"Okay." Shi Xiaoya nodded helplessly.
It was truly too sloppy to meet someone else without changing out of her pajamas or freshening up.
So Shi Xiaoya dug out a breath-freshening sweet to make her breath smell nicer. She gave one to the PD too.
Picking up her bag of cosmetics, Shi Xiaoya hurried over to Han Zhuoling's tent.
This was really out of the way for the production team, so even Han Zhuoling was caught unawares.
He might have woken up at dawn for work usually, but out here, he didn't have the means to work even if he wished to.
Plus, he was worn out yesterday, so Han Zhuoling had not woken up, surprisingly.
Though she thought that she wouldn't witness anything she shouldn't see out here, Shi Xiaoya still called from outside the tent, "Young Master Ling, Young Master Ling, it's me, Shi Xiaoya."
At the sound of her voice, Han Zhuoling awoke with a dark expression.
