Face-smacking

After the meal, Ji Wanzhou held the portrait of Meng Qingge and dripped a few drops of eye drops into his eyes.

Meng Qingge curled her lips and raised her eyebrows. "An actress with tears in her eyes is not a good actor."

Ji Wanzhou's eyes immediately turned watery, "I also don't want to be an actor."

Meng Qingge held her cell phone and pointed it at Ji Wanzhou, "Since you don't want to be an actor, why do you want me to perform with you?"

Ji Wanzhou brewed his emotions as tears welled up in his eyes. His face was full of sadness. Looking at his expression, he seemed to miss his dead wife.

"Frowning a little more." Meng Qingge looked at Ji Wanzhou on the screen and instructed, "Right, right, right, right, very good. That's it."

He pressed the shutter button and patted it.

"Alright." Meng Qingge raised her eyebrows as she looked at the photo. She felt very satisfied, so she gave the phone to Ji Wanzhou.