Chapter 145

His sharp eyes looked at her from beginning to end.

Seeing that she was wearing pajamas and her hair had not been dried, she asked, "ready to sleep?"

"Mmm..." Wen churan answered righteously.

"Practice well? Are you sure? "

“……”

To tell you the truth, she really has no bottom in her heart.

"Play with Xiao Zhixun... I play every minute..."

This really can't blame her. When practicing, Sheng Zhixun either forgot his words or had facial paralysis. He couldn't drive her at all!

Sheng Shimo took a deep look at her, suddenly crossed her and stepped into the bedroom.

"Give me the script." He stood in the bedroom, giving orders in a cold voice.

Wen churan turned back and looked at him with a surprised look. "Do you want to help me with the play?"

A man who doesn't speak is tantamount to acquiescence.

Wen churanton went to get the script in high spirits and handed it to him.

When in full bloom, Mo sits on the side of the bed with his legs overlapping and his posture is arbitrary.

He hung his eyes and read the script wholeheartedly.

Wen churan sat cross legged in the middle of the bed and stared at him seriously.

After a while, Sheng Shimo raised his head and looked at her quietly, "let's start."

Wen churan nodded, drew a gun and held it on Sheng Shimo's forehead.

Seeing the man's face despised, Wen churan disdained and said, "why don't you... Take out your real gun for fun?"

Sheng Shimo frowned and played with his hands reluctantly according to her appearance.

Finally, Wen churan had to hold his hand and help him.

He has been used to holding a real gun since he was a child. He should not know that there will be such a "gun" in this world, right?

Wen churan recited his lines and his performance was commendable, but he met an opponent as strict as Sheng Shimo.

In the last scene, she fell into his arms and was dying.

Sheng Shimo's eyes drooped slightly, and he could clearly see her exquisite clavicle through the woman's open collar.

And her skin hidden under her pajamas, white and fragrant, with an extremely tender and smooth touch.

Aware of his momentary absence, he immediately looked away.

Wen churan said, "I hate you... But I love you more."

Then he immediately looked at the man with a look of praise? Not bad? "

Who knows when he was in full bloom, Mo was calm and shook his head. "It doesn't feel right."

Wen churan immediately separated from his arms. "Don't you feel right? Why does it feel wrong? "

"The last sentence I love you is what the heroine said before she died. The tone should be to try her best. After all, this is her last confession before she died, and your tone is too lingering and not strong enough."

At that time, Mo analyzed calmly and hit her without hesitation.

But when Wen churan heard this, he suddenly felt quite reasonable.

"Then do it again..."

The result of the second time is still not so ideal. In the final analysis, Wen churan didn't understand the essence of I love you.

In her prime, Mo simply put the script in front of her.

"But I love you more."

The short lines were slowly revealed from the man's mouth, his voice was low, and he tried his best without losing his sentimental voice.

It was clearly a line, but his words seemed to have a fatal attraction.

Wen churan was in a trance.

Whether in previous life or this life, this is the first time that Shengshi Mo told her I love you.

Even if she was just reading her lines, she gently stabbed her heart.

"Repeat."

The man's indifferent command made her suddenly recover.

She took a deep breath and stared at him. "But I love you more."

Sheng Shimo, who tried to be perfect, was still dissatisfied, so he said to her, "but I love you more."