Lu Zixi walked out of the bathroom and saw her sleeping on her side, her beautiful silhouette looming under the lamp.
He took a deep breath and walked out.
The housekeeper came over, "Master, do you have any orders?"
Lu Zixi shook his head, "I'll go to the guest room to sleep."
The butler hesitated for a moment, just about to say something.
Lu Zixi took a long leg and went to sleep in the guest room.
But two hours later, in the middle of the night, Lu Zixi returned to his room with two dark circles under his eyes, holding a pillow with a cold face.
He admits the bed.
The bed in the guest room smelled wrong, the quilt was wrong, and the mattress was wrong.
Most importantly, he was used to Bai Weiwei's unique soft fragrance surrounding him.
Like poisoning.
Lu Zixi lay on the bed, she slept on that side, did not lean over.
He folded his hands behind his head and looked sideways at her slender and thin back.
Still too thin, although it looks good on the camera, it is light and airy in my hand, without the slightest weight.
Supplements are healthy.
As he watched, his body began to heat up again.
But he was reluctant to move his body and go to the guest room.
It is boiled here, and the guest room is also boiled.
But here...
Lu Zixi took a deep breath, the bedding was filled with her faint sweet smell.
And the guest room is only empty, cold air.
It is also insomnia, he still chooses to insomnia here.
For fear that he would become a beast, Lu Zixi had to take out his mobile phone to divert his attention.
He glanced at the circle of friends, and someone still left a message for him to see his sister.
He snorted and pulled black.
In such a short period of time, he almost blocked most of his circle of friends.
Those who dare to covet his sister's paper are all spicy chickens.
He doesn't make friends with spicy chickens.
After blocking a few people, he quit and went on Weibo again.
Even if it is late at night, Weibo is still in a carnival.
The top search ranking is the official photo of "Blossoms Like Dreams".
I don't know how many times it would take to get the second piece of news out of the heat.
Super director Xiao Yi.
The talented actor who made a comeback.
There is also the super traffic star An Qian.
They are all hot search bombs, prosperous like a dream, and it is almost as lively as the Chinese New Year.
Lu Zixi was accustomed to these things, he glanced at the messages under the official blog boredly, and it was normal at first.
Most are happy that he is willing to come back to make a movie.
But gradually, the message was not right.
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"Do An Qian and Green Tea sister match each other?"
"It really fits."
"I thought Sister Green Tea didn't have acting skills, but after seeing the official announcement, I felt so good."
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Lu Zixi pulled up with a dark face, and saw that the latest official announcement was the co-production of An Qian and Bai Weiwei.
On the huge red drum, Bai Weiwei is wearing a red dress and white clothes, with peach blossoms on her slender fingers, and she looks at the emperor under the drum with a smile.
An Qian was wearing a black robe with her hair in a bun, a pale and weak emperor, with affectionate eyes, lying on the edge of the drum.
A huge impact of black, red and white.
It's just like oil painting.
Indeed, with a face.
The temperature in Lu Zixi's eyes became cold, and there was a slight chill in his eyes.
He took off the phone, only to feel that the anger in his body was getting more and more vigorous, but she suddenly turned over, and her long hair was softly sprinkled on his arm.
Lu Zixi's body was a little stiff, he only felt that she was close at hand, and his soft breath was blowing in his ear.
He should push her away.
But halfway through her fingers, her slender white calf rested on his.
The smooth skin feel is simply mind-blowing.
Lu Zixi didn't dare to move at all.