"Let go." She twisted her wrist, but couldn't break free.
Jiang Siyan whispered in her ear, "How could I let anyone else wipe it? You wipe it for me, okay?"
Su Er lifted her eyelids and glared at him with teary eyes: "You're being a pervert!"
Jiang Siyan raised an eyebrow. "So this is what you call being a hooligan? What about that night in the car..."
Su Er recalled that drunken night; how could she say such things out loud! She still had some self-respect!
Su Er hurriedly covered his mouth, "Don't say it! I'll wipe it for you."
After wiping the cloth on Jiang Siyan's legs until it was half dry, Su Er was truly awake this time.
She sat up straight, took out her notebook from her bag, and began to write.
When she's quiet, the little girl exudes a strong scholarly air, like a well-read young lady from ancient times.
Her pleasant scent kept wafting into his nose, and Jiang Siyan couldn't help but sigh, realizing that as he got older, his self-control was failing him.
He lost interest in staring at the cold, hard documents and leaned closer to brush a strand of hair from her face. "What are you writing? You're working so hard."
Su Er's handwriting is very beautiful; even with a pen, it's easy to see that she has a foundation in calligraphy.
Su Er didn't even look up and said, "It's a character profile. The audition is coming up soon. I haven't played this kind of role before, so I need to do more research so I don't blunder when the time comes."
Jiang Siyan thought for a moment and asked casually, "Was it for this that you went to Tang Yonghao's gathering last time?"
The pen paused for a moment, and Su Er nodded and hummed in agreement.
Jiang Siyan lightly flicked her rounded earlobe and casually asked, "You really want to play this role?"
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