The Buddhist Girl Transmigrated Into a Book

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But it was impossible to have good luck all the time, right?

It was better to give the director a little warning first.
She knew how much she weighed.
So the higher the director’s expectations, the greater the disappointment.

“Director, I actually don’t know how to act,” Gu Mian was sincere, but the director only thought she was humble.

He said earnestly, “Xiao Gu, being too modest isn’t good.
Everyone can see your acting skills.
There is no need to be so humble.”

He waved his hand to Gu Mian impatiently, beckoned her to hurry up and pick up Xiao Ruan.

No one believed Gu Mian when she said the truth, she just felt tired and didn’t bother to explain anything.
Anyway, she would be able to say it with facts later.

Everything was ready and the ninth scene was officially filmed.

Gu Mian stood by the bed while holding the little fox in her arms.
She squeezed its small paws, then gently touched its head and then scratched its chin, playing with the little fox.
She forgot they were filming for a while.
After a while, the assistant came up directly and took the little fox from Gu Mian’s arms, who had been quiet and cooperative.
Only then did she remember that she was still on the crew.

Then Lou Che, wearing an unbuttoned white shirt with a bare chest, walked slowly towards Gu Mian.

Light-colored moonlight poured in quietly from the window, two red candles in the room burned quietly and Lou Che’s face became more hazy and beautiful under the shadow of the ambiguous candlelight.

The pale crescent between his eyebrows, under the warm red candlelight, looked more beautiful.
Obviously he was very cold, which seemed to have added a sentimental feeling to him.

After Lou Che came over, he sat directly on the bed.

His long legs posed casually and his posture was lazy.

The director reminded her loudly from the side, “Gu Mian, fall down into Lou Che’s arms.”

Gu Mian heard it and slowly fell down facing Lou Che’s position.

At present, the shape of his pectoral muscles was particularly attractive, but Gu Mian’s mood hadn’t fluctuated.

She clearly knew that this was Xue Guiwan’s person, not hers.
Although Xue Guiwan should still be preparing to participate in the talent show, she would appear sooner or later.

So the director’s worries were unnecessary.

There was no obvious fluctuation in Gu Mian’s expression until the little fox jumped out of her assistant’s arms and then ran straight to her.

A flash of astonishment flashed across Gu Mian’s face.

What was wrong with the little fox?