All The Male Leads Have Blackened

Cen Simiao was lying on the bed, watching the task progress bar, and froze for a long time.

It's pretty fast, so the favorability rises and it becomes 100%. The task of reversing the life of the original owner and Lu Mufan is almost completed.

She stayed at home all the time in the company. She used to use her mobile phone to contact her subordinates. But since she wasn't wearing any clothes, Lu Mufan didn't even let the video go.

What can be solved by talking alone.

Cen Simiao had no intention of working. At first, this kind of thing was done to break the health calendar. Now it is not useful at all. She became increasingly impatient and let Lu Mufan handle the company's affairs directly.

Just eat and drink.

Lu Mufan's face was still not very good-looking. When staring at her, that look made Cen Simiao particularly uncomfortable, especially because she was not wearing clothes yet.

Cen Simiao feels that there is nothing wrong with this life except for a little house.

Lu Mufan didn't ask Qian to come over again. He made three meals every day. The hood sounded in the kitchen, and the food was very fragrant. Cen Simiao was sitting on the sofa in the living room, covered with a small blanket, honestly watch TV.

Wait for dinner.

Lu Mufan is particularly satisfied with her attitude. From time to time, she glances out through the glass door. Cen Simiao holds a snack in her hand and eats bite by bite. Her white shoulders are exposed, not covered by the red blanket. Unfinished traces.

He was fascinated by the splash of oil in the oil pan, accidentally scalding his hands, and the salt jar he held fell to the floor instantly. Cen Simiao heard the noise, and quickly lifted the blanket away and ran barefoot.

"what happened?"

Lu Mufan was rushing under the faucet. She took a closer look. The back of his hand was red. It should be foaming later. Cen Smiao frowned. What are you capable of? "

Lu Mufan raised her eyes and stared at her, smiling at the corner of her mouth, with a soft expression: "Huh."

Cen Simiao was baffled by his attitude, and was about to speak again. Suddenly his face changed, and he hurriedly pulled her aside, away from the stove, it was all hot oil, and she was undressed and burnt. How to do.

Cen Simiao returned to the living room again, watching his busy work in the kitchen, raising his eyebrows.

The system was particularly puzzled: "Did you just show so much anxiety that you want to continue your appreciation? But it's already full."

She frowned, frowned, pulled over the blanket and said for a long time, "I forgot."

The mood was good, and suddenly became irritable.

Every time Cen Simiao arrived in the new world, she felt that the goal of the strategy was similar to a mystery, but she couldn't say it. She didn't want to think deeply, after all, it doesn't matter anymore.

And she bound this system to regain her life and go home, the rest has nothing to do with her.

She sighed.

Cen Simiao hasn't shown up during this time, and the subordinates in the company will find it strange, but they will not worry about it. But the family is different. The original parents of the original owner continued to call and repeatedly confirmed whether she was safe.

Lu Mufan looked at her helpless expression beside him and took her directly back.

Just returned there after a meal there.

Immediately after landing, Mu Fan's parents also called and said that they hadn't passed for a long time. Lu Mufan happily led Cen Simiao home again. Neither of them was absent this time, and they looked particularly close. The old couple of Lu Jia looked at ease.

Can they not be close, but when Fan Cen Simiao left Lu Mufan a step, he kept staring.

Lu Yu was also here this time, looking at the appearance of the two of them, shook his head, and I was especially grateful that I hadn't met Lou Zi that time, otherwise what would it look like now.

She kept looking at Cen Simiao, always thinking there was something wrong. After a while, when Cen Simiao got up and took the cup to pour water, she subconsciously looked at Lu Mufan, he nodded, and Cen Simiao moved his footsteps.

Lu Yu frowned. She was too tightly controlled by Lu Mufan.

Find some time to talk about him, otherwise, the two will get along sooner or later.

When eating, Cen Simiao took the chopsticks to pinch the vegetables, and the appearance was very good. From time to time, Lu Mufan clipped vegetables to her, Cen Simiao glanced and ignored them.

