I really don't want to be a villain

Chapter 59
Lu Qiming was holding a cup of milk tea, sipping on it, and asked vaguely, "Brother Yan, did Chun Riqian take a makeup photo? Why don't I remember this in the recent schedule."

Yan Heng flipped through the script in his hand, and replied calmly, "I didn't shoot it, Director Xing must have forgotten it."

"Okay." She blinked her eyes lightly, looked at the pearl milk tea she had already drank in her hand, and then at the untouched coconut milk tea beside Yan Heng's hand.

Although coconut milk tea is not her favorite, she can accept it reluctantly. "Brother Yan, do you want to keep in shape?!"

"Well, the requirements for this scene are quite high." As he spoke, Yan Heng raised his hand to pick up the milk tea, before it could be brought to his lips, he was interrupted by Lu Qiming's loud shout.

"Brother Yan, keep the milk tea for me!" Under Yan Heng's burning gaze, she silently shrank back on the sofa. "Brother Yan, if you want to keep in shape, why don't you drink milk tea?"

If I had known earlier, she shouldn't have brought Yan Heng with milk tea.Have two drinks by yourself, are you uncomfortable? !

Yan Heng raised his eyes and saw Lu Qiming's longing eyes, and he understood that he was greedy again with her. "It's okay, I'm easy to lose weight, and I won't gain weight after drinking."

Lu Qiming choked, "Then I'll go back first, and I won't bother you, Brother Yan."

After speaking, she prepared to leave in despair.Unexpectedly, Yan Heng's voice suddenly sounded behind him, "I don't like drinking coconut, you can drink it."

She made three steps in parallel, turned around and rushed to Yan Heng's side, holding the milk tea firmly in her arms.She looked at the milk tea in her hand, smiled and rolled her eyes, "Then thank you Brother Yan!"

"Well, don't leave tonight." Yan Heng chuckled, put down the script in his hand, and tilted his head to look at her.

The young man's eyes were deep and bright, reflecting her small figure, and his voice and tone were extremely gentle, a bit like a male radio anchor.

But don't go away tonight, how can Yan Heng say it? ? ?
Lu Qiming's small head was full of doubts.Why did he keep himself here?Interested in yourself?That is obviously impossible.

The only possibility is... to maintain his relationship.

While her mind was turning countless times, Yan Heng said again, "Play with me."

"..." She was thinking too much. A steely straight man like Yan Heng, what else does he have in his eyes besides his own career?

Lu Qiming sighed, "Okay, but Brother Yan, aren't you afraid of being criticized?"

Yan Heng stretched his arms and pulled her to his side, "I live with my girlfriend, is there any problem?"

His voice paused, and then he smiled a little, "Or, do you want to be justified? For example, upgrade to become a hidden married wife?"

Lu Qiming had a cold face, "Brother Yan, it's time for a show."

As she spoke, she picked up the script, "Where do I start?"

Yan Heng was helpless, "Let's start with the childhood sweetheart, I guess you will have a better feeling."

As for what Yan Heng meant, she secretly rolled her eyes in her heart, but she was too lazy to argue with Yan Heng. "A Ming, why do you like peach blossoms?"

Yan Heng gently stroked her head, "Because peach blossoms bloom in spring, and spring is a very beautiful season."

Lu Qiming took a sip of the milk tea, and continued to read without emotion, "Then—Why do you like me, Ah Ming?"

"What does Bing'er think?" Yan Heng leaned over and pinched her face, his eyes fixed on her tightly, under the gentleness, it seemed that a storm was brewing.

(End of this chapter)