"Are you done blowing, Uncle?" Lu Xingzhi's voice was somewhat lazy; she just wanted to lie down on the bed now.
"Zhi Zhi, are you very tired?" Huo Jincheng gently played with her hair and asked.
"It's fine! Not especially tired. Not as exhausting as when shooting National Style before." Lu Xingzhi answered honestly.
Huo Jincheng was satisfied with this answer.
He turned off the hairdryer, threw it on the sofa, and said to Lu Xingzhi, "Don't wear yourself out like this in the future. You can depend on me. There's no need to shoot those commercials. But never mind, as long as you're happy."
Huo Jincheng just felt sorry for her, but he also knew that Lu Xingzhi had an independent mind.
He couldn't force his own wishes on her.
Even if he was her lover, and they were already in a very intimate relationship.
"I won't really wear myself out. It only happens a few times a year, and besides, with more money, I can do charity too." Lu Xingzhi no longer needed to worry about her life.
