Chapter 238: Sugar 2

Ah, this makes people...
Very fascinated. :)
The man pressed his eyebrows and chuckled quickly.
Fine.
Sleep on sleep, lock on lock.
Let it be, everything is the best arrangement. After pouring himself a few words of chicken soup, Shi Suizhe returned and stayed by the bed for a few seconds.
Some thoughts of not wanting to be human flashed past.
Finally, Shi Sui turned off the light, took the script on the bedside table, and sat on the solo sofa by the floor-to-ceiling window. He turned on a small night light, and looked at it with his distinct fingers.
Shi Sui was still hesitating in this movie.
The script is very wonderful, the most holy and flawless church, but there is a flower of evil entrenched. The darkest and damp mental hospital has the only bright color in the whole show.
The plot line is a criminal reasoning route, interlocking, and each supporting role is online.
The emotional line is the rivalry between the high-IQ priest, the criminal, and the psychiatrist. It starts from the cat-and-mouse game of jokes and ends with regret and tragedy, which is full of drama.
In all fairness, Shi Sui wanted to take up this script.
However, he could not act in emotional drama.
It's not a question of acting.
It is a psychological problem.
His resistance to all close contact with women has become a psychological barrier.
Before the introduction, he tried several methods, but Shi Sui vomited as soon as he took a shot. There was no effect at all, so he could only give up in the end.
Other scripts are fine, but this script, if you delete the character of Miss Doctor, or the role of Miss Doctor, the whole film will lose a certain balance and it does not meet the artistic expression that the director wants.
So, either he has to overcome the psychological barriers of acting in the opponent's play, or he has to give up this good script.
Shi Suizheng had a headache. The little the bed was probably too hot and kicked off the quilt.
"..." Kind of dishonest.
Shi Sui shook his head, put down the script, got up to cover her.
The little girl called out drunkly: "Little brain axe...all..."
She looked around for the cat in a daze. She didn't touch the cerebellum axe, but she touched...
Shi Sui's hand.
Bai's slender fingers tentatively rubbed a few times, and she opened her eyes as if she felt something was wrong.
The sky was spinning before her eyes, she focused hard, and finally recognized the man in front of her:
"why you?"
Shi Sui raised her eyebrows, indulging her behavior of "eating tofu": "Who am I?"
"Baby."
"……what?"
"Xiaozai." Xiangyi looked at him innocently, "Why are you here? This is where the small brain sleeps."
To emphasize, she patted the pillow on the other side.
Shi Sui licked the corner of his lower lip, "Then you say, where do I sleep?"
It is too difficult for a drunk to perform a logical analysis.
Xiangyi felt that his head hurts more, and said nonsense: "You...sleep in the cat litter."
Shi Sui laughed angrily at her: "Is there such a big cat litter?"
The little girl said in a grand manner: "I will let my third brother make one for you!"
Shi Sui: "Okay, I'll wait, you go to sleep."
He leaned over to pick up the quilt, but the girl lay on the side of the bed, her cheeks half pressed against the black sheet, making her skin pale.
The drunk little girl spoke slowly, much warmer than usual, "You, you look good..."
"Huh?" Shi Sui simply sat cross-legged on the ground, looking at her for a while, "Then who looks good with your brother and me?"
Appropriately wrinkled his small face and looked like he was forced to open business again.