The host was abducted by money

Chapter 592 National Movie King (56)

"Okay, okay." Both Yi Yan and Gu Xiaoman agreed very much.

"Anything." Xia Lin said, using long chopsticks to check whether the ingredients in the pot were cooked.

Without deliberately waiting for Su Mu's consent, Su Ge sat down, and the sitting position was just opposite to Su Mu.

After Su Mu prepared the dipping sauce, he put it directly in Xia Lin's hand.

After a hot pot meal, Yi Yan and Gu Xiaoman were enlivening the atmosphere, Su Mu just ate quietly, Xia Lin picked up the two from time to time to chat about their acting skills, and Su Ge was Gu Xiaoman's fan meeting for Q&A. Answer her questions.

After the hot pot was over, it was ten o'clock in the evening. After Gu Xiaoman and Yi Yan left, Su Ge continued to stay cheeky.

Su Mu called him downstairs.

"I said, get out." Her tone was extremely cold.

"Mucha, I like you, can you give me a chance?" Su Ge's face turned pale, he wanted to get close to her, talk to her, if possible, he wanted to take care of her, take care of her...

"Su Ge, no matter who you are, if you come close to me again, I will kill you!" Her cold voice was like ice slag, piercing his body word by word. Su Ge looked at her walking back, how heavy her steps were. Can't move it either.

"I'm sorry..." He kept murmuring, even he didn't know why he had to apologize.

Su Mu returned to the studio and saw Xia Lin leaning against the door smoking a cigarette.

The two looked at each other, as if something was flowing in the air.

Xia Lin put out the cigarette in his hand and said, "Are you done talking?"

"Hmm." There's nothing to talk about, no matter who that person is, it has nothing to do with her.

The only thing related to her is the person in front of her.

After tidying up, Su Mu fell asleep on the bed in the studio.

Xia Lin who was sleeping on the sofa couldn't sleep.

She always felt that Su Ge was different from others in her heart. After talking with Su Ge alone just now, he clearly felt the strangeness of her being isolated from the world.

This feeling made him very uneasy, afraid that she would isolate himself from her world.

After thinking about it, he sat up again and stood outside the balcony to smoke.

Sleeping sumac.

in the dark.

It was full of the smell of blood, and soon the darkness faded into blood. The corpses were piled up, and the edge of the vast sea of ​​corpses could not be seen.

There was a man standing in the middle of the sea of ​​corpses, holding a spear at an angle. His uniform was messy and broken, and his long hair was blown by the wind, blending with the blood...

In this dead silence, there is only that one figure. I can't see who it is, but I can feel the silent and endless blood dripping...

Soon.

The dark, blood-red sky began to rain, drop by drop, all the dripping red liquid hit the corpses all over the place, blooming the flower of hell...

The figure leaning on the spear slowly raised his head...

A pair of unfocused eyes flicked open.

Looking at the mottled shadows cast from the window on the dim ceiling, the focus in his eyes slowly returned.

【Host, what kind of dream is that? 】

The depressing scene in the dream made the whole system feel uncomfortable.

It is rare for a host to dream of such a terrifying scene.

Su Mu sat up cross-legged, lowered his eyes slowly: "It's just a nightmare."

Sure enough, it was still affected...

With his mind cleared up, Su Mu, who was not sleepy, got up, turned on the light and went to the lounge to pour water for a drink.

When he arrived at the lounge, he saw Xia Lin standing on the balcony with a cigarette between his fingers, the smoke curled up and blurred his appearance.

Hearing the sound, he turned his head and saw that Su Mu was wearing a knee-length sling pajamas, revealing his white skin. The conservative pajamas, in Xia Lin's opinion, made his mouth dry.

(End of this chapter)