The last stroke of love made a bend deliberately, like a hook gently hooking in Ethan Xie’s heart.
Ethan Xie finally couldn’t hold back, turned his head and glared at him.
Gabriel Zhuang returned with a smile.
George was ignorant of their little movements, and he was still expounding his ideas in English: “…Here you can take a slow pan with the track first, and then use the shift lens to get a close-up. The effect must be perfect!”
Gabriel Zhuang never shy away from taking special care of Ethan Xie.
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