The purple shirt was left loose around his waist after he toyed with it, creating many wrinkles in the fabric. Bao Ye eyed it coldly, and Jiang Ruan felt a fire burning in her heart.
What does it mean to do kissing scenes but not C scenes?
She had never filmed a C scene with anyone.
His words were so vile.
But then she remembered she was the one who started it, having sworn not to do any kissing scenes, yet here she was, filming one again.
Jiang Ruan took a deep breath.
She reached out and hooked her arms around his neck, leaned down, and slowly moved closer to him, her thick eyelashes fluttering like a butterfly.
Bao Ye's eyes were calm and steady, staring straight at her as she approached until her soft red lips pressed against his thin lips, and his calm heart was no longer calm.
His breathing became heavier, his fingers hanging casually by his thigh trembled slightly.
