Are you dating online, miss?

Who can stand this?

Can't stand, can't stand, can't stand...

Let me smell it here?Who dares to smell it?

I want to hold!

No, one plus one equals how much...

The rhythm of breathing changed suddenly, He Lu couldn't help swallowing, the voice had no place to hide behind the silence, she was so ashamed that her whole body seemed to be boiling hot air, wishing to melt into the air and go away with the wind.

"Well, do you like it? I'll give you a bottle later."

He Lu's ears were as soft as his own, trembling slightly, and his voice trembling slightly: "No, no need...I, I..."

"What am I?"

Is it an illusion...

I always feel that there is something wrong with Yiyi's voice at this moment, it is a little more indescribable than the usual light tone.

He Lu faltered, unable to speak.

The cheeks are full of rosy shyness, and in the dimly lit car, it looks even more immature and innocent like a newborn.

Seeing her shyness, Mo Yiyi decided to let it go, moved a little distance away, closed her hands to smooth her hair, and smiled.

"There is still some way to the hotel, let's rest first."

He Lu had another dream that night.

This time it's not a dream, it's just her and Mo Yiyi's childhood sweetheart, growing up together, naturally knowing each other and loving each other, all the logical plots are fresh, beautiful, sweet and intoxicating.

Although I slept late last night, I woke up before the alarm clock in the morning, reminiscing about the beautiful love in my dream, and the smile on my lips couldn't be suppressed for a long time.

Oh, it's really good.

He Lu lay on the bed, smiled foolishly for a while, and took a look at his phone.

An hour ago, Mo Yiyi sent a WeChat message.

[Yiyi: I'll go to the set first, wake up and send a message. 】

Looking at the time on the screen, it was [-]:[-], and the message was sent at [-]:[-].

It's not easy for a producer, having to work so early.

He Lu didn't know much about the producer. He used to think it was a very good title. Now it seems that the title is good, but he is also exhausted like a cow.

She first sent a good morning, and then sent another emoticon package, the egg yolk stretched out in the small blanket, very soft and cute.

She got out of bed, dragged her slippers to the window, drew the curtains, opened the window, and looked down.

There are several small flat buildings lined up next to the hotel. It looks a bit old, the walls are dusty, and the streets are narrow. This place looks like a county town, and the hotel I am staying in is the tallest building I can see.

In the middle of the night, another soft drizzle fell, and the air mixed with moist chill squeezed in through the window. He Lu was blown so that his shoulders shrank, and he closed the window again.

I haven't heard back from WeChat yet, it looks like I'm busy.

Holding the phone, He Lu was suddenly a little worried that if he came here like this, he would really obey what Mother He said and disturb Mo Yiyi's work and life.

The phone vibrated, and she immediately unlocked it and clicked on WeChat.

[Zhou Yajing: I read the manuscript you submitted yesterday, and there are a few places that I think can be changed, please read it]

Followed by a document.

... This familiar way of opening.

He Lu thought of Dong Zhenzhu in an instant, it was really the same mode of urging work with the same effect.

It is your choice to write WeChat manuscripts.

The tearful mixed blood has to be swallowed.

She first sent a message to Mo Yiyi, saying that she would revise the manuscript at the hotel and look for her later, then took out the laptop from the suitcase, logged on to the computer version of WeChat, downloaded the file, and replied to Zhou Yajing.

When it was turned on, He Lu also laughed bitterly. It seems that there is no need to change the problem of carrying this notebook wherever it goes.

The screen of the mobile phone next to him lit up.

【Yiyi: [touch head.jpg]】

He Lu jumped for joy for a moment, pursed his lips, found an emoji of a Shiba dog lying on the ground, the dog's head being gently touched by the owner's hand, and sent it.

That head came back quickly.

[Yiyi: Revise the manuscript carefully, don't forget to have breakfast, wait for me to come back. 】

wait me back.

He Lu stared at the last four words, pursed the corners of his mouth again and again, and finally couldn't help but burst into a bright smile.

She tapped the keyboard lightly, not fast, key by key as cautiously as signing a contract.

