At the end of the conversation with Fu Shiyi, Ling Jiao also started shooting the last scene tonight.

Because it's a play in the rain, so I chose to shoot before the end of work, so that I can go back to heating after shooting.

Fu Shiqin asked the assistant to go to the car first, turned on the heating, and stayed with him at the scene.

However, the rain play is not so good, especially in such a cold winter.

Water drenched in the body cold, but also to complete a play, but also to control the expression and mood.

Rao is Lingjiao's strength is always excellent, and it took ng three times to finish shooting, so people were born in the rain and drenched for half an hour.

Finally, Fu Shiqin took the ginger soup prepared by the thermos and sent it to him.

"Take a drink first. Go to the dressing room. The heating is on. The clothes and hair dryer are ready."

Ling Jiao took a cup and drank some hot ginger soup as he walked. He was surprised to hear Fu Shiqin's words and gave him a look.

Although she usually arranges things in life with her assistant, she has never arranged them so carefully and thoughtfully. She has prepared the ginger soup to dispel the cold in advance and prepared everything she needs in the dressing room.

"See what I'm doing. Get dressed." Fu Shiqin urged.

Ling Jiao hurried to the dressing room, changed the wet clothes on her body and put on the clean warm casual clothes.

Just about to blow his hair, Fu Shiqin knocked on the door outside.

"Lingjiao, are you ready?"

She opened the door and let him in, wiping her hair with a towel.

"Well, I'll leave when I've blown my hair."

"Well, sit down and drink the soup first." Fu Shiqin said, and went to plug in the hair dryer.

Lingjiao takes the thermos cup dressed in ginger soup and looks at him strangely.

"What are you doing?"

"Sit down." Fu Shiqin pointed to the chair.

Lingjiao sat down with the cup in her hand, and heard the hum of the hair dryer behind her. She could feel the warm fingers touching her scalp and fiddling with her hair.

She was holding the cup in her hand, and for a moment she was stunned.

In fact, she never liked to have too close physical contact with people.

However, it seems that Fu Shiqin can easily break this taboo.

For a while, she muttered.

"You're so good at taking care of girls, you shouldn't miss your crush."

Fu Shiqin didn't hear him clearly. He turned off the hair dryer and asked.

"What do you say?"

"I said, you are so good at taking care of people, you shouldn't miss your secret love." Lingjiao repeated her words.

Fu Shiqin laughs, "maybe she doesn't think I'm good enough."

With that, he continued to blow her hair.

Lingjiao holds the cup, sips the ginger soup, and he helps to dry his hair.

Fu Shiqin put away the hair dryer and asked.

"If it's still cold, stay a little longer."

"No, it's much better." Ling Jiao finished, and put on his down jacket.

The two returned to the car. The assistant was already waiting in the car, and the heating was running very well.

"Sister Ling, two little girls told me to come to the car and turn on the heating first, I'm afraid it will freeze you."

Ling Jiao took a look at Fu Shiqin, who was sitting beside him. "You don't have to worry about it. The assistant will do it well."

"Well, practice." Fu Shiqin mentioned that he wanted to practice the excuse of pleasing girls.

Lingjiao was speechless on the spot. He said it was for practice. She went on to study it, but it was like a ghost in her heart.