Half an hour later, Cen Xi appeared at his door.
Shang Luo had been waiting so hard that she almost ran away, but after seeing Cen Xi, she became even more frantic.
Cen Xi was still wearing the little dress she wore to the banquet yesterday, and she was still wearing ten centimeter high heels on her feet. Just like that, Tama told her to go for a morning jog
call!
Shang Luo closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to keep himself calm.
Now she has an urge to drag Cen Xi to the playground and let her run laps in ten centimeter high heels to show her until her legs are useless!
Actually learned to lie!
It looks like he didn't return home last night!
Shangluo held his forehead and felt a headache!
Although Cen Xi often had various problems in the past, she never became popular, but at least she was obedient!
Look at Cenxi now...
Forget it, don't see...
Cen Xi smiled "hehe" at Shangluo, picked up the phone and pointed to the time on it: "Half an hour, no more, no less."
Shangluo: "!!!" Calm down! She needs to calm down!
Shang Luo's faint eyes fell on Cen Xi's innocent smiling face, and squeezed out a few words: "What's the password for the door?"
"Ah? Password?" Only then did Cen Xi realize that the door of his house was also locked with a combination.
But, damn it, how does she know what the password is!
"Hurry up, password!" Shang Luo walked to the door and glared at Cen Xi again.
She considered the artist's privacy before, so she didn't ask for the password of Cen Xi's house. Now she deeply feels that this is really the most unwise decision she has ever made in her life.
"Password... this..." Cen Xi pursed his lips, hesitated for a while, then said weakly, "Why don't you try... 6462?"
Shang Luo reached out and pressed 6462, and the combination lock opened with a "ding".
Cen Xi was dumbfounded!
Can this be correct
God!
The password of Cen Xi's house is actually exactly the same as that of Lu Jingcheng's house.
The original owner, Cen Xi, really has a deep affection for Lu Jingcheng!
Cen Xi felt that she was about to be moved by this infatuated woman.
After entering the room, Shang Luo walked to the sofa and sat down, raised his head slightly, looked at Cen Xi aggressively, looked Cen Xi up and down several times, "Where did you go last night?"
"Ah?" Cen Xi wondered deliberately, "I didn't go anywhere, I'm at home..."
"Cen Xi, you've changed." Shang Luo looked at Cen Xi with complicated eyes.
Cen Xi: "!!!" Shang Luo discovered something! Could it be that the vest of her God of Poverty is about to fall off!
"I'm not, I don't, don't talk nonsense!" Cen Xi looked at Shang Luo sincerely, "I'm Cen Xi, the real Cen Xi."
"I know that you have had a hard time in the past three years. I can understand your feelings, but you have to believe that we are capable." Shang Luo said earnestly, "We just haven't met a good opportunity yet, we can't Because you give up on yourself in this way, I am still very optimistic about you."
The unexpected mouthful of chicken soup made Cen Xi speechless for a while.
What
When did she give up on herself
Shang Luo said, sighed: "Forget it, I won't pursue you this time, but this kind of thing can't happen again in the future, do you hear?"
"Oh." Cen Xi nodded obediently.
"Do you still remember the TV series invested by Lu's Pictures that I told you about?" Shang Luo said, "I have received the notice, you should prepare yourself and follow me to the crew in the afternoon to meet the director and audition."
"Oh!" Cen Xi responded obediently again.
Only then did Shang Luo's pent-up anger dissipate.
At this moment, Shang Luo's mobile phone vibrated, and a window popped up on the screen saver, which was a reminder of hot news on Weibo.
Shang Luo turned on the phone and looked at it, his face darkened little by little, and he squeezed out two words: "Cen! Xi!"
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The third watch seems impossible, I will write about Young Master Qin first, and then I will write another chapter if I still have time after finishing writing Young Master Qin...
(end of this chapter)