[I have horns on my head: Of course I will wait for you. 】

Click to open the document, there are many places that need to be modified.

Zhou Yajing's work is much more reliable than his idle appearance, so it is recommended to write sharply and directly.

He Lu simply estimated the time required for the revision, which is not a workload that can be done in a short period of time, so he thought it would be better to go down to eat first.

She got up to change clothes, finished washing, went downstairs to eat, and played back the points and suggestions in the document that needed to be revised just now. She had to admit that although Zhou Yajing praised her as a new media genius, she still had a lot to learn.

The time when she got busy was fast, and when she finished correcting the manuscript and sent it to Zhou Yajing, the time in the lower right corner of the computer was displayed: 23:[-].

WeChat is clear and refreshing, with no unread messages.

He Lu was about to send a message to Mo Yiyi, and was still typing in the box, when the message suddenly popped out.

【Yiyi: Come back now, wait for me. 】

It's really a tacit understanding, she smiled and replied: "Okay."

After finishing his work and waiting for Mo Yiyi to pick him up for dinner, He Lu relaxed and refreshed, and boarded the QQ group for a while.

Recently, the serialization has come to an end, I am busy writing WeChat manuscripts, and the extras will be updated every few days.

As soon as you log in, Xiaoqunqun will jump on the bottom right, displaying a message 99+

Yes, still active.

He Lu went up and said hello first.

[[A Piao] Lulu: Good morning everyone~]

The news that swiped the screen suddenly stopped, and several messages popped up along with it.

[[Group leader] Ayang: What is Lulu busy with, I haven’t seen you bubbling for a long time]

[[Great Orator] Xiao Yuanxiao: Are you charging now? 】

[[Great orator] Aman: Lulu has been charging now [pick the nose] I have to jio to fall in love]

[[Legend of Jianghu] Xianxian: I just ordered takeaway lunch...it's still morning!Did you sleep in late? Don't go to work today? 】

He Lu laughed, deliberately spreading hatred.

【[A Piao] Lulu: My company has already had the Spring Festival holiday→_→】

[[Legends of Jianghu] Xianxian: ... I have a lemon! ! ! ! ! ! 】

[[Great orator] Aman: I just passed the test last night... I'm autistic]

He Lu was very satisfied with this effect.

Recalling that Xianxian and Aman chatted about their gay friends before, I was still deeply envious at that time, but now when I think of Mo Yiyi, I no longer have the mentality of simply looking for gay friends, who made Yiyi so perfect.

Even in the depths of her heart, she has a secret hope that she can't tell: to be able to own her.

Shensi could not help but return to the car last night.

It's so risky, so risky, I almost couldn't hold it back, if Yiyi knew what I was thinking, it would be the end.

He Lu stroked his heart, thinking with lingering fear.

In the afternoon, Mo Yiyi drove He Lu to the set.

On the way, she warned: "The conditions in the mountains are average, and the photos are of the original style, and there are many small animals. Be careful not to run around."

He Lu became nervous all of a sudden, and his voice was tense: "Is there... is there a snake?"

Just mentioning this word made her scalp tingle.

Mo Yiyi thought for a while: "Maybe."

He Lu opened his mouth, feeling bad all over.

Mo Yiyi turned his head, glanced at her, knowing what she was thinking, and comforted him: "I haven't seen anyone for now, I'm just guessing."

"But...but I'm so afraid of snakes..." There was a little fear in the voice.

He Lu blamed himself for being useless in his heart, the slightest appearance of a snake might frighten her away from going to see Mo Yiyi's working environment.

"Don't be afraid."

A hand went over the gear shifter and rested lightly on the back of it.

He Lu turned his head.

Seeing that Mo Yiyi was still looking ahead and controlling the steering wheel with the other hand, he said with a faint smile, "Just follow me."

Her voice is soft and soft, but magically has the power to soothe people's hearts.

He Lu pursed his lips quietly, but did not take his hand away.

She turned her head and looked out the window. The sun shone through the forest into the car, with a slightly warm temperature.

She squinted and smiled.

That's great, I hope this mountain road can go slower, and slower.