I Only Love You In The Whole Wide World

Xia Changyue bit her lip in annoyance.

If he knew that today’s scene was based on their experience of dating back then, would he ask her for copyright fees?

The copyright fee is second, in case he gets angry...

Thinking of the look in his eyes just now, Xia Changyue's heart throbbed and throbbed. He didn't dare to follow him, so he could only hide by the camera and play dead.

But she wanted to pretend to be dead, but some people refused.

"Scriptwriter Xia, Chi Shao said about the scene just now. He didn't see it very clearly. Let you go over and explain it to him." Jin Tezhu quickly walked towards Xia Changyue and reminded respectfully.

"..." Xia Changyue chuckled in his heart.

He really saw it.

With a feeling of seeing death at home, Xia Changyue stretched out his hand and pulled his coat, passed the special assistant Jin, and walked towards the rest shed.

A temporary rest shed is not as good as the filming base of the crew.

The lounge here has only a few chairs and a small table with fruit plates and tea.

Yan Chengchi's body is comparable to a supermodel, so he sits firmly on the chair, his slender legs overlapped lazily, looking from a distance, the chair looks extremely small.

Hearing footsteps, Yan Chengchi raised his head and looked at her.

Deep black eyes, like a torch, stared at her palm-sized face, and the corners of her mouth evoked a palpable arc.

Xia Changyue's scalp was numb when he saw him, and just about to step back, the director had already greeted her.

"Scriptwriter Xia, come sit down, Chi Shao likes the scene just now, and wants you to tell him about your creative inspiration."

"..." Xia Changyue couldn't walk even more when he heard the director's words.

The inspiration for her creation is not the people who sit there and listen to the story...

"I remember the director has something to do? It is enough to have Xia screenwriter tell me the script, you are busy with you." Yan Chengchi raised the tea cup on the table and opened his lips casually.

"Then I'll go out first." Without a word, the director stood up, and when he walked to the door, he reminded Xia Changyue not to neglect Yan Chengchi.

Xia Changyue had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk in.

Looking at Yan Chengchi's expressionless handsome face, she couldn't guess what he was thinking.

Can't she really tell him about the creative inspiration?

"I thought you should have something to explain to me." Yan Chengchi rubbed the rim of the cup with a long finger, his thin lips opened slightly, and he paused every word.

"..." It's over, he really came to Xingshi to inquire!

Xia Changyue frowned with anxiety.

Explain, how to explain?

If she apologized directly, would she not die so miserably?

But their love relationship is not his alone. She adapted her own experience into a story, and she did not name her by name. Why did she apologize to him?

"I don't know how to say it?" Yan Chengchi moved the direction of the cup, slowly lowered his overlapping legs, and stood up.

The stalwart body took a step forward, and the tight breath immediately enveloped Xia Changyue's petite body.

The courage she had finally brewed just now disappeared instantly.

Kun straightened his neck and said, "No, isn't it just a scene, what do you want me to say?"

"A scene?" Yan Chengchi's eyes sank, stretched out his hand to pinch her small chin, lowered his head to her ear, gritted his teeth, "Our past is just a scene in your eyes? Then tell me, When you wrote this scene, who was in your mind?!"