"The sunset is just right now, let's start shooting now!" Picanth looked at the sky and beckoned, "Ruan go to the balcony on the second floor, Lu, you are going to build a ladder in the backyard on the first floor." ”

"Remember, I want romance! Romantic! Picans laughed and cried out, "Oh, young man, enjoy love!" What a beautiful age, what a beautiful love! ”

Ruan Tang was amused by the director's exaggerated description, she got up and went upstairs, and the long skirt on her body outlined a graceful outline.

"The first shot of the seventh game, Action!"

Ay sat on a wicker chair on the balcony, with the locked door behind her.

She had been found for a month, and her father, in a fit of rage, shut her in the door and forbade her to go out until the engagement feast was held.

She had a cold black tea in her hand, the girl's makeup was light, and her eyes seemed to have shallow worry.

Just as she wanted to get up and enter the house, there was a sudden sound of rustling downstairs, and the girl was slightly stunned, and stood up blankly and looked at the small garden below.

Just as she reached the edge of the balcony, the man suddenly poked his head out, and there were still some leaves on the top of his hair, and he seemed to be startled by the girl who suddenly approached, and leaned back slightly, seeing that he was about to fall unsteadily.

The staff below were also taken aback, but even though Picans stopped the people who wanted to shout, his eyes stared at the monitor screen without blinking, waiting for the next move of the two.

Ruan Tang was startled, and subconsciously reached out to wrap his neck, and the distance between the two instantly narrowed, and the forehead and nose were almost close together.

The man suddenly hooked his lips and smiled, his eyes were delicate and gentle, he leaned forward gently, and a gentle kiss fell on the girl's delicate lips.

Ruan Tang's pupils dilated slightly, and before he could react, Lu Zhaoci propped up his hands and turned over directly onto the balcony.

"You ......"

"Shhhhh ”

Aye froze in place, her expression gradually changing from confusion to surprise, and from surprise to faint shyness.

The man withdrew his fingers, took out a small box from his pocket, and knelt down on one knee in front of the girl: "I'm sorry, I'm late." ”

The blue gem reflected the brilliance of the setting sun, and Ay lowered her eyebrows and gently took the small velvet box.

The man stood up, put on the necklace for her, and held the girl's cheeks in both hands, and his eyes seemed to contain infinite affection.

In an atmosphere with a faint warm breeze and the scent of roses, he whispered softly.

"I love you."

One kiss, two people, as if occupying the whole world.

"Camera reshoot!" Picans shouted, "Don't move! Hold this position! Now start cutting the vista! The stylist tidies up the heroine's skirt! ”

Hearing the director say not to move, the two of them really didn't dare to move, maintaining a posture where their lips fit together, their eyes were forced to face each other, and they quickly staggered, and an indescribable sense of shame gradually spread.

In this situation, time is infinitely extended, every minute and every second makes people feel extremely tormented, Ruan Tang can only feel the temperature on her lips hot, her heartbeat is also accelerating, she closes her eyes in self-abandonment, and lets this ambiguous feeling spread in her heart.