Master Pei’s Wife is a Devil Concubine

Finally, the last passenger in the elevator got off besides Lu Shang. He was going to the second top floor and got off last.

The elevator doors closed again, and he poured out a cigarette.

You can learn from the master for everything else, but only this aspect...

He is not addicted to smoking, and he can't smoke when he is with Nan Miaomiao. Nan Miaomiao doesn't like the smell of cigarettes.

So he doesn't carry it with him. This pack of cigarettes was just dropped by when he bought breakfast.

But at the same time as he bit it, he saw the elevator etiquette played in a loop on the LCD screen of the elevator. The first rule is no smoking.

After a moment of silence, he rubbed the lighter and struck it in the air, but he didn't really light it. He imitated the action of smoking and took a breath of air.

It was obviously winter, but standing in the elevator, his whole body was very stuffy.

Fortunately, the aroma of the food in hand is still fresh.

The next time the top floor arrived, he walked out of the elevator carrying his things.

Using the spare room card to open the door of Nan Miaomiao's room, he wondered if the little ancestor would still be inside.

It is one o'clock in the afternoon now, and it is also possible that people are already awake.

Crying about having a stomach ache and being hungry, looking for food everywhere, if you can’t find a place to buy porridge, maybe you will lose your temper, and the crew will suffer again.

He had to hold her steady before that.

After entering the room, he first glanced in the direction of the master bedroom.

The door was blown open and closed by the wind, and there was a clear air of emptiness inside.

Lu Shang lowered his eyebrows, and put the cigarette he had squeezed all the way to his lips again.

Really awake?

The little guy is out.

He withdrew, then went back to his room first, packed the food and put it on the dining table, but in the next second, his movements suddenly stopped.

Because he saw that the door of his master bedroom... was also open.

He has obsessive-compulsive disorder and always closes the bedroom door before going out.

As the footsteps approached, he looked inside.

With a sound of 'click-', the cigarette at the fingertips fell to the ground.

It is rare to see obvious changes in expression on his face, but this moment is one.

He held his hands in the air, and the cigarette fell to his feet and rolled around a few times. He looked at the big bed in his bedroom motionlessly.

Nan Miaomiao was not in her room. She was lying on his bed with his pillow and his quilt.

Blend her and his scents together.

She heard that Lu Shang had come back, she had heard it since Lu Shang entered the next room just now.

But she didn't make a sound, and turned lazily on his bed at the moment.

She was lying on her side, basking in the best sunshine in the afternoon, her tender little face was pressed into a shallow pit on the pillow, her beautiful almond-shaped eyes were opened, and she looked at Lu Shang who was standing by the entrance without looking away for a moment. .

Lu Shang's pupils were extremely dark, and his Adam's apple was obviously rolling, "Are you...sleepwalking?"

Nan Miaomiao looked at him, she was still wearing the bathrobe she had bathed in, the neckline of the bathrobe was naturally open when she was lying on her side, and the lines of her collarbone were clear and clear.

She smiled and said, "It's all just pretending. In fact, I'm fantasizing every day. When I wake up, you're sleeping next to me..."

There was a "bang" in Lu Shang's ear.

The last sliver of sanity collapsed.

She was repeating what he had said last night.

So she remembered everything from last night, she slept next to him...

Nan Miaomiao saw him standing in the dimly lit entrance, lowered his head, and smiled silently.

His mouth moved, but no sound came out.

She blinked, why did it feel like... she said a dirty word?

She was not sure, after all, the Lu Shang she knew was gentle, honest and honest, and never talked about the quintessence of Chinese culture.

Seeing her looking at him, he stepped out of the dimly lit place.

Something condensed in his eyes, as if about to resurface.

And Nan Miaomiao looked at him without avoiding it for a moment, trying to distinguish the meaning of the light in his eyes, and her heartbeat gradually accelerated until it felt like a drum beating.

The man walked to the bed, knelt on the bed, and looked at her straight from the upper body.

The broken hair on the forehead hangs down and looks a little long.

For a moment, Nan Miaomiao felt that Lu Shang was very strange at this moment.

It's completely different from the usual Mr. Good Man, but this strange feeling... She doesn't hate it...

As a tsundere female star, she is used to being coaxed and coaxed by the stars, and she is not used to taking the initiative, but this time is an exception.

No words can describe how she felt when she heard Lu Shang's words last night!

The brain controlled by alcohol is almost instantly sober.

In fact, how she returned to the hotel and how she changed her clothes later on, I still can't remember a large part of it.

But she remembered this sentence verbatim! !

Lu Shang looked at her for a long time, about half a minute later.

"Miaomiao," he asked in a low voice, "Have you thought about it?"

As calm as ever, but there seems to be some other emotion.

Nan Miaomiao's voice was sweet and soft, "Brother, hug me..."

She obviously didn't think about anything, and she didn't understand the hint in his words.

But still regardless, go its own way.

Lu Shang, "..."

Throat is dry and tight.

Nan Miaomiao didn't realize the danger was coming, her face was like a peach blossom, her smile was like a star, "Brother..."

Then, at the same time as she uttered these two words, Lu Shang broke her chin, leaned over suddenly, and kissed her lips forcefully...

**

The news that "Qingqiu Jue" successfully won the award spread back to China, and fans of the drama called it awesome! !

The next step is to arrange the return to China. The paparazzi can’t go to the Golden Town, but they must be picked up at the airport. They are looking for ways to buy news at the moment. If they can’t find out the crew’s flight back to China, then they don’t mind. Have been staying at the airport!

Some paparazzi even thought of going to the central hospital to inquire about the time of Su Ji's birth checkup.

Because no matter what, Su Ji will definitely return to China before the next birth inspection.

In order to get the first-hand news, everyone used all the reasoning skills they learned from watching cartoons.

Jiang Chu saw entertainment news reports on his TV, turned off the TV, and leaned his head back on the sofa.

He was wearing a trendy men's pajamas.

For several days in a row, he broadcast live until very late every day. Jiang Suiheng thought that he was finally ambitious and wanted to make his own place in the entertainment industry, and he became more and more satisfied with him, but in fact, he just wanted to use this A way to let yourself stop thinking about it.

It was early morning yesterday, and he was supposed to have a beauty sleep, but it was only past eight o'clock in city A, and he was already awake.

He can't fall asleep when he has something on his mind.

And what is on his mind at this moment is not only that Su Ji is going back to China, but the phone he is holding in his hand displays a chat dialog box with a person.

That person is sister Lan, the host of "Tonight's Warmth".

The message looked simple, as if it was nothing special.

It was Sister Lan who wanted to ask him to meet and talk about the interview of "Tonight's Warmth".

But Jiang Chu knew that things were not that simple.

Su Ji is going back to China soon, but at this moment, Sister Ke Lan proposes to meet him.

It was obviously the show that he and Su Ji were going to participate in together, but Sister Lan wanted to meet Su Ji privately before Su Ji returned to China...