"Why bring up something you shouldn't talk about?" Luo Shimiao put down her right hand, went around to the man's back, and pinched his waist hard.
"Hiss~" The pain in her waist made Gu Nian gasp: "Miao Miao, it hurts. If you want to give me hickeys, I'll do it for you while I'm lying in bed. Pinching them by hand is too tiring."
"You won't learn your lesson unless it hurts."
Five or six minutes later, Aunt Lin brought up two bowls of shrimp porridge.
"Have some porridge to fill your stomach first, then you can eat dinner later."
"Thank you, Aunt Lin." Luo Shimiao scooped up a spoonful of porridge, blew on it, and put it in her mouth, her pretty face beaming with a satisfied smile.
"So delicious!"
She glanced at the two of them and whispered, "The cleaning is almost done, so we won't have to eat in the room anymore."
Gu Nian: "Aunt Lin, please stop teasing us and give us some face."
"Okay, okay, I won't say anything more." She smiled and walked out of the room, but as the door closed, a sentence drifted in.
"Those little pants are really unique. I'll buy a few pairs for my son to wear in the summer. With so many little holes, they must be very breathable."
Gu Nian: "........."
Luo Shimiao: ".............."
......
At exactly 2 p.m., Luo Shimiao got into the car that came to pick her up, and a look of surprise flashed in her eyes when she saw the person inside.
"Why are you all here too?"
Makeup artist Sun Xuesong held a makeup brush in his hand, smiling as he stared intently at her.
Stylist Liang Heng was also watching her, the comb in his hand worn smooth and shiny.
Luo Shimiao crossed her arms and said, "Don't look at me like that. I don't remember owing you any wages."
"Hmph!" Liang Heng twisted his shoulder and said, "Last time you said you'd come to the studio for makeup, but you stood us up!"
Sun Xuesong: "That day, Xiao Heng and I arrived at the studio half an hour early, but we waited and waited until you appeared in the live broadcast room with a bare face."
"We're so bored of being in the studio all the time, we're practically sprouting leaves on our heads. You don't go to the studio, and you won't let us come with you, it's so boring, so we had to carry you here on our backs."
"I didn't go because I thought it was too much trouble," Luo Shimiao said, touching her nose sheepishly. "Besides, I look pretty even without makeup, so I don't need to wear any."
Lin Mai turned to look at her colleagues who had been holding back for a long time and said, "Boss, don't blame them for coming over without telling us. They were actually 'kicked out' by the other colleagues."
"Why?" Little Green, hiding inside Luo Shimiao's cotton-padded coat, poked her head out and asked curiously.
"Because they were bored and spent all day messing with other colleagues' faces and hair, they got fed up and dragged them downstairs and stuffed them into the car."
Liang Heng retorted in a low voice, "No way, don't exaggerate."
Sun Xuesong opened her makeup bag, took out the cosmetics inside, and said, "Alright, alright, you've finished complaining. Let's get back to work."
While the car was in motion, Luo Shimiao was constantly being fussed over by the two men, and her makeup and hairstyle were perfectly completed just one minute before they arrived at the meeting point.
Luo Shimiao saw Lai Meiqi and Yao Bin standing downstairs, opened the car door and got out.
“You guys are always faster than me, making it seem like I’m acting like a big shot.”
When Lai Meiqi saw Luo Shimiao with full makeup, she raised her hand to cover her eyes and said, "Oh my, where did this fairy come from? She's so beautiful that she's blinded me. I desperately need a fairy's kiss to restore my sight."
"You're so funny." She walked over and put her arm around Lai Meiqi's slender waist.
Just then, Zheng Xiaopeng, surrounded by a crowd of admirers, came out of the office building. Seeing that they had all arrived, he said with a smile, "My company is on the 19th floor. Come over for tea sometime."
Luo Shimiao looked up at the building and said, "So this is your hideout."
"I'll take you up to see my antique-style office another day. Once you're inside, you definitely won't want to leave so soon."
Yao Bin extended his left hand, placing his thumb on his middle finger, and said, "I've done some calculations, and today isn't a good day for work. How about we move today's live stream to your office, where we can all enjoy some tea and chat?"
Zheng Xiaopeng clenched his fist and punched him in the chest: "What do you mean you can't work? I think you just don't want to work!"
"Hehe~" He chuckled, rubbing his chest.
"You guys take the last car. The broadcast will start in ten minutes. We're starting early today to launch a surprise attack."
Lai Meiqi said quietly, "Director Zheng, are you planning to not even let our travel time go by?"
"This is a great opportunity for you to interact with your fans. Chatting with fans more will help solidify your fanbase. Nowadays, fans switch allegiances at an astonishing speed. Today they're calling you 'husband' or 'wife,' but tomorrow they'll be calling another celebrity."
Yao Bin walked quickly to the seven-seater car parked at the very back, and turned around to see the director talking incessantly with his mouth opening and closing.
"Meiqi, Shimiao, get in the car." She opened the car door and gestured for them to get in.
Luo Shimiao picked at his ear and said, "Director Zheng, you can recite even more than Tang Sanzang!" After saying that, he pulled Meiqi to get into the car.
"Oh right, wait for my WeChat notification. I'll announce the start of the live stream in the group, and then you guys turn on your sports meet cameras," Zheng Xiaopeng called out to their retreating figures.
She raised her hand and gave an OK sign without turning her head.
After the three people got into the car and fastened their seat belts, the driver started the car and drove ahead, passing the two cars in front.
Lai Meiqi looked at the action camera, and her eyes met unintentionally in the rearview mirror, causing her to catch her breath for a second.
Leaning closer to Luo Shimiao sitting beside her, she covered her mouth with her left hand and said in a very low voice, "Shimiao, this driver's eyes are so scary. He gives me a sinister feeling that he's not a good person."
Luo Shimiao subconsciously looked towards the driver, but she couldn't see anything from her perspective.
He replied softly, "It's nothing, he probably just looks a bit fierce."
"Uh-huh."
Five minutes later, Luo Shimiao noticed that the driver had turned from the main road onto a side road and asked in confusion, "Sir, why don't you take the main road?"
The driver opened his mouth and made a hoarse sound: "The road ahead is often congested at this time, so I take the back road to save time."
“I’ve lived in Kyoto for almost twenty years and people call me a living map. Don’t worry, I’ll definitely take you to your destination.”
"Hmm." She responded casually, thinking that the people invited by the production team were generally not problematic, so she didn't pay any attention to it.
Lai Meiqi recalled his gaze, and now hearing his voice again, her lips twitched. How could someone with such a gaze be paired with such a hoarse voice? It was just too incongruous.
Yao Bin sat behind them, and as soon as he got on the bus, he pulled up his hat and went to sleep.
The car drove for a few more minutes.
The cell phones in the pockets of the three people all chimed simultaneously.
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