Green Tea Characters Must Not Collapse [Transmigration Book]

Seeing the gentleness and affection in Fu Shiyu's eyes, which was completely different from the coldness and gloomyness that exuded when he questioned himself before, Lu Huai couldn't help but feel a little softness in his heart.

The little distress I felt across the screen while reading a book was very vividly lingering in front of me at this moment, and because of the real everything about the person around me, that little distress was magnified infinitely, Lu Huai couldn't help but frown.

"The future will be long." He stared at the man in front of him, and suddenly said this without thinking, and a bright smile appeared on his face.

Lu Huai got out of bed, put his arms around Fu Shiyu's neck, turned his face and kissed his earlobe: "Everything will be fine."

The hugged person still stood in place, did not respond to Lu Huai's words and actions, and did not even make a sound.

Feeling curious in his heart, Lu Huai let go, blinked his innocent eyes, and looked at Fu Shiyu's face.

On this perfect and impeccable handsome face, there was imperceptible stiffness and unnaturalness.

But these were not abrupt, and Lu Huai observed carefully for a few more seconds before finally realizing it.

Fu Shiyu was shy.

Even those deep black eyes dodged his gaze uncomfortably, but there was a hint of joy hidden in them, like shattered stars scattered in them, Lu Huai saw it for the first time, and thought it was so beautiful thing.

Lu Huai didn't expect that just because of a light kiss on his ear, he could bring out such an unknown side of Fu Shiyu.

Obviously, the kiss he took the initiative to lean over at the engagement banquet was so skillful and steady, although the soft touch at that time carried a cold meaning without temperature.

"You go to take a bath, do you want me to wash with you?"

Lu Huai's tone easily broke the silence between the two of them. His slender fingers pointed at Fu Shiyu's chest and circled leisurely around one place.

The intoxicating temperature and undisguised hint in his eyes caused Fu Shiyu's chest to heave slightly, and then he grabbed Lu Huai's hand: "No need." He settled down and his tone returned to calm.

"It's really boring."

Lu Huai pouted dissatisfiedly, but there was no complaint in his words, "Then I'll wait for you here."

He nodded while talking to himself, as if answering himself for Fu Shiyu, the corners of his eyes that were red just now looked even more attractive at this moment: "Don't make me wait too long."

"En." Fu Shiyu agreed briefly, then turned and went to the bathroom under Lu Huai's smiling eyes.

In the next few hours, Lu Huai deeply realized what it means to be teased by oneself.

A few times before, because of shyness, Lu Huai always stretched out his hand in the middle, and pushed Fu Shiyu away with a whimper, asking him to turn off all the light sources in the room.

And Fu Shiyu always acquiesced to his opinions. Although he was a little regretful, he would not do anything that would make Lu Huai feel awkward.

But this time it's different, Lu Huai's hands and wrists overlapped, and Fu Shiyu's palm clasped the top of his head, there was no chance to move at all.

Fu Shiyu's expression and eyes when he was emotional were like a ball of insoluble ink, which made Lu Huai feel so strong.

He suppressed the shyness in his heart, and opened his eyes cooperatively. His eyes were full of water, and his gaze collided with the person on his body.

This not-so-small detail caused Fu Shiyu's restraint to get out of control again, as if he was declaring his sovereignty, and wanted to imprint his mark deeply.

Except that Lu Huai was sobbing and crying and was not let go, this should be considered a perfect night.

Lu Huai remembered that at the end, Fu Shiyu fulfilled his previous flirting request and carried him to the bathroom.

When the bathtub was filled with water, Lu Huai was pinched on the back of his neck and pressed down on the sink. He was forced to look at himself in the mirror who had begun to lose consciousness, and was messed up again.

It didn't know how long it took until the hot water in the two-person bathtub was full and overflowed, then he felt as if his whole body was soaked in warm water, but he was so tired that he didn't even want to move his eyelids.

The sky was dimly bright, Lu Huai vaguely felt movement around him, and even the warm embrace he had curled up all night seemed to lose its temperature.

He snorted subconsciously, and unconsciously groped for a piece of quilt in front of him, shrank his body and hugged it in his arms.

Fu Shiyu was about to leave at first, but after seeing Lu Huai's series of actions, he couldn't help smiling, attached himself and pressed a kiss on his forehead, and then left the room leisurely.

When I woke up, the time displayed on the phone was already noon.

Lu Huaixu held the phone, closed his eyes and still didn't want to move, Fu Shiyu tossed and tossed at least until the second half of the night last night, and he didn't know where he got such good physical strength.

He felt that there was no pain in his body, and he had to groan when he turned over.

"Have you received the script?" The phone beeped, and it was a WeChat message from Zheng Shu.

Lu Huai struggled to raise his arms and answered "?", lying on the bed, sighing and annoyed at the end of his wanton frivolity.

"The script of "Where I Met You", I sent it to you after I signed the contract. The courier in the same city should arrive in the morning, but I haven't received it?" Zheng Shu replied quickly.

"I'll go downstairs to take a look, maybe they didn't tell me when we got there." Lu Huai said perfunctorily, and continued to lie on the bed and pretend to be dead.

