MTL - All The Male Leads Have Blackened-Chapter 5 Actor X Rich Woman (5)

The shopping mall counter has just been put on a new product and placed on a shelf, the price is particularly expensive. After the clerk was busy, the attitude was surprisingly good. Even if some people try it on repeatedly, they haven't decided whether to buy it or not.

These two days, their performance is particularly good.

Xu Senni went shopping with her friends. After shopping for one afternoon, she sat on a leather stool and took out the foundation from her bag. The bag was piled up a lot, counting her most.

The clerk took a pair of pumps, the style is simple and chic, **** suede.

Xu Senni looked away from the small mirror and put on her shoes to make her feet fairer. Lu Qi looked at the shoes casually, got up and walked around the shelf.

"You've been stimulated a lot. It's been a few days. Every day like this, can your family bear it?"

Xu Senni got up to look in the mirror, pursed her lips and said, "Don't talk nonsense."

She tossed for so long that Hu Yinli was unaware that something was wrong. In the past, Xu Senni wanted to be good in front of him. Everything was enough to support her face, but not too luxurious.

Since seeing Cen Simiao back, it's just like being a person.

Xu Senni held the phone, angled her feet, and took a few clicks. Lu Qi glanced, shook her head and sighed, the phone slipped, and sure enough.

Passed to the circle of friends again.

Suddenly I heard her say, "Yes, is there any way to open a gallery?"

Lu Qi's eyes lit up: "What's the temptation?"

Xu Senni bent her lips and did not speak.

Hu Yinli went home in the evening. She tiptoeed, held Hu Yinli's neck, and murmured for a while.

Such a moody evening is particularly rare. In addition to the anger in her heart, Xu Senni also had other ideas. As soon as it dawned, he fled to Hu Yinli's arms again.

After a while, I turned my head: "I have asked Lu Qi about the gallery, which is quite appropriate."

Hu Yinli yawned and was confused: "What do you do with this kind of mind, and there is nothing to eat and wear at home?"

Xu Senni poked him softly.

The start-up funds came to her hands, and Xu Senni yawned, lying sideways and watching Hu Yinli tie her neck. She narrowed her eyes, sleepy in her tone: "Should you go to that house and see?"

Hu Yinli's action was delayed, and then he said, "Are you energetic now?"

Xu Senni rubbed her quilt with her cheek: "I'm tired, I'm just worried for you. If you're too mental over there, you'll be dumbfounded when you go out and meet someone."

Hu Yinli's face suddenly became ugly: "What nonsense in the morning, did not wake up and then fell asleep, do not have a door on his mouth."

Xu Senni nodded with her eyes closed, heard the sound of the door closing, then opened her eyes, her eyes clear. Picking up the phone on the bedside table, he sent a message to Cen Simiao.

Hu Yinli was unhappy by Xu Senni's words, and at noon, he called Cen Simiao.

At this time, Cen Simiao was beside Wu Lishen.

She opened a room next to Wu Lishen.

When the two met, Cen Simao was taking the room card to enter the door, Wu Lishen was wearing a look of ancient makeup, her steps were so great, she looked up when she saw her, and paused.

He took out the room card from his pocket, opened his room, and turned to look at Cen Simiao: "Sister Cen, go sit first."

Wu Li sank into the bathroom to take a shower, and the sound of water was rattling.

Cen Simiao glanced deeply at the door.

She was sitting on the sofa and flipping through her phone. After a while, I suddenly heard the bathroom door ringing, and raised my eyes subconsciously. Wu Lishen was wrapped in a bath towel, his legs were straight, and the exposed calves were well-balanced.

The naked upper body was covered with undried water droplets. Wheat-colored skin looks firmer against the light.

Cen Simiao bit her tongue quietly, then twisted her body.

Wu Li changed her clothes silently, wearing short-sleeved t-shirts and loose shorts, which made her refreshing. Cen Simiao listened to the movement and cleared her throat. "You have been working a lot lately."

"Thank you."

His tone was bland, but Cen Simiao felt very twisted. As soon as she was about to turn around, she saw Wu Lishen come over, she opened her mouth, and he walked forward.

Just ignore her.

Cen Simao frowned suddenly, staring at the favorability on the task box.

Thirty-five percent.

Suddenly I heard: "What's for lunch? I bought something to come back."

This hotel also has a kitchen where you can prepare your own meals. Wu Lishen is busy, washing the dishes with a tap. Cen Simiao heard the sound and walked over to see a lot of ingredients.

