He wore a black brocade robe with gold trim. His long hair was tied up by a simple black hairpin. He wore a pair of cloud-patterned boots embroidered with silver thread. Coupled with his handsome face that had no blind spots, it instantly caused a group of women to scream.
Lin Wanwan nodded in satisfaction. “With this face, you definitely won’t starve to death.”
Mu Ge looked at the sky. “I want to rely on my talent to earn a living.”
An Qiao clapped his hands. “Everyone, get ready quickly. It’s time to start shooting!”
In the middle of the green screen, there was a gorgeous big bed.
Lin Wanwan lay on it. She spread her arms and allowed the two staff members to handcuff her wrists.
“Action!”
Following an Qiao’s command, Mu Ge and Lin Wanwan quickly entered their state of mind.
In the palace that was filled with a faint immortal aura, there was the sound of footsteps that were neither too fast nor too slow.