In the end, she only cleaned the vegetables she had eaten, and Lu Mufan was still on the plate.

Lu Yu looked aside, his face did not look ugly, but he didn't seem to care. But she was very clear, and maybe Lu Mufan was angry at this moment.

She quickly took a pair of unused chopsticks and filled the meat with Cen Simiao.

Cen Simiao bent her eyes and was very happy to eat.

Lu Yu breathed a sigh of relief, looked up to see Lu Mufan, but saw a gloom in his eyebrows. She froze for a moment and didn't understand.

At more than eight o'clock in the evening, Cen Simiao and Landing Mufan were about to leave, but were stopped by Lu Yu and said something to him. Cen Simiao was nothing, nodded and continued to sit on the sofa.

Lu Mufan loosened his tie and couldn't see anything unusual, but Cen Simiao knew that he was particularly impatient at the moment.

Cen Simiao looked at the back of Lu Yu, raised her eyebrows, reached her mother's arm, and spoke softly. It didn't take long for Lu Mufan to come out, his brows frowned, and his face was unhappy.

Lu Yu's face hated the expression of iron and steel.

Cen Simiao was particularly curious, what did they both say.

On the way home, Lu Mufan said nothing, and was extremely silent. Cen Simiao was also happy and closed her eyes to rest. By the time she got home, she was asleep until Lu Mufan woke her up.

Cen Simiao was a little breathless, and his movements were particularly fierce.

After he calmed down, he cried Cen Simao, almost whispering: "I love you, this marriage has love, don't you leave it?"

Cen Simiao smiled: "I want to say no?"

Lu Mufan stared at her, her eyes were dark and dark, and the grip on her shoulders was getting stronger and stronger. Cen Simiao felt the pain and could not help frowning.

He said, "You don't count."

Cen Simiao raised her eyes and listened to these words. Is it a deliberative attitude?

When she went out to show up, Cen Simiao resumed the days when Tiantianzhai was at home, and from time to time, she could hear the news revealed by Lu Mufan when she called.

The health calendar has been particularly miserable lately.

Lu Mufan didn't mean to stop at all, even if Wei's family came forward, he was playing Tai Chi. The Wei family is more than just a son of Wei calendar. It focuses on training the brother of Wei calendar. The company founded by Wei calendar is not too concerned about it.

But the calendar is trying to rely on this to fight for status and seek property. If the company collapses, nothing will really compare to his brother, and nothing will be lost.

Cen Simiao stayed at home. From time to time, he received news from his mobile phone, all Lu Mufan who was around him saw it, and then deleted it.

She wasn't in a hurry, anyway, as it continued, the calendar would end sooner or later.

Lu Mufan's time to go out began to become longer. It used to be too much for an hour, but now it's not enough for half a day. Every time I come back, I'm in a hurry.

Cen Simiao casually said, "Why are you so anxious to come back?"

He was changing shoes, and when he heard that, he paused and didn't make any noise. Cen Simiao was still holding the potato chips, eating with a click, without looking back at him. Lu Mufan took a can of drink and opened it. She took a sip.

Then he raised his arms and let Lu Mufan take it, his eyes were still on the TV.

A look he had been accustomed to serving.

Lu Mufan was not angry. Just now at the entrance, the gloom accumulated in his eyes was swept away. He willingly took the beverage can aside and asked her, "Would you like to eat something?"

Cen Simao nodded and said a lot.

He rolled up his cuffs and turned to the kitchen to cook. His cooking skills have already been practiced during this time. If it is not satisfactory, Cen Simiao frowns and asks him to invite Aunt Qian back.

He held his strength and insisted.

After cooking for an hour, he brought the dishes to the table and asked Cen Simiao to come over for dinner. She answered in her mouth, but didn't move.

Lu Mufan walked over and hugged her. Cen Simiao watched the TV without thinking, sitting at the table, full of dishes, what she said just now.

Cen Simiao took a few bites and said she was full. She had eaten too many snacks just now and was not hungry at all.

