The second personality got the certificate behind my back [Entertainment]

Zhuo Yumo returned to the room alone. Although Zhong Mupi's slap just now made him feel a little inexplicable, it still didn't affect the nature of his continued reading of the script.He simply went to bed and got into the blanket, leaning on the pillow and continued to watch the sequel of the script happily.

Unlike novels, because there is no direct description of the environment, character actions and psychology, scripts have higher requirements for character dialogue, scene setting and rhythm control.Zhuo Yumo was still a little worried that the script would be mediocre, but the more he read it, the more pleasantly surprised he was. After reading a third of the script, he was completely immersed in the story. In the end, he didn't even know when and how he fell asleep. I don't know.When he opened his eyes again, he was lying on the bed in the bedroom with a small pillow in his arms.It was daylight outside.

Rubbing his eyes, he sat up in a daze, looking at the unfamiliar room, it took him a while to remember that this was Zhong Mu's house.

When he went downstairs to wash up, he looked in the mirror and found that he was wearing the pajamas he bought yesterday - but he should still be wearing a T-shirt and jeans when he fell asleep last night, when...

Did Zhong Mu change it for him?

As soon as he poked the toothbrush into his mouth, he was immediately frightened by his wild thoughts, and almost swallowed the toothpaste on the toothbrush.

No, it should not be possible.That young master seemed to hate contact with people very much, and would never take the initiative to help him change his clothes.

...But there are only the two of them in this villa, who else could it be if it wasn't Zhong Mu?

Thinking of Zhong Mu's "touching" confession last night, he couldn't help taking a breath, and almost swallowed the toothpaste again.

This is very embarrassing.

Why don't you just teach them a lesson?

It's not very suitable, after all, he eats other people's food and sleeps with other people's food, and he is not a hooligan, so he can't avenge his kindness?

Zhuo Yumo held his toothbrush in his mouth, and could almost imagine Zhong Mu's contemptuous look when they met later, and maybe he would laugh at him for asking others to help him change his clothes.

After getting along yesterday, Zhuo Yumo knew that Zhong Mu was actually very different from the indifference shown on the outside, and he was quite considerate inside, but... his mouth was too poisonous!What matter came to the mouth of Young Master Zhong, it was simply crushing.People say they spit out lotus flowers, but Master Zhong means that a dog can’t spit out ivory, and top-notch chocolate can also be called shit. When a fairy descends to him, he is still as beautiful as a white radish in the mud. Anyway, what? Couture can be trampled into a street stall by him. In his eyes, the whole earth may no longer have a beautiful civilization, only rubbish and rubbish.

Sighing and washing up, he wanted to sneak upstairs to change clothes before Zhong Mu found out, but he was caught by someone as soon as he stepped out of the bathroom with one foot.

"Are you awake?" The young master outside the door looked well-dressed and meticulous again this morning, and he still had that expression of indifference or indifference on his face, which was quite different from the smiling person who kept confessing his love last night.

"Uh... um." Embarrassed, Zhuo Yumo subconsciously withdrew his feet into the bathroom, and was a little thankful that the young master was finally "normal" today.He looked at Zhong Mu, thought for a while, and said awkwardly, "Last night, I'm sorry, I just... I'm not used to you making that kind of joke. You're... pretty good, really, pretty good .”

Zhong Mu frowned as expected after hearing his faltering, and stared at him for a long time, with a look of hesitation on his face.After a long while, he said: "The driver just told me that he was in a car accident on the way, and today's ingredients can't be delivered for the time being. There is only yogurt in the refrigerator, and I made dried fruit yogurt cereal in the kitchen." After finishing speaking, he said I went upstairs alone.

That's great, the young master actually accepted his apology, and for the first time, he didn't speak harshly about changing clothes, Zhuo Yumo couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief.He went to the kitchen and looked, and sure enough there was not even a vegetable leaf in the refrigerator except pure water and beverages.

"There's not even a single egg left..."

He muttered, and looked helplessly at the cereal wrapped in plastic wrap on the table. After hesitating for a while, he pulled out his chair and sat down, reaching out to remove the plastic wrap.

Anyway, the young master was thinking about him when he was making breakfast, so he had to eat a little for this.

Zhuo Yumo took a spoonful of oatmeal and put it into his mouth, thinking that he could eat whatever he wanted.

……

What kind of magical hands does Zhong Mu have? How can he make yogurt and oatmeal so delicious?Is he a fairy?

Zhuo Yumo accidentally ate a whole bowl of oatmeal without saying a word.Patting his stomach contentedly, he happily washed the dishes and wiped the table, came to the living room, saw that the other scripts that he hadn't finished reading last night were still on the sofa, so he sat down naturally, picked up the scripts and continued. Watched it last night.

After a while, he felt a little itchy arm, but he didn't pay much attention to it, anyway, just bear it.

But gradually, he began to feel a little difficult to breathe, as if something was blocked in his throat, and it was like a rope tightly strangling his neck.He hurriedly put down the script and wanted to get up and go back to his room to get his phone, but he felt weak in his limbs when he got up, and he fell heavily on the floor uncontrollably.

He raised his hand desperately, tried his best to grab the coffee table to stand up, but failed several times, he wanted to call for help, but couldn't make a sound.As time went by, the feeling of suffocation became more and more intense, and his consciousness became more and more blurred, so he almost gave up.

But at this moment, a cry came to his ears.

Is his name.

He didn't even have time to say yes, but he felt himself being hugged by both hands.

Then he lost consciousness.

The author has something to say:

Zhuo Yumo: Xiaobao, I want to ask you something.

Xiaobao: Brother Yumo>_

Zhuo Yumo: I fell asleep last night, who changed my clothes for me?

Xiaobao: It's Xiaobao!

Zhuo Yumo: Oh... Thank you, Xiaobao!

Xiaobao: Xiaobao promises that he never secretly looked at Brother Yumo!The owner said that I was too young to watch too exciting pictures, so he stood by and covered the camera for me!

Zhuo Yumo: ...

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