The screenwriter's wife of the scumbag actor

Lu Zhe drove Xia Mo back to the original villa. When Wu Ma opened the door, she saw the young master holding him standing at the door, and thought it was a dream.

"Master Mo? Master, this..."

It was cold outside, and Lu Zhe was afraid that Xia Mo would catch a cold, so he whispered to Wu Ma: "He drank too much, let me in first, so that he won't catch a cold later."

"Oh." Wu Ma led Lu Zhe into the door.

Lu Zhe carried Xia Mo into the master bedroom on the second floor, "Master, do you want me to cook a bowl of hangover soup for Master Mo? Look, you are exhausted after carrying Xia Mo all the way."

Lu Zhe was really sweating profusely from carrying Xia Mo all the way back. He waved his hand and said to Wu Ma: "No need, I'll just take care of him. You're too old to stay up late, go down and rest first."

In the past three years, Wu Ma has always seen Lu Zhe's sufferings in her eyes and felt pain in her heart. She knows that he misses Xia Mo, and now that Xia Mo is back, the two of them must have a good tenderness to relieve the pain of lovesickness. Without saying anything, he quietly exited the master bedroom.

Seeing Mama Wu backing out, Lu Zhe sat on the side of the bed and took a deep breath. After all, he was hugging an adult man anyway, so he must be exhausted right now.

Xia Mo who fell asleep in the dream was not honest, he kept moaning and moaning, his brows were tightly furrowed, the moonlight was reflected on his face, reflecting the sparkling tears, he must have dreamed about the past again.

Lu Zhe rested for a while, sighed deeply, then found Xia Mo's pajamas from the closet, fetched a basin of water from the bathroom, rolled up his sleeves and prepared to clean Xia Mo's body.

As soon as he rolled up his sleeves, Xia Mo on the bed let out a strange "uh", before Lu Zhe could react, he turned his head and vomited, the floor and even the sheets were all dirty.

Lu Zhe didn't dislike Xia Mo's dirtyness, he just knelt on one knee on the bed and patted him on the back lightly. Seeing that he even spit out bile, his heart ached, and he asked Xia Mo if he felt better?In my heart, I scolded those bastards who poured summer wine one by one.

"Woooo, I don't, it's not uncomfortable, I... I'm very happy, I can sign these orders, I... Let me tell you, I, Xia Mo, never rely on anyone, vomit!"

"Okay, okay, our Xiaxia is the best, okay? Are you comfortable with vomiting? Just sleep well when you are comfortable with vomiting, okay?"

Fortunately, the people under Lu Zhe didn't see how their boss coaxed Xia Mo, otherwise, for them, it might be more terrifying than watching a horror movie.

Lu Zhe managed to lull Xia Mo to sleep, wiped off the sweat from his head, and started to clean the room. He gently pulled out the sheets and changed them, and then mopped the floor clean.

The water in the basin was cold just now, so he went to the bathroom to fetch a new basin of hot water to wash Xia Mo's body.

But when his hands touched the buttons of Xia Mo's suit, his heart beat faster and his hands began to tremble.

It has been three years, three full years, and now the person he has missed for three years is now lying in front of him like a puddle of mud and at his mercy, this is undoubtedly a huge temptation for Lu Zhe, especially Xia Mo's original skin It's very white and tender. After drinking the wine, the skin is hot, pink and tender, so cute.

The fire of desire was about to set Lu Zhe on fire, only to hear a crisp "Pa!" slap resounding through the master bedroom, which woke him up a lot.

He said silently: "Lu Zhe, what are you thinking, you bastard? Xia Xia already hates you enough, how can you still annoy him and hurt him? Hurry up and change clothes quickly, don't think about things for a day Thinking of the west, like a hooligan."

Lu Zhe slapped himself to wake him up, and then quickly changed Xia Mo's clothes.

However, the process of wiping his body is really a torture for him. He can see it but not eat it.

After finally cleaning up Xia Mo, he put on his pajamas and stuffed it under the quilt, but the flames in his body had already ignited into a raging fire that was out of control. He looked at the sleepy Xia Mo, gave a wry smile, and ran resignedly Go to the bathroom to put out the fire.

After a long time, he came out with a tired face, stripped himself off, lay down under the blanket, hugged Xia Mo and fell asleep.

He could swear that this was the most sound sleep he had had in three years.

The next day, Xia Mo tried hard to open his eyes, and what he saw was a familiar crystal chandelier worth 60 yuan. This object seemed to belong to his room, but he couldn't remember it now, and thought he dreaming.

He closed his eyes and turned around to continue to sleep. A warm breath rushed towards his face, and the familiar smell made him immediately open his eyes wide.

"Lu Zhe?!"

Xia Mo jumped up and pushed Lu Zhe away.

Lu Zhe was also awakened by Xia Mo's movement. He was naked, got up and rubbed his eyes, and said hoarsely, "Are you awake?"

Xia Mo looked at what she was wearing under the quilt... Fuck!Why is this Doraemon pajamas so familiar?This tm is his pajamas from three years ago. Last night, he had drunk sex and slept with Lu Zhe again? !

