"Forget it." Yun Qiluo shook her head, knowing He was very busy. Then She lifted Her head again and asked Him, "Beautiful woman, will you come over next time?"
"Depends on the time." Yan Yan reached out to rub Her little head. "Aren't you guys changing shooting locations?"
"Oh, right."
You can't possibly finish all the filming in just one place; in a while they'd be moving somewhere else, and the leads all had to go along.
She'd heard the next location was even more remote than here, the kind of place without even a hotel, let alone any chance of seeing Yan Yan again. Yun Qiluo instantly sank deeper into Her funk.
That whole afternoon Yan Yan just dragged Her around nearby to buy good food, bought a pile of it and had people stash it in Her RV so that when He wasn't around, if She got busy filming and couldn't go out to get food, She'd still have something to eat.
The RV's fridge was stuffed full, but Yun Qiluo's mood still didn't improve much.