Lu Mufan was giving her a hand to put vegetables, put down the chopsticks, and filled a bowl of soup for Cen Simiao to drink. She frowned, all of it a little stretched.

Lu Mufan coaxed her softly.

Cen Simao reluctantly drank, rubbed his stomach, and then nested on the sofa. Lu Mufan packed up the chopsticks, washed them in the kitchen, and rubbed the foam of the detergent in his hands. He seemed to be in a very good mood.

Lu Mufan has been preparing for the surprise of his wedding anniversary recently. He has done everything himself and is very worried. This is their first anniversary, because the former two people were inseparable, and now they are truly together, so he attaches great importance to it.

He has been going out longer and longer, and Cen Simiao doesn't care what to do and how to live. I just feel a little bored at home.

It is hot in summer, and the air conditioner cannot be turned on all the time, which is not good for the body. Cen Simiao fell asleep, her body was very sticky, she looked at the time subconsciously, the bedroom was empty, and Lu Mufan had not yet returned.

She frowned and went to the bathroom to take a shower. The water sprayed from the shower fell on her body, and she reached for her bath milk. I took a moment to look at the task progress bar. The favorability is still there, and it is already full.

What is Lu Mufan doing recently? It is so abnormal.

The remaining counterattacks are still five percent behind the winners of life mission.

The world should be able to stay more than ten days.

Just thinking about it, I heard it suddenly.

"——Ding, all your tasks have been completed."

Cen Simiao almost didn't shudder.

In the company building, Lu Mufan was sitting on an office chair, opened the drawer, took out the documents, and glanced a little.

Today is the wedding anniversary of the two of them. The venue has been set up. He wanted to go back quickly, but the health calendar took the initiative to find him.

Lu Mufan didn't want to see it at all. When he was about to decline, he suddenly got a meal and it was done. After Wei Li came in, his expression was lethargic, and the whole man was listless and unshaven. He looked at Lu Mufan with begging in his eyes.

Lu Mufan was sitting there, and the taunt between the eyebrows was revealed. The corner of his mouth was ticked: "You still have time to come to me, shouldn't you be busy?"

Wei Li swallowed his throat, and his arrogance was gone. He paused and stuttered, "How can you let me go?"

Lu Mufan lowered his head and put on the watch, stroking the strap as if he wasn't listening. The health calendar became more and more excited, and rushed to the desk: "I beg you, forgive me this time."

He has been suffering especially these days, and there is no way out. The family doesn't care about these at all, and he persuaded him to stop and go home to eat and drink and wait for death.

He was unwilling to let his elder brother account for more of his future assets, but he was a small profit. Seeing that the company was getting worse, he came to Lu Mufan.

Lu Mufan bent his eyes, and the gentleness of the past appeared again, but the words spoken were decisive: "You dream."

The health calendar clenched his fists and turned his lips white.

After begging him several times, Lu Mufan was already impatient, and he was asked to take the health calendar out. The hope of the calendar was completely annihilated, and could not hold up anymore.

When he went out, he looked at Lu Mufan in revenge and snorted, "You are the dreamer, she doesn't love you at all, otherwise how could she be mixed with me and you won't get her."

Lu Mufan's eyes became sharp.

Distracted by a word, Lu Mufan touched Cen Simiao when he reached out his cell phone, but no one answered. He was a little flustered, clenched his cell phone, and hurried home.

I always feel upset along the way and can't wait to go back immediately. After he entered the door, he first glanced at the porch. Cen Simiao's bag and shoes were still there.

Lu Mufan was relieved that he should not have ran out alone. He moved his throat and shouted at her.

No one downstairs. He stepped up the stairs and pushed open the bedroom door.

There were traces of lying on the bed, and the quilt was messy. Lu Mufan walked over and suddenly heard the sound of water in the bathroom in the room. His tense body immediately relaxed, panting heavily, almost sitting on the bed.

Lu Mufan smiled at the corner of his mouth, loosened his tie, took off his shirt and walked over. He opened the door handle of the bathroom and said, "Take a bath and go out with me."

"It's ours today ..."

The sound suddenly stopped.