Chapter 923 An Annoying Companion (2)

Sometimes speaking too straightforward would make a topic unable to go on. Now it was in this way. Now that Debbie's question was dropped, the man had nothing to say.

Turning her head, Debbie felt that the tatami under her body was almost wet by her tears. Suddenly, she heard a faint sound coming from the bed.

The sound of the man even breathing just now became a little void with the sound of footsteps. When Debbie held her breath, she suddenly felt a shadow over the head.

Before she could think of anything else, she was picked up. When she was about to turn over and resist, she heard the man's muffled voice. "Just take it as I am sleepwalking."

No matter how embarrassed he was, he didn't want her to sleep on the tatami.

"But I'm not sleepwalking. It's too embarrassing for me to pretend that I don't know that you took me away in such a dignified manner." Her voice was crisp with a little embarrassment, and Baron pursed his lips and smiled.

He didn't make a sound, but his chest was shaking. Debbie clenched her fists. 'Does he really think of me as a dead person? Why is he snickering so obviously? Shame on him!'!

"I'm really disappointed that you don't cooperate." They shouldn't have been cut off from each other. Why didn't she give such a small excuse to him?

"We are still in a cold war!"

The next second, she fell on the bed and rolled around in pain. When she was about to beat the man up, Baron pretended that nothing had happened and pulled the quilt over his body. "Let's sleep. Good night."

Debbie was too angry to vent her anger.

They were still in a cold war!

The next day, the filming crew began to change the scene. All the staff moved, and they might not be able to come back recently. The old woman who knew the matter sighed that they would be separated again, and at the same time she secretly rejoiced that the two of them had the same experience.

After asking Baron when the show would be on and saying that she would definitely go to the cine

fire. I just ask you a small question." Debbie didn't like the timid look on his face. She rolled her eyes and said in an unfriendly tone.

Allan thought to himself, 'It's not a small question at all. It's just a challenge for me. I don't know what I will be treated if I make a mistake.'

Crazy people were terrible.

"Don't ask me such a question. You'd better repeat your hard working attitude as before. Hurry up and recite the script a few more times."

If he was asked such a question, he couldn't stand it anymore.

Debbie waved her hand and said, "Okay, I know."

She turned her head and looked out of the window. The script would remind her of those shameless man and woman.

In fact, she knew very well that as long as she thought of something wrong. No matter what others said, it was useless. Only when she thought it through could she solve the problem.

However, if there was no comfort from others, how could she support herself to slowly come to the point of straightening out?

"I don't want you to give me an answer. I just feel that I don't have any confidence. Sometimes I feel that my marriage is too hasty. Obviously, we are two people from different worlds, but we are stuck together in one tomb."

It was supposed to be a burial place, but it was really troublesome to be with unwelcome companion.