Chapter 2283 Daisie was startled and chuckled. “I‘m asking you to pay attention to the play, not me.”
Nollace kissed her on the cheek. “I paid attention to both the shooting and you.”
A hint of slyness flashed across Daisie‘s eyes, and she inserted her freezing hands into his clothes.
He hissed and grabbed her hands. “Okay, you‘ve degenerated, haven‘t you?”
She pretended to be aggrieved. “My hands are cold.”
Nollace hugged her and pressed his lips against her cheek. “Is it really cold out there?”
She nodded.
Nollace buried his face into her neck. “Then do you want to get warmed up?”
Daisie became alert, held his cheeks in her palms, and said seriously, “We‘re at a filming site, so you better not do anything to me here.”
He smirked. “Do I look like such a person?”
Daisie suddenly received a text message on her cell phone. She took it out, took a glance at its content, and looked surprised by it. “Freyja has given birth, and it‘s a baby girl!”
Nollace placed his palm on her flat stomach. “Then when will we have our little princess?”
She blushed. “This... This isn’t something that I can have just because I want one.”
He responded with a humn. “Then I‘ll have to keep up the hard work.”
They then felt a commotion coming from outside the trailer and got out of the trailer.
The sky that looked clear a few minutes ago was gloomy at this moment, and the crew had to stop shooting, pack all the props, and evacuate.
Daisie raised her head. “Is it going to snow?”
Nollace frowned as dozens of possibilities ran through his mind.
Shannon came to them. “Daisie, Mr. Knowles, a huge blizzard is imminent, so we have to evacuate down the mountains immediately.”
Nollace nodded.
“Director Fallon.” A crew member rushed toward them.
Shannon turned around. “What’s wrong?”
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