2058,You Are My Wife
At the back door of the theater, Old Master Yu sensibly led Yu Xiao to find seats, while Yu Lingqian and Mu Anran also left first, leaving only Lin Guanguan and Mu Shaojing in the car.
Lin Guanguan was nervously rehearsing her lines with the script still in her arms.
She occasionally clenched her fists, looking very tense.
Mu Shaojing stared at her for quite a while: it's often said that people are most beautiful when they are serious, but Lin Guanguan's nervousness made him furrow his brow.
After a long silence, he suddenly pressed the seat button.
"Ah!"
Under Lin Guanguan's surprised cry, the entire seat reclined completely.
The script in her hand flew out directly.
"Ah, my script…" As Lin Guanguan was preparing to sit up and gather the papers, Mu Shaojing unexpectedly pressed her down again.
The sudden proximity of his handsome face and deep gaze made her breathing halt.
"Shaojing, what are you doing…"
