Also, is Shang He a henpecked husband?
After the scene was over, the actress saw Su Ci handing Shang He a thermos cup, and her eyes lit up. She understood Shang He, identified with Shang He, and surpassed Shang He!
"Beautiful sister! Which company's agent are you from? Are you short of people? I'm a freelance actor. I can sing and dance. Do you think I can be signed..."
Shang He forcibly separated the actress and her sister, his face gloomy as water could drip, and he refused coldly: "I can do what you can do, so I won't sign you."
The actress was unconvinced: "Nonsense! When did you learn to dance?! You can't just throw away your appearance just to die, right?"
Shang He was so angry that he signed up for a dance class overnight.
Well-rounded development! He would never allow himself to be outdone by anyone! Not men, not women! Because his sister had no defenses against women!
After returning to the hotel where the crew was staying, Su Ci washed up and waited for a long time. However, she didn't wait for the big star who was sleepwalking on time, so she simply changed her clothes and went to knock on the door next door.
Shang He was searching for instructional videos and practicing dancing in front of a huge dressing mirror. When he went to open the door, he was steaming all over, and his tight vest stuck to his muscles, making him look so handsome that it was unfair.
"Sister, why are you here?"
This was the first time his sister came to see him.
In the past, he was shameless and secretly climbed into his sister's bed, but he never thought that his sister would come to see him.
Thinking of something, Shang He pulled his sister into the room, stuck his head out and looked to the left. There seemed to be a dark shadow flashing at the corner of the corridor.
So he said confidently, "There are paparazzi outside. Sister, please don't go back next door tonight. It would be bad if they took pictures of us having sex in the middle of the night."
Su Ci nodded: "Okay, I won't go back."
The two of them ignored it tacitly. If there really were paparazzi, they would have been photographed when they came in. With the paparazzi's perseverance, they would still be photographed when they went out tomorrow morning.
What's more, with the way they stick together and get along with each other, which is even more exaggerated than that of a couple in love, if someone wanted to expose them, scandals and gossips would have been flying all over the place long ago.
Shang Yi was the one cleaning up every little thing behind the scenes. With the support of the Shang family, which has penetrated all walks of life, no one would be so stupid as to expose the gossip about the second young master of the Shang family.
So much so that after Shang He became famous, he was very puzzled - he had clearly hinted to the media many times that he and his sister were in a romantic relationship.
Why didn't any of his fans notice that he was open about it!
Not wanting his sister to see his clumsy dancing moves, Shang He quickly rushed into the bathroom to take a shower. When he came out, he found that his sister was watching the drama he was broadcasting.
My sister is really focused. When she looks at him on the screen, a faint smile appears at the corner of her lips.
Shang He sat next to his sister naturally.
It was a bit cold, so he took a blanket and covered them both. The bodies under the blanket moved closer and closer, and finally he just hugged his sister directly.
"Sister, the villain is so scary..."
Even though he's 6'10" in the show, incredibly powerful, and boasts blinding special effects, what does that have to do with the real him? He's so scared.
I need my sister to coax me to sleep well.
When Shang He pretended to be afraid and hugged his sister tightly, a fragrant hand gently covered his eyes, and then a light breath brushed past his ears, making him feel itchy.
"The demons are all fake. I'll show you after this part. The Ahe in the drama is very powerful. He took down the villain who slaughtered the people with just a few moves..."
Uh-huh.
Shang He nodded obediently, thinking that listening to his sister narrate the plot was much more interesting than watching a TV series. His sister's voice, his sister's tone, his sister's smell...
He hugged her tighter and tighter, because Qitian was too tired, and finally fell asleep on Su Ci's shoulder, his shallow and steady breathing sounded like a childish boy.
Su Ci used her mobile phone remote control to turn off the TV, turned on the air conditioner, pulled up the blanket, found a comfortable position in Shang He's arms, closed her eyes and rested.
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