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"Yes, I have finished my work temporarily,"

replied Zack in a low voice.

"Okay."

Daryl nodded.

She thought about it carefully and asked the person behind her, "Are you angry that I didn't praise you just now?"

Zack didn't want to talk about such a shameful thing.

"No."

"Nonsense! You must have!"

"You can think whatever you like."

Zack returned to his cold and aloof mode and didn't argue with her.

Daryl quickly turned around and looked at him.

Zack stopped what he was doing.

"Zack, why are you talking to me like that again?"

The corners of Zack's mouth twitched. She felt she was bullied when he quarreled with her. If he didn't quarrel, she felt wronged to because he talk to her in this tone! How could this woman be so difficult to serve!

"I was wrong,"

Zack skillfully lowered his head and apologized. "I won't

do that again."

he said casually.

Hearing what he said, Daryl didn't say anything but felt aggrieved.

"I don't want to talk to you anymore."

She snorted, put down the pillow in her hand, stood up and went upstairs.

Seeing this, Zack had to follow her up again.

After returning to her room, Daryl threw her slippers and sat on the bed.

"Don't be angry. I was completely wrong, okay?"

Sitting next to her, Zack patiently coaxed, "I won't talk to Mrs. Ji like this anymore." "Perfunctory."

"Then what do you want me to do, Mrs. Ji? Kneel down and apologize to you?"

She wouldn't go that far.

Daryl thought for a while and looked at him. "Forget it.

It's not a big deal."

"Uh huh."

Zack nodded approvingly. Exactly!

"Then give me a hug!"

Daryl reached out her hands to him.

Zack's heart softened. He opened his arms and held her in his arms.

Daryl leaned against his chest. The pain she had suffered in the crew these days seemed to be alleviated a lot. "What's this?"

Holding her in his arms, Zack felt that there seemed to be something in the pocket of her coat.

"Ah, what?"

Daryl didn't remember what she put in the pocket of her cloth. But she regretted it when she took it out.

Because it was the medicine that was given to her by Clarence before.

"This medicine, is yours?"

When Zack saw the effect of the medicine, he frowned and looked at her.

"I haven't used it,"

Daryl lowered her head and whispered.

Zack asked her in a low voice, "What's wrong? Are you hurt?"

"Hey, don't be nervous. I just got a little hurt when I was filming,"

Daryl said as she gestured with her finger about how small the injury was.

But Zack's face was still serious. "Let me see where you are hurt."

"No, I've told you..."

Before Daryl finished her words, she met his cold eyes.

She had no choice but to tell him the truth, "There are more on the waist, and some on the shoulder and some on the back."

She didn't tell him that it didn't hurt, so she didn't apply

much medicine.

Zack was both angry and distressed.

"Let me have a look,"

he said as he took off her coat.

After seeing the wounds on her body, Zack couldn't describe his complicated feelings in words.

Damn it! Why did he work overtime these days? It seemed that Daryl had been injured for many days, but she never said it and he didn't notice it! "Oh, don't look like that."

Daryl hated to see him being so serious.

"As I said, these are just bruises, not painful."

"It doesn't hurt?"

Zack glared at her.

She didn't feel hurt. But he felt sorry for her!

"It's just for the work."

"So, if I don't find out, how long are you going to hide it from me?"

"Not too long."

Daryl lowered her eyes and said in a low voice, "Anyway,

I will drag on as long as you don't find out."

II II

Zack was speechless with anger!

"Turn around! I will apply some medicine for you!"

"No,"

Daryl refused stubbornly.

"Why?"

Zack looked at her in confusion.

"Because the medicine was sent by Clarence."

Daryl looked at him carefully and asked, "Do you still want to apply it for me?"

II II

If Zack didn't have a heart attack because of anger, it was because he was lucky!

"Wait."

After saying that, he stood up and walked out.

After he left, Daryl deliberately rolled two circles on the bed.

After rolling over, she held the quilt and murmured, "It really doesn't hurt."

Not long after, Zack came back with a bag of medicine in his hand.

"Take a shower and apply them before going to bed." "Okay."

Daryl nodded obediently.

"During the application of the medicine, you can't..."

Zack glanced at her and didn't finished what he wanted to say.

It was impossible for her not to touch the wound.

She was filming now, and it was estimated that she would have to wait until the shooting was finished so that she would be able to completely avoid touching these wounds on her body.

Thinking of this, Zack felt regretful. Why did he choose this movie for her!

It was because she liked it!

At last, Zack sat down directly. He was depressed.

"Oh, don't be like this. It really doesn't hurt."

Daryl ran to him and promised him solemnly, "It's true. I deliberately rolled two circles on the bed before, but it didn't hurt!"

Zack cast a cold glance at her and said, "You even rolled two times on the bed? Why are you so brave?"

"Well, that's not what I mean!"

Daryl just wanted to say that her wounds didn't hurt. Maybe they were left after the shooting of the action movie.

She had no choice but to kiss him on the face.

"Don't be angry. I'll tell you as soon as I can if something like this happen next time, okay?"

The corners of Zack's mouth twitched. "Are you going to let it happen again?"

"I haven't finished shooting yet, have I?"

Zack felt his breath was blocked.

"I swear, after this movie is finished, it will be gone!"

Daryl said as she pointed three fingers upward.noveldrama

"Who wants you to swear, idiot?"

Zack pulled her into his arms directly, but this time he didn't use much strength.

"Don't act in a martial arts play like this anymore."

"Okay, I see."

After the two hugged for a while, Daryl kissed him again.

The two of them were lying on the

svelme

soft bed. As usual, Zack was to do it with her. But when he

thought of the wound on her back, he stopped.

"What's wrong?"

Daryl looked at him in confusion.

"You still have wounds on your body. Forget it. Let's do it next time,"

said Zack in a low voice, holding her in his arms and sitting up gently.

"It doesn't hurt."

Wendy murmured.

"How dare you say that again?"

"Okay, okay."

In the end, Daryl couldn't change his mind. She had to promise him that

shery her best to be careful

when she went on with the shooting.

When she was about to go to bed in the evening, Zack applied medicine for her.