The cameraman's camera never left ruan Mianmian and ye Jinyu.
To them, this was the most beautiful material.
Ruan Mianmian pursed her lips, then her thin lips curved up slightly with a faint smile.
She reached out and touched her lips. She had a faint feeling that her lips were swollen from ye Jinyu's kiss!
miss ruan, Mr. Ye, the director asked us to wait here.
"Alright," he said.
Before he could finish his sentence, Qiao sang and mu Yusen walked over.
Both of their faces were filled with beauty and happiness, but ruan Mianmian, who was also in the entertainment industry, could see traces of acting on their faces.
At the same time, Qiao sang was also sizing up ruan Mianmian.
Ruan Mianmian hadn't developed her career here before, so they weren't very familiar with each other.
But now, for some reason, Qiao sang felt a faint sense of jealousy.
That jealousy was like a thread, tightly strangling her heart.