As she spoke, Fang Mo'er grabbed Shi Mo's hand and placed it on her forehead.
Shi Mo paused for a moment, feeling the warm and smooth skin under his hand.
Indeed, the heat had subsided quite a bit.
Shi Mo's heart skipped a beat and he lingered on her forehead longingly.
Fang Mo'er looked at him expectantly without realizing that he had lingered for too long.
"Can you feel it?"
Shi Mo replied softly, "Yes."
Only then did Fang Mo'er say, "Then, can I go to settle some matters for my production tomorrow?"
Shi Mo looked at her moist blinking eyes and said helplessly, "Yes."
His voice was filled with affection.
Fang Mo'er immediately felt relieved.
It was too inefficient to only look for actors through pictures on the Internet. It was better to contact them personally.
Fang Mo'er seemed to have completely forgotten about how she had been drooling over male artistes earlier.
