Fu Shiqin looked at her careless expression and tone, and his heart was even more blocked.

His brother and his sister-in-law fall in love and are jealous of each other. It's fun to be jealous here. He can only sour himself to death.

Ling Jiao took care of her costume and whispered.

"If you are jealous, don't affect my work."

"I try." Fu Shiqin smiled.

Ling Jiao is resting and reciting the lines of the next play. Lin Mo comes with his assistant.

"It's cold in the evening. I asked the assistant to stew the sweet soup of Tremella. Would you like some?"

Lingjiao hasn't spoken yet. Fu Shiqin has said it first.

"He has to keep his weight under control recently. He doesn't eat at night, especially sweet things."

His boyfriend is still here. He is blind and can't see. He also came here to pay homage.

Ling Jiao gave him a strange look and smiled politely.

"Thank you for your kindness. I really don't want to eat these days."

"It's OK to eat just a little, it's so cold, it's warmer to drink a little," Limmer said with a smile

Lingjiao holds her warm handbag and shakes her head firmly.

"No, you can eat it yourself."

Limmer's assistant met and followed suit.

"Elder sister Ling Jiao, brother Lin saw that you were too cold yesterday, and told me to cook today."

Fu Shiqin looked at Ling Jiao and said with a smile.

"If you don't have enough to eat, just give it to me. I'm not full for dinner."

It's special. When he's here, it's the air.

Limo smiled twice, and out of his hat he asked the assistant to pour him a bowl.

Fu Shiqin took over and said to Lingjiao's assistant.

"Give her ginger soup, keep out the cold, and you won't get fat."

And when he had finished speaking, he took up the soup of Tremella that Rimmer had sent.

Lingjiao takes over the thermos cup of ginger soup handed by his assistant and drinks the ginger soup he prepared.

Limo sat aside with a stiff, embarrassed smile on his face and left with his assistant after eating.

Lingjiao watched him go far, and then said to Fu Shiqin on the side.

"Why are you so angry with elder martial brother Lin?"

"He's the first to be weird." Fu Shiqin snorted rightfully and said, "I'm still here. What kind of hospitality does he come to offer?"

"What do you eat for vinegar? Everyone is in the same group and graduated from the same school. It's normal to take care of each other. You think too much." Ling Jiao explained.

This kind of mutual care is very common in the filming, what he is thinking.

"I'm a man. I know more about men than you do, and I know more about men's intentions in courting women." Fu Shiqin said.

Ling Jiao looked at him. "Then you didn't pay attention."

"I'm a boyfriend, and I'm right." Fu Shiqin raised his chin and hummed proudly.

"You really want to think more. Elder martial brother Lin takes good care of the younger generation of the same group every time he makes a film." Ling jiaowen urged him to let go of his prejudices and stop making trouble for her.

Fu Shiqin's expression of "no oil, no salt" is that he takes good care of people. If he doesn't take care of people, there won't be so many ex girlfriends.

Now, if he doesn't keep his eyes on her, his girlfriend will become his ex girlfriend.

Ling Jiao wants to say something more. The assistant director comes to inform her to prepare for the next scene.

She took off her down jacket in a hurry, took care of the sleeves and hair of the costume, and rushed to the next scene.

Fu Shiqin sat there, wondering how to stop their kissing scenes from shooting tomorrow.

He couldn't even think about the picture, let alone watching them do the kissing tomorrow.