"…" Lu Man peeked at the script in Han Zhuoli's hand. "If that's the case, then we don't have to practice any romantic scenes anymore."
Han Zhuoli: "…"
"Why don't we act this part then." Lu Man took the script over. She flipped a couple of pages and found a specific scene. It was about a mother and son.
Han Zhuoli: "…"
"Say that again?" Han Zhuoli raised his eyebrows and squinted his eyes dangerously at her. "Times have changed."
She dared to ask him to act as her son?
"…" Lu Man ducked her head slightly in fear. "Just… kidding…"
Stretching his arm out, Han Zhuoli pulled her into his arms. He tugged the script out of her hand, threw it casually aside and lifted her up.
"Are you still thinking of acting as mother-and-son with me?" Han Zhuoli asked deeply and softly.
This little girl sure was daring!
"I'm not, I'm not!" Lu Man hurriedly shook her head.