"You cook your own food every day?"

Wu Li Shen snorted.

Cen Simiao glanced, all of which were newly bought, without even tearing the salt bag.

She was sitting on a chair, playing with her mobile phone, and watching Wu Lishen's cooking. She asked a few questions in the middle for help.

Xu Senni sent a message again, just those few words.

Open a gallery.

Open a gallery with me.

Make a steady profit without losing money.

Guarantee your success.

The voice of WeChat rang here and there, Wu Lishen's spatula gurgled, Cen Simiao was a little sleepy, and a spatula slammed the sound of the bottom, exploding in his ear.

She was immediately sober, and glanced over there: "Want to help?"

Wu Lishen: "Yes."

Cen Simiao's finger stopped at the newly opened Weibo interface.

Wu Lishen quickly sautéed the dishes in the pan, turned his head and looked at Cen Simao next to him, his voice was very light: "Help me tie the apron."

He couldn't stop, especially near the fire. Cen Simao wanted to pass the apron from the side. As soon as he got closer, he pulled it away with his other hand.

"What to do if I'm hot."

Cen Simiao opened her mouth to argue, but after seeing him frown, he continued to cook after saying a word. She pursed her lips and turned to his back.

Hold your chest against him, with your chin against your back, and reach forward with your hand.

Wu Lishen's hand holding the spatula stopped.

The chin slowly becomes a side face, and a layer of cloth is attached to the back, and the warm touch is particularly obvious. Suddenly the source disappeared, leaving only the remaining temperature.

Bending his eyes, looking at the knotted knot: "Finished."

Wu Li's throat moved and he hummed, squinting at the salt jar: "What were you playing just now."

Cen Simiao said for a moment: "Someone asked me to open a gallery together."

"what do you think?"

Wu Lishen laughed softly and took the plate to serve: "You are good for charity."

A glance at her meant something.

After eating, Cen Simiao was on the sofa, rubbing her legs and rubbing her feet. Today, these shoes have too high heels and they hurt my feet. Wu Lishen washed the bowl, glanced, and rubbed his hands.

Sitting on her knees leaning on the foot of the sofa, when she touched her hand, Cen Simao hid behind her instantly. Wu Lishen looked attentively, staring at her feet as if not seeing her unwillingness, and reached out and massaged gently.

Cen Simiao was dragged by his ankle, unable to retract it, and itchy his feet. The soreness was better.

Exiting reprimand, the voice has a coquettish meaning: "You let go."

Wu Li raised an eyebrow, and peach blossomed in his eyes: "Don't let go."

Cen Simiao was angry, chin tight, and glared at him, but it always made people feel soft and impassive. She felt itchiness on the back of her feet and drilled into the bottom of her heart, she gritted her teeth.

Wu Lishen continued to bow his head.

The inside of the room was so quiet that the cell phone rang suddenly.

Cen Simiao was startled, he felt the warmth in his hand tremble. Raising her eyes, she saw her face turned pale, especially ugly, and stared at the phone.

She answered the phone, pretending to be calm: "Hermit."

Secretly glanced at Wu Lishen with Yu Guang, just like he didn't hear, there was no response at all.

On the phone: "Where? I haven't been home for a long time. How are you?"

"I, I'm shopping. Hidden calendar, I miss you so much." Her voice trembled, with an inconceivable guilty conscience, but the latter sentence was sincere to anyone.

The tone there was obviously softened: "I'll go back in a few days. You take good care of yourself and buy whatever you like. Okay?"

"Well, you go earlier ..."

She quickly bit her teeth and endured the touch of her toes.

He glanced at Wu Lishen, his eyebrows smiling, his lip will no longer be hidden, but his eyes were inexpressible.

On the phone: "What happened? What happened?"

Cen Simiao: "No, nothing. I just miss you so much."

What was still being said on the phone, she had lost her mind to listen, perseveringly coping with the past, and hung up the phone. She was relieved for a moment, and the anger in her eyes suddenly burned, struggling to retract her feet.

Sharply scolded: "You let me go!"

Wu Li Shen Song's hand, Cen Simiao forced too hard, and suddenly fell towards the sofa. He pressed down without hesitation, staring at her angry eyes.

Bending the corners of her lips, she said, "When are you going to do charity?"

His expression was exactly the same as that in the film studio that day, and he could not wait to tear down Cen Simiao's bones, and his eyebrows were stained with a deep possessiveness.

"Well, sister Cen?"