The return of the rich and powerful family

After the passion faded away, Shen Qingxi only felt very tired and her eyelids became heavy.She nestled in Lu Jingxing's arms, chose the most comfortable position, and soon fell asleep.

This sleep lasted until the next morning, when Lu Jingxing woke her up.

"Qingxi, wake up." Lu Jingxing sat on the edge of the bed, and while waking her up, lowered his head and pecked her lips a few times.

Shen Qingxi lazily moved her body a few times, looking like she wanted to stay in bed, "Sleepy, I'll sleep for a while."

"Hey, get up and eat, if you don't get up, you'll be late for filming." Lu Jingxing coaxed her patiently and half picked her up from the bed.

Shen Qingxi sat on the bed, her body was still leaning softly on him, she rubbed her eyes with the back of her hand, she finally felt a little more energetic.

For breakfast, Lu Jingxing cooked vegetable porridge, as well as soft egg custard and cold vegetables.

After Shen Qingxi simply washed up, he sat down to have breakfast with him.

Shen Qingxi was a bit picky about food, picked out what she didn't like, and put it into Lu Jingxing's bowl.

"Bad habit." Lu Jingxing said dotingly to her, and then ate all the dishes she picked out.

After breakfast, Lu Jingxing drove Shen Qingxi to the set.

Shen Qingxi was just recovering from a serious illness, and the shooting content scheduled for the first day was not much.

Director Xu also personally asked about Shen Qingxi's physical condition, and asked the chef to prepare lunch for Shen Qingxi alone, paying attention to all taboos.

"Go make up first." Director Xu probably felt a little guilty, but now he has a very good attitude towards Shen Qingxi.

Shen Qingxi walked into the dressing room and sat in front of the makeup mirror.The makeup of modern dramas is not as cumbersome as that of ancient costume dramas. Shen Qingxi changed into a plaid sarong with a slightly vintage feel, and the makeup artist was helping her comb her hair.Two braids and a red plaid bow tie of the same color as the skirt. Although a bit rustic, Shen Qingxi still looks youthful and beautiful.

After combing her hair, the makeup artist was touching up the makeup on Shen Qingxi's face. At this time, someone knocked on the door of the dressing room. Wei Ran pushed the door open and walked in, holding two cups of milk tea in her hand.

"The assistant bought too much, I'll give it to you to drink." Wei Ran put the milk tea cup on the dressing table in front of Shen Qingxi.

"Thank you Aunt Wei." Shen Qingxi said politely.

Wei Ran smiled and nodded, and stood beside Shen Qingxi.She looked at Shen Qingxi in the mirror, wearing the clothes that belonged to their youth, and in a daze, she seemed to see the former Qin Ke, so brilliant and bright.

"Seeing you, I suddenly realized that I am really old." Wei Ran said with emotion.

"You are not old at all, you are magnificent, and you are the goddess in everyone's mind." Shen Qingxi replied with a smile.

"Little mouth is so sweet, no wonder Jing Xing likes you." Wei Ran said again.

Wei Ran's words inexplicably reminded Shen Qingxi of what happened yesterday, after Lu Jingxing finished his sweet words, he let her taste how sweet his mouth was.

Shen Qingxi's mind was full of images of them kissing affectionately, his cheeks blushed uncontrollably, and he lowered his head slightly to conceal his blushing and heartbeat at this moment.

Because Shen Qingxi lowered his head slightly and was thinking about his own thoughts, he didn't notice Wei Ran's movements behind him.

Wei Ran raised her hand, caressingly touched Shen Qingxi's head, and then, while Shen Qingxi was distracted, very quickly and neatly tore off a few strands of Shen Qingxi's hair.

Shen Qingxi only felt a pain in the scalp being pulled, subconsciously exclaimed, "Oh."

"Sorry, the watch scratched your hair, are you okay?" Wei Ran said apologetically.

"It's okay." Shen Qingxi rubbed the painful place, but didn't delve into it.

At this time, Shen Qingxi had no defense against Wei Ran, and would never have thought that Wei Ran had some other purpose, so he deliberately tore off her hair.

Wei Ran's arm was hanging on the side, and the few strands of hair that were just torn off were hidden in her palm, really unnoticed.

"The next scene will be your play, right?" Wei Ran asked.

"En." Shen Qingxi nodded.

"Then you film well, I won't bother you anymore." After Wei Ran finished speaking, she turned and left with a smile.

She walked out of Shen Qingxi's dressing room, returned to her own lounge, and directly put a few strands of hair into a transparent bag.Then, hand it over to the assistant.

"Qin Ke's sample was delivered yesterday. You go and take this to Director Qiao."

"Understood." The assistant took the transparent bag, put it in the handbag, and went out.