He held her fingers with one hand and her arm with the other, and spread Xia Lin'an's hands naturally. His thin lips moved to her wrist, stayed there, and rubbed the ruby ​​on the index finger of that hand.

Xia Lin'an naturally supported his other hand on the sofa, with his fingers lightly resting on his forehead. His red nails and white fingers set off each other, and his eyes stared at the camera intently.

The staff watching on the scene were so shocked that they couldn't close their mouths. This was really amazing.

Xia Lin'an exudes a powerful aura and looks down on everyone, while Fu Yiming deliberately restrains his aura and acts the humble role of being willing to be a slave.

Women are rational and restrained, while men are tender and obsessed, making it difficult to tell whether men are obsessed with material things or with the body.

It is easy to feel their stories and love from their body language, which is expressed just right, not too much or too little, just right.

The director nodded with great satisfaction and asked the photographer to continue filming.

Fu Yiming knew where the camera was. He stood up straight, and his tall figure instantly made Xia Linan look petite.

As he walked, his fingers gently stroked the inside of Xia Lin'an's arm, causing Xia Lin'an to tremble.

After standing beside the sofa, Fu Yiming's fingers had moved under Xia Lin'an's palm. He squeezed it with a little force, and Xia Lin'an was lifted up by him. With a spun around, her red skirt lifted up, and he held Xia Lin'an in his arms, tightly pressed against his body.

From this moment on, the initiative returned to Fu Yiming.

He placed one big hand on Xia Linan's waist, held hers with one hand, and led her in dancing.

Xia Linan had learned to dance, and the moment Fu Yiming took her up, she reflexively followed his steps and started dancing.

The camera moved up to their clasped hands and focused on the ruby ​​ring on Xia Linan's hand.

The graceful dance steps and charming posture could not obstruct the brilliance of the ring.

Fu Yiming has a clear jawline, and only the lower half of his face is shown in the camera.

The photographer turned around and looked at the director, his eyes seemed to be asking whether he should include Fu Yiming's entire face in the shot.

The director was silent for a moment and shook his head.

Perhaps, leaving a suspense makes the story more intriguing.

Fu Yiming took Xia Linan to one side, and when they were about to get close to the wall, his big hand left Xia Linan's waist, and with the other hand he took her and spun her around in place.

The next moment, Xia Lin'an was pushed against the wall by Fu Yiming. Fu Yiming put one hand on Xia Lin'an's waist and supported himself on the wall with the other hand, with his skin tightly pressed against Xia Lin'an's.

Xia Lin'an was obviously startled by the sudden action. He looked up at him, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes.

Under the thin black shirt, she felt the scorching heat coming from Fu Yiming's body, and her hands couldn't help but shrink.

The camera slowly moved up beside them, stopped at Xia Linan's face, and captured her slight changes in expression.

In the camera, you can see her eyelashes trembling slightly, revealing her nervousness and shyness.

The light was dim and ambiguous, shining on Xia Linan's face, making the originally retro red lip color even more charming.

Fu Yiming's face was hidden in the shadows. Xia Lin'an couldn't see his expression, but she could feel that his eyes were looking at her intently and passionately, and the charming aura from him was getting closer and closer.

Fu Yiming slowly lowered his head towards Xia Lin'an's face, his eyes fixed on her lips. He moved the hand on her waist to her chin and stroked it gently.

Xia Lin'an felt as if the air around her was being taken away. She slightly opened her red lips, trying to breathe more air.

Fu Yiming's gaze deepened and his handsome face slowly approached. Xia Lin'an closed his eyes nervously and his ears turned red.

Was Fu Yiming going to kiss her in front of so many people?

This thought entangled Xia Linan's heart, making her flustered and confused. She was so nervous that her hands at her sides couldn't help but clutch her red skirt.

The photographer immediately noticed this tiny movement and reacted quickly enough to capture it and take a picture of it.

Everyone at the scene held their breath. This scene was just a slight flirtation, and there was not a single line of dialogue throughout. It was entirely eye contact and body language between the hero and heroine, but it made them blush, their hearts beat fast, and their mouths dry.

The director became more and more satisfied the more he watched, and he thought to himself, this time he is going to make a fortune!

He had never met a male and female protagonist who worked so well together before. They acted out the emotional scenes so smoothly that they didn't even need his guidance.

As the ambiguity continued, Fu Yiming noticed the location of the camera and moved his thin lips slightly closer. When he was only two centimeters away from Xia Linan's lips, he stopped.

He dodged and hid behind the camera.

What?!

The people at the scene were stunned. What was going on?

Did the president act out the wrong script?

According to the routine of romantic idol dramas, the male protagonist will definitely kiss the female protagonist at this time!

President, we want to see a kissing scene!

Some of the little fans who hated the president so much that they exploded on the spot, regretting that they didn't rush up and press down the president's head.

However, the director reacted very quickly and slapped his thigh, saying in his heart: Great!

The photographer was stunned for a few seconds, the camera still facing Xia Linan, but he heard the director's instructions in his headphones: "Keep shooting."

“Close-up of the woman’s face.”

The photographer immediately followed with the camera.

Xia Lin'an noticed it the moment Fu Yiming pulled away. She frowned, slowly opened her eyes, and found that Fu Yiming was already standing behind the camera. She was shocked again and again, totally confused as to why it suddenly became like this.

She looked at Fu Yiming blankly, and the latter looked at her deeply, and his suggestive gaze fell on the necklace on her chest.

Xia Lin'an raised her hand and touched her chest in confusion, then looked down. The big ruby ​​pendant and ruby ​​ring complemented each other. She suddenly understood, her eyes became clear again, and she looked up at Fu Yiming.

In the camera, Xia Lin'an's expression was dazed and absent-minded, with doubt in his eyes, and then he regained consciousness.

These subtle changes instantly made the people at the scene understand and sigh.

It turns out that this was all a dream.

A love dream caused by ruby.

So the director understood Fu Yiming's intention the moment he withdrew.

The director believes that as long as this advertising video comes out, all girls will be moved by this story.

"Good!" the director shouted, bringing everyone back to their senses, yet everyone felt a little unsatisfied.

When Fu Yiming heard the director call for stop, he took a step forward. Before Xia Lin'an could react, he lowered his head and lightly kissed her lips, then quickly pulled away.

Fu Yiming's movements were so fast that no one present could see clearly before it was over.

The onlookers shook their heads and sighed again, what a pity.

There was a flash of surprise in Xia Lin'an's eyes.

Fu Yiming said calmly: "I want to tell you that this is not a dream."