No, Xia Mo remembered that there was no Lu Zhe at the bar last night, but how did he find himself?

Xia Mo tried hard to recall what happened last night before the fragmentation, he remembered... It seemed that he sent a few bosses to the car, what did he do after he came back?Depend on!He remembered that he answered the phone in a daze. At that time, he was too drunk and thought it was Xiaomi. Now it seems that the bastard Lu Zhe should have called him.

He couldn't remember what happened after that, but what he can be sure of now is that nothing indescribable happened between him and Lu, otherwise he would have already been ruined by him so that his back hurts and his body is bruised.

Xia Mo's anger surged to the top of his head, and he kept chanting silently, he had to control himself, he said he would completely forget him, don't let him have the opportunity to sneak in, don't forgive this bastard!

"Xia Xia, I..."

Xia Mo opened his eyes and stared at Lu Zhe, wishing he could swallow him alive.

Xia Mo's sharp eyes made Lu Zhe swallow his saliva, and continued: "Last night, I called you, but you drank too much and mistook me for your driver. I was worried about you, so I called you. Follow me, and then..."

Xia Mo cut off his words, "Then you brought me back, stripped me naked, gave me a bath and changed my pajamas, and then you didn't do anything, did you?"

Lu Zhe stared at a pair of big eyes, blinked, and gave a pitiful "hmm".

Xia Mo smiled self-deprecatingly, Lu Zhe is worthy of being the film king, with his appearance just now, I don't know how he acted?How many people were cheated?

snort!hypocritical.

"Lu Zhe, I told you that we can't go back to the past. I've looked forward and I'm about to start a new life. Why don't you let me go? What the fuck did I owe you in my last life? ? Are you going to torture me like this for the rest of your life?"

Lu Zhe red-eyed, "Xia Xia, Xia Xia, listen to me, you don't owe me what I owe you, can you ask me to pay you back?"

Xia Mo seemed to have heard a big joke, "Give it back to me? How do you pay it back? Can you give me back the Xia family, or my child's life? Or give me back the health I lost?"

"I..." Lu Zhe was silenced by Xia Mo.

Xia Mo continued to mock him and said: "Lu Zhe, could it be that you have read too many scumbags in the past two years? Thinking that our relationship can also be like a novel. It is fun to abuse your wife in the front, and chase after your wife in the crematorium. Can it be recovered? Don't be naive, Lu Zhe, this is reality, not fiction."

Lu Zhe bowed his head, "I'm sorry, Xia Mo, I'm really sorry."

Xia Mo lifted the quilt and got out of bed, "I..."

Lu Zhe is used to looking at people, he hurriedly opened the closet door, inside were all the clothes that Xia Mo had worn, but the tuxedo with jasmine flowers embroidered on the cuffs was missing.

Xia Mo frowned, looked Lu Zhe up and down, and asked, "What do you mean?"

Lu Zhe smiled wryly and said: "I want to tell you that you don't believe that I have you in my heart, I understand, but you see, the closet is full of your clothes now, and I like to pick out your clothes when I am at home when I have nothing to do. Imagine what you would look like in it. Me, I lost that tuxedo you hated, along with the piano in the study. From now on, only your and my things will be in this villa, and no other people’s things are allowed. "

Xia Mo sneered and said: "I'm deceiving myself, I don't know who brought these things back home to see things and think about others."

"I was wrong, I only have you in my heart from now on."

"dong dong dong"

Wu Ma knocked on the door and shouted: "Master, Master Mo, breakfast is ready, come down to eat."

Before Xia Mo could speak, Lu Zhe answered, "Well, yes, come right away."

Xia Mo stared at Lu Zhe, but didn't speak.

Now Lu Zhe can only rely on Mama Wu to keep Xia Mo, and he made the best second choice: "For the past three years since you left, Mama Wu has been worried about you and missed you all the time. Even if you don't want to see me anymore or hate me, you have to Have a bite of the breakfast made by Wu Ma? To be honest, she has always treated you like her own son."

Lu Zhe's words hit Xia Mo's weakness, he could hate Lu Zhe, but Wu Ma was really good to him, and he was always grateful to Wu Ma for always being with him.

He could only give Lu Zhe a blank look, he could slap Lu Zhe, but he couldn't slap Wu Ma, so he could only sigh, "Okay, but don't think too much, I'm just doing it for Wu Ma."

Lu Zhe was a little excited, after all, he could stay for breakfast, no matter what the reason was?Being able to stay shows that Xia Mo's heart towards him has not yet hardened, and he still has a chance.

He fully agreed: "Okay, okay, I know, let's go, don't keep Mama Wu waiting."

Xia Mo changed his clothes, and walked out of the master bedroom with Lu Zhe. From the second floor overlooking the kitchen on the first floor, Wu Ma was busy going out. The crisp sound of pots and pans colliding made him feel like he was back three years ago. , as if these three years were like a dream.

Wu Ma wiped her hands with her apron, and smiled gently at Xia Mo on the second floor, "Master Mo, Master, come down for breakfast soon."