I entered a romance drama and became a female supporting actress. The original plot required me to diet to gain attention.
After I woke up, I immediately showed off ten pounds of crayfish.
The barrage exploded: "The female guest next door was so hungry that she secretly ate cucumbers, and she was actually biting the shrimp tails?"
The cool movie queen suddenly sat next to me: "Give me one, and the announcement fee will be yours."
The little painter silently recommended the dipping sauce: "... This is delicious with shrimps."
The program team urgently changed the rules to prohibit overeating, so the three of us went over the wall to buy barbecue all night long.
The director begged us to fall in love normally, while I slurred with a skewer in my mouth:
"Man? Where is the scent of cumin?"
