own future.

Ning Jue waited for Mu Jing to leave before opening the door and going in.

The curtains in the room were tightly drawn, and it was pitch dark when the lights were not on.

Ning Jue carefully walked to the bed and turned on the small bedside lamp.

He asked Mu Jing to buy the lamp, which was in the shape of a flower, small and unique, with soft and non-glaring light.

The moment the light came on, Ning Jue saw Mingnan's appearance clearly and couldn't help laughing twice.

She lay on her side on the bed, facing him, with one hand at her side and the other hand under her head, holding the script.

"I'm not afraid of my hands getting numb." Ning Jue said in a low voice.

He leaned over and reached his hand through Mingnan's back and legs, carefully picked her up and put her on the bed, then took out her script.

As soon as he moved, Mingnan grabbed the script and suddenly opened his eyes.

Ning Jue immediately let go of her hand and said softly, "It's me."

"Hmm?" Mingnan's eyes focused for a moment, then relaxed and asked in a hoarse voice, "Didn't you say you would be back later?"

"The shoot went smoothly, so I came back early. I heard you were injured? Let me take a look."

"The injury is exaggerated. I just got hit during filming. The pain has almost healed after applying ice."

Mingnan turned his head to reveal the other side of his face.

The warm light from the lantern fell on the side of her face. Although it was less swollen, if you looked closely, it was still different from the surrounding skin color.

Ning Jue leaned over and rubbed it gently with his thumb, "Does it hurt?"

"Not bad." Mingnan was completely awake, turned over and sat up, looking at him with messy hair, "Have you eaten?"

Ning Jue nodded and said, "I stole a bun from Jin Lai in the car and used it as a cushion."

Mingnan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He held his hand and said, "Don't bully him all the time. Jinlai is pitiful enough. He has to eat dog food and work as a security guard. He has to work three jobs for one salary. It's over. The more I talk about it, the more pitiful he feels. And you still snatched his buns."

Ning Jue also laughed, "Then when the killing is finished, we will treat him to a big meal and then give him a holiday."

"good."

Mingnan shook his hand and asked softly, "Why don't you sit down? Aren't you tired of standing?"

"My coat is dirty. I'll go change."

Ning Jue got up, took a new bathrobe from the clothes rack and went into the bathroom.

He took a quick ten-minute shower and came out wrapped in a wet, floral scent.

Mingnan sat on the edge of the bed, swinging his feet, and hooked his finger at him.

Ning Jue bent down slightly and touched his hair, which was indeed wet.

"Why don't you blow it?"

Ning Jue raised her eyes and looked closely into Ming Nan's eyes, and said seriously, "Because I want to see you."

Mingnan took a breath, and the next second his vision went dark.

Ning Jue's lips were soft and moist, with a minty scent that easily took away all her sanity.

"Close your eyes."

His voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of coaxing.

Mingnan seemed to be bewitched and slowly lowered his eyelids.

After a busy day, they finally had a chance to be intimate with each other, and they were like sparks of passion.

Fortunately, reason pulled them back from the abyss of desire in time.

I have another day of filming tomorrow, so I need to rest and recuperate tonight.

Ning Jue restrained himself and let go of Ming Nan. He rubbed his thumb across the corner of her lips with a little force and said with a smile, "Would you like to have dinner with me?"

Mingnan picked up his phone and took a look. It was exactly eight o'clock.

"What are you eating? Aren't you afraid of getting fat, big actor? What if you get swollen on camera tomorrow?"

"No," Ning Jue said, "It's okay to let yourself go once in a while."

He picked up the paper bag from the bedside table and waved to Mingnan.

Mingnan curiously followed him to the table and sat down, then watched him take out two burgers, fried chicken and a Coke from an ordinary bag.

"Wow - how did you manage to smuggle that stuff in right under Kinley's nose?"

Ning Jue raised her eyebrows slightly, and said with a bit of pride: "The mountain man has a clever idea. It's still hot. Eat it quickly. Just treat it as a reward for your hard work during this period. Don't feel too burdened."

"Since the boss said so, I will really eat it?" Mingnan looked at him with sparkling eyes.

Ning Jue rubbed her hair and said, "Eat it. The boss will break the rules with you and be your accomplice."