Quick travel: The paranoid god is spoiled by the apex treasure again

Lan Simiao's hand on the keyboard paused, and the person was stunned for a moment. Why does she treat others like this?

Didn't she just tell him to take a shower?

Xiao Ke in the sea of ​​consciousness covered his mouth and snickered, [Hey, the host is stupid, the boss has misunderstood that you have unspoken rules for passing others. 】

Lan Simiao understood immediately when she heard it said that. She chuckled. She finished typing the last few words that she wanted to add to his contract, sent the message, and then put her phone on silent mode. aside.

"So what? No, so what? Do you care about my past? Qinghe~" Lan Simiao slowly walked up to him and looked down at him with a playful smile on his face.

Fu Qinghe looked at her for a while and then looked away. He felt a little sour in his heart for some reason and a kind of boredom that he had nowhere to vent. He lowered his eyes slightly, shook his head, and said in a dejected tone, mocking himself: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have interfered. "

The love he found seems to be gone again.

Fu Qinghe twirled his fingers and said in a somewhat unspeakable voice: "Miss Lan, I, I don't accept unspoken rules. I owe you and the second master the money, and I will pay it back..."

At worst, if he uses his face to sign with a company in the entertainment industry and work hard for a few years, he will definitely be able to pay off the money.

Lan Simiao couldn't help laughing, and simply sat next to him, raising his chin with a magic hand: "Qinghe, you are the first man who has made this lady so interested. Before you , there is no man who can let me explain so much to him, do you understand?"

Fu Qinghe's eyes lit up instantly. He considered her words carefully and only remembered that she said he was Lan Simiao's first man.

The sourness and annoyance in my heart was swept away at this moment: "Yes, I understand."

His love crisis seemed to be back again.

Seeing that he was happy, Lan Simiao reached out and pinched his face: "You, don't call me Miss Lan anymore, it sounds weird."

Fu Qinghe also said very politely: "Then, I call you Miaomiao? Is that okay?"

Lan Simiao nodded: "Okay, you go take a shower. I remembered that I still have some work matters to deal with."

While listening to the sound of running water coming from the bathroom, Lan Simiao improved and supplemented the unmodified draft of the script.

Fu Qinghe walked out of the bathroom and saw Lan Simiao still sitting on the sofa, typing on her mobile phone with such concentration that people couldn't take their eyes away.

Lan Simiao noticed that Youdao's eyes were always on her. She looked up, but her gaze collided with his before he could move away. Fu Qinghe quickly looked away as if he was distracted, and took several deep breaths. He sounded like he had made up his mind and said, "Miaomiao, I, I've finished washing."

Lan Simiao raised his eyebrows slightly, pointed in the direction of the bed, and said with the intention of teasing and testing him, "Well, go to bed quickly. I'll leave when I'm done."

Fu Qinghe was stunned when he heard her words, and subconsciously asked: "Miaomiao, where are you going?"

Could it be that the rules in the circle have changed in the years since he left?

"Didn't you say you don't accept it? I'm not a person who likes to force others. I booked the room next door and will be there in a moment. It's very late. You should go and have a rest." After Lan Simiao finished speaking, he continued to lower his head. She's busy with what she's doing.

From time to time, he glanced at Fu Qinghe out of the corner of his eye.

After a while, she deleted and typed the last few words, typed and deleted them many times, and Fu Qinghe finally took action.