"Fu Sichen, you're wrong, the lines aren't like this."
Lines???
The crew looked at each other, wondering what the little couple was up to.
Director observed the movement of several pairs in real time: "Jiang Mian's group, don't make noise yet, keep listening."
They too were curious as to what the couple was doing.
Fu Sichen's voice was low and clear: "No, it's exactly like this."
[Holy crap, I'm going to get pregnant]
[His voice really sounds amazing, President Fu's voice is several notches lower at night than during the day, so sexy it kills!!]
"What the heck!!" Jiang Mian's high-pitched tone came from the room, with a petulant and coquettish air: "The script says to sit on the sofa and chat over drinks, what do you mean by pinning me to the bed?"
The crew felt a "thump" in their hearts, worried they were about to walk in on something they shouldn't...
Barrage comments from online friends blew up the chat in protective mode.
[I just love to watch this ahhh!!!]