Throat is also burning pain.

Lu Huai dragged his limp body to soak in a slightly hot hot bath to relieve his fatigue. He touched a white long-sleeved cotton T-shirt and gray trousers that he didn't know whether it was Fu Shiyu or the original owner, and put them on loosely. Tun Tun went downstairs.

"Housekeeper Li, do you have my delivery today?" Lu Huai first poured himself a cup of scented tea, drank it in one gulp, and felt that his throat was more comfortable, before calling out to Li Chengyi who was arranging work in the side hall.

"Yes, Mr. Lu." Pan Yun agreed instead of Li Chengyi, walked to the living room, and took out a black package from the cabinet on the shelf: "It arrived an hour ago."

"Thank you." Lu Huai took it, and politely thanked Pan Yun: "Why didn't you go up and tell me?"

"Mr. Fu told you before going to work that you can't disturb your rest." Pan Yun replied gently: "Do you need lunch now?"

"Okay." Lu Huai nodded.

This script is as thick as a book, and it is heavy and heavy in the hand.

While drinking the pork rib soup, Lu Huai flipped through it patiently. After confirming that it was his own script, he sent a message to Zheng Shu to confirm that he had received it. He put it aside and began to eat lunch seriously.

This is a habit he has developed from his childhood education, and he can't use two things at once when eating.

After lunch, Lu Huai strolled into Fu Shiyu's study on the third floor with the script in his arms.

Although there were many and miscellaneous things on the huge desk, they were neatly arranged. Afraid that he would mess up Fu Shiyu's documents, Lu Huai walked around the desk, and then returned to the coffee table next to him.

The script was too long, Lu Huai sat cross-legged on the black sofa in the study, and roughly skimmed the plot.

The lines of his role are similar to those of Qin Yan's leading male role, and most of them are rival scenes between the two.

Halfway through, I received a Weibo link from Zheng Shu on WeChat. It was the official account of "He Yuyou" who posted a Weibo to announce the starring role. Several leading actors of Aite include him, Qin Yan, and others. There is one, I don't know the name.

This movie is an adaptation of a novel, and the IP has its own popularity. In addition, the investors are rich and powerful, and Qin Yan is the male lead, so the first Weibo comment on this official blog has already exceeded [-]. Growing.

Lu Huai scrolled down, and unexpectedly saw that there were thousands of reposts in the hot posts on Weibo, and there was an account with more than 200 reposts in the middle. The account name was "Lu Huai Official Support Club".

"So I have real fans?" Lu Huai raised his eyebrows in surprise, and clicked into the Weibo homepage with the mentality of watching the fun.

The support club's lineup is as shabby as his official owner's. After all, it's an account with more than 1000 fans. There are only a few dozen Weibo posts here and there, and they only repost it every few months.

Even so, no matter what this support club says, it is now its own.

Lu Huai tapped the screen a few times, connected with the support club, and then spent a huge amount of money to recharge this account as a member for a year, and then reposted the official Weibo on the official blog, with the caption Zheng The copy sent to him by the book is a few official words.

The comments on the Weibo that he reposted came very quickly. Lu Huai glanced at it casually, and none of them looked non-violent.

[I vomited, you really have the face to forward it? ]

[Do you deserve it, do you deserve it, do you deserve it? ]

[Bring capital into the group to penetrate the center of the earth/candle]

[Excuse me, I just came here, are you scolding directly? ]

The original owner's whole network blackmail is really not a cover. Although Lu Huai didn't feel these words, he still curled his lips, closed Weibo and stopped looking at those smoky comment areas.

He's going to join the group next week, and before joining the group, he has to fix his makeup, so when Zheng Shu reminded him that he can start preparing some personal items now, Lu Huai realized that he had to buy some clothes.

He doesn't like to use things that other people have used. These days, he wears either the original owner's or Fu Shiyu's. Now that he is free to think about it, he always feels awkward. These clothes are not his favorite style.

Putting the script on the table, Lu Huai found a black fisherman's hat and a mask, put it on and went out, sent the driver away in the garage, got the key and drove the black car that Fu Shiyu had driven before. Gust went out.

Because he didn't know the way, Lu Huai followed the navigation for more than an hour, and the scenic buildings on both sides of the street gradually became more advanced and lively. The navigation showed that he had arrived in the CBD, so he rubbed his sore neck and got out of the car.

The row upon row of high-rise buildings in the business district was dazzling. Lu Huai adjusted the mask and hat on his face and stepped into the nearest shopping mall.

How can I say that I am also a topical starlet now, and being recognized might cause a bit of a stir here.

Lu Huai fantasized happily in his heart, and even felt a little unspeakable excitement.

The author has something to say: Ha, it’s already the 20th, happy 520, and random red envelopes will be dropped when you leave a message.

Mr. Fu took Xiaolu together to wish everyone a sweet day.

Thanks to the little angels who threw the landmines: 1 for Mufeng; 5 for Mengqi Huaren.Thanks to Krips for a bottle of nutrient solution~jiujiujiu~