Chapter 31: A Little Interest
He Shuibei said to think about it, but Shen Ye didn't come to disturb her, let alone influence or interfere with her decision.
It's still just a message to her as usual and a few words to talk about what you have.
He Shuibei got along well with Su Yan in the crew, and it was impossible to say that he would return to the intimacy of the past.
The crumpled white paper can't be as good as ever, and the broken friendship can't be repaired.
It's just a contact at work.,When you take a break, you're busy with your own things in the lounge.。
And Su Yan, as the hottest traffic flower at present, has a lot of endorsements and activities, and the group is shooting on her time.
It's a lot of hard work.
Liang Chaodui said that she was a desperate third mother, and she only slept four or five hours a day.
He Shuibei listened in twos and threes, and didn't pay much attention.
On this day, she and Ye Linghe had a night confession scene, and the script marked that there was a kissing scene.
Ye Linghe communicated with her in advance, she could borrow a position or be a false focus, so that the two of them didn't have to really kiss.
After all, the two movies made by He Shuibei did not have intimate scenes.
He Shuibei replied: "Listen to the director's arrangement, I don't have so many requirements. ”
The director knows too well what young people like to watch now, and asks him to be really close, not to borrow a seat and not to be focused.
If you treat everything as work, kissing seems to become a business, not to mention just lip to lip.
Ye Linghe was very professional, he just put his lips on her lips and didn't take advantage of her.
When the director called out for the card, he patted her on the head and said, "I'm sorry." ”
He Shuibei quickly came out of the state in the play, and replied to Ye Linghe with a smile: "It's okay." ”
When He Shuibei walked from under the tree to the director's studio, he found that among the few people standing in the director's studio, there was Shen Ye.
She was so focused on the play just now that she didn't notice Shen Ye at all, and when she walked over, she heard him talking to the producer about work.
He didn't look at her, his expression was faint, and he couldn't see the emotion.
He Shuibei also retracted his gaze and walked to Director Li's side.
Director Li was more satisfied with He Shuibei's performance and said: "Xiaoshui, the last few scenes have been filmed well. Later, you and Ling He will make up a few more shots. ”
"Director Li and Teacher Ye taught well." He Shuibei naturally will not be complacent in front of his predecessors.
Her state is indeed much better than when she first joined the group, thanks to the support of the director and rival actors and her own understanding.
The next few sets of shots are quite intimate.
When she came down from the play again, she didn't see Shen Ye again, and she probably left.
When she got her mobile phone from the life assistant arranged for her by the crew, she saw the WeChat sent by Shen Ye half an hour ago.
He said, "North Gate."
The little assistant said: "Xiaoshui, the driver is already waiting for you at the east gate, and I will pick you up at ten o'clock tomorrow morning to put on makeup." ”
"I still have something to do, go back by yourself, you go back with the driver's car."
The artist's private life assistant didn't ask much, nodded and went to clean up.
In the cool autumn night, He Shuibei put on a long knitted sweater, put on a hat and a mask, and walked towards the north gate with his head down.
When he came out of the north gate, there were a lot of cars parked on both sides of the road, and when He Shuibei took out his mobile phone and was about to send a message to Shen Ye, a black business car slowly drove over.
It's either Shen Ye's Bentley, or a low-key black Mercedes-Benz.
But He Shuibei saw that it was Shen Ye's driver in the driver's seat.
She put away her phone and pulled the door open as the car stopped next to her.
As soon as she closed the car door, He Shuibei was shrouded in a shadow, and the familiar agarwood incense mixed with the faint smell of tobacco invaded her nose.
Shen Ye's kiss came suddenly.
Pulling down her mask, he grabbed her lips precisely in the dimly lit car, his lips and teeth running over hers, sucking on her lips, biting lightly.
He Shuibei was stunned for two seconds, and then reached out to push Shen Ye with a slow reaction.
The hand that pushed his chest was clasped by his wrist and pressed against his chest.
The man's powerful heartbeat was clearly transmitted through the shirt to her palm, vibrating her hand.
Shake, her heart.
When she hooked her tongue, Shen Ye let go of her.
The tip of his nose was against hers, and he asked in a low voice: "Did you kiss like this just now?" ”
No.
Because she responded to Shen Ye's kiss.
He Shuibei naturally didn't answer, and pushed him away.
He didn't have much strength at this time, and as soon as He Shuibei pushed it, he pushed it away.
With a red face, he said, "Shen Ye, what are you doing?" ”
Fortunately, there were no lights in the car, and the street lights were not bright enough, so I couldn't see that she was even red at the base of her ears.
The man chuckled lowly and asked, "You don't know what I'm doing, so why don't you try again?" ”
He Shuibei felt that he was playing a scoundrel, obviously what she wanted to ask was why he suddenly kissed him.
Oh, there is an answer too, because he saw her kissing Ye Linghe in the play.
But that's all acting......
Shen Ye put his hand on her hand, played with her fingers, and said, "You've been thinking about it for seven or eight days, should I ask for a little interest?" ”
It seemed that Shen Ye was sure that she would definitely agree.
However, she did not withdraw her hand, and replied: "I didn't say that I would agree, whether there is 'interest' or not has to be said separately." ”
"There will be a way to get you to say yes."
"Didn't you promise me to think about it?" In the end, it will still be her decision?
The one who played tricks, Shen Ye thought it was He Shuibei.
He said, "If I don't come to you, can you think about it for a year and a half, or three and a half years?" ”
Shen Ye's hand changed from playing with her fingers to holding her hand in the palm of his hand.
The big palm wrapped around her little hand, as if she didn't want to let go anymore, "It's okay, you can think slowly, don't rush to give me an answer." ”
He Shuibei: "......" is estimated to be on Shen Ye's side, and there is only one answer.
Halfway through the car, He Shuibei realized that this was not the way back to her hotel.
It's like going in the direction of Shen Ye's house.
She asked, "Where to go?" ”
"Green Mansion."
It's really Shen Ye's home.
He Shuibei felt that he was crazy, even if they had known each other since childhood, but was this progress too fast?
"I'm going back to the hotel, and I'm going to start work at ten o'clock tomorrow."
Shen Ye keenly read the connotation of her words and asked, "Just don't start work?" ”
She didn't mean that, and obviously felt that she was inferior in words, and she was cranky by Shen Ye's three or two sentences.
Seeing that she was about to withdraw her hand, Shen Ye said seriously: "It's inconvenient for you to stay in a hotel all the time, it's a mixture." I see that there is a rental apartment in the Green Mansion, and I am more relieved that you live there. ”
But she thought too much, and she didn't know whether to agree or refuse for a while.
Shen Ye squeezed her hand, and asked with a little smile in his voice, "Then what do you think I will do if I take you to Luti, huh?" ”
His tail note is upturned, tickling people's hearts.