Chapter 1283 The Way to Stop Her From Talking Is to Kiss Her

Putting down her cell phone, Mrs. Yue complained to Xia Anlan: "This crew really doesn't care about the actors' health at all. It's still filming at what time it is."

Xia Anlan reached out and pulled Mrs. Yue into his arms and sat on his lap: "Yes, we need to introduce a policy later. Actors work the same as regular employees, eight hours a day."

"Then you have to remember that filming is hard work and you have to work for such long hours. What if a little girl like Qingsi gets exhausted?"

Xia Anlan nodded: "Don't worry, I remember..."

Mrs. Yue asked him: "Are you done?"

"Well, now that we're done, let's go back and sleep."

"good!"

Returning to the bedroom and lying down, Mrs. Yue always felt, eh, why do I feel that this is wrong?

That's right, it's just wrong. After talking to Qingsi, her thoughts were disrupted and she forgot to ask, what were they talking about?

Mrs. Yue turned to face Xia Anlan. He had closed his eyes and seemed to have fallen into a light sleep.

She hesitated for a while, then pushed Xia Anlan: "What on earth are you telling Qingsi? Who are you not telling about what? Are you talking about me?"

Xia Anlan closed her eyes and said, "Of course not, be good, sleep."

"No, I think you are hiding something from me?"

Xia Anlan hugged Mrs. Yue: "Really not..."

Mrs. Yue scratched his chest twice: "And that number? Whose number is it? Why isn't it the one with black hair? Who did you call?"

Xia Anlan opened his eyes and sighed. He sat up and asked Mrs. Yue very seriously: "Are you not sleepy anymore?"

Mrs. Yue nodded: "Yes, I woke up in the middle, so it's not easy to fall asleep."

She had slept for several hours and was in good spirits now, so she wanted to know what was going on?

Xia Anlan: "Just right."

"Just right? What's wrong?"

Xia Anlan suddenly pushed Mrs. Yue down: "Just in time, we can do business."

"You... um..." Mrs. Yue's mouth was gagged, and she patted Xia Anlan on the shoulder. I want to ask you about the phone call, not to kiss me.

Xia Anlan grabbed Mrs. Yue's hand, raised it above her head, and pressed it on the pillow. With her other hand, she quickly took off her pajamas.

In order to prevent Mrs. Yue from continuing to ask about the phone call, Xia Anlan felt that this method was the simplest and most direct solution.

Just don't let her speak. It's better to make her confused and unable to think clearly.

The temperature in the room rose rapidly. Of course, Mrs. Yue couldn't ask anymore. She wanted to ask, but unfortunately... she had to have time and energy to ask.

After tossing and turning several times, Mrs. Yue finally got tired, closed her eyes and wanted to sleep.

Before she fell asleep, she was still thinking, no... I'll ask again tomorrow. It felt like something was wrong.

Seeing that he and his wife were sleeping, Xia Anlan breathed a sigh of relief and finally fell asleep. He had to go out quickly before dawn when she didn't wake up, otherwise he would be stopped by her, and he was afraid that he would tell her if he couldn't bear it.

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The car returned to the town and stopped at the entrance of the inn. Yan Qingsi asked about the cruise time.

Youyou told her: "It's 5 o'clock in the morning."

Yan Qingsi took a deep breath. It was five o'clock in the morning, but this day, it seemed that it was not going to light up yet.

She said: "Soon."

"Yeah, it's almost..."

It's daybreak, and he, who can't stand in the sun, should disappear.