In the living room, the lights were as bright as daylight.
Aoyama Xiu Xin and his sister-in-law were filming a movie.
Although it wasn't their first time, Aoyama Haruko still blushed, closed her eyes, and turned her head away every time she faced the set-up camera, but each time Aoyama Xiu Xin forcibly grasped her chin and turned her face back towards the camera.
To this day, Aoyama Xiu Xin had self-directed and self-starred in dozens of works involving different costumes and subjects, each one a masterpiece.
"Ding-a-ling, Ding-a-ling!"
A series of urgent telephone rings suddenly sounded.
Aoyama Xiu Xin didn't pay attention. As an excellent director and actor, not being disturbed by external factors during shooting was a mark of respect to the art.
"Phone, phone, quick, answer it," Aoyama Haruko opened her eyes, panting as she urged him.
