Su Qiao sneered inwardly, but put on a serious expression.
She pinched her voice slightly and coughed twice. "Ahem, ahem. Damn you, what the hell are you up to?"
"Louder." Du Jingzhou knitted his brows and reminded her unhappily.
Su Qiao secretly rolled her eyes and raised her voice a little. "Damn you, what the hell are you up to?"
"Louder." Du Jingzhou impatiently tugged at his shirt collar.
Su Qiao was so irritated that her face went blank. "Damn you, what the hell are you up to?"
"Didn't you eat?" Du Jingzhou was still dissatisfied.
It was familiar, yet unfamiliar.
He just felt that something was strange.
"..." Damn it, what the hell is wrong with this bastard? Why does he insist on forcing me to act?
Su Qiao angrily lifted her head, only to suddenly discover a face moving closer and closer to hers.
Startled, she jerked her head back and shoved him away. "What the hell do you think you're doing?"
Du Jingzhou staggered back two steps. He did not mind, however, and instead nodded in satisfaction.
"Yes, use that tone. Don't deliberately pinch your voice."
He had been wondering why something felt off. So this woman had been trying to fool him!
"..." He even knew I was deliberately pinching my voice?
Host, you seem to have forgotten that your voice was rather cool and imposing at yesterday's movie press conference.
Besides, you sounded pretty fierce just now. But the moment you started reading, your imposing air suddenly softened, and your voice became as soft as a steamed bun. Of course he noticed that something was wrong.
"..." Why didn't you remind me sooner?
What was she supposed to do now?
If she really said it, she would definitely expose herself.
Speaking of which, how had