Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
Finally, the last passenger in the elevator, other than Lu Shang, got off. He was going to the top floor and was the last to get off.
The elevator door closed again and he poured out a cigarette.
He could learn from his master about other things, but in this aspect…
He wasn’t addicted to smoking, and he wouldn’t smoke when he was with Nan Miaomiao. Nan Miaomiao didn’t like the sll of cigarettes.
Therefore, he wouldn’t carry it with him. He bought the pack of cigarettes when he was buying breakfast.
However, as he bit down, he saw the rules about smoking on the LCD screen. It was prohibited.
After a mont of silence, he swiped the lighter. It didn’t really light up. He imitated the action of smoking and inhaled and exhaled.
It was clearly winter, but standing in the elevator, he felt extrely hot and stuffy.
Fortunately, the fragrance of the food in his hand was still fresh.
He reached the top floor and walked out of the elevator with his things.
He opened Nan Miaomiao’s door with the spare room card. He wondered if she would still be inside.
It was now one o’clock in the afternoon, so she might have already woken up.
She complained about stomach aches and hunger. If she couldn’t get porridge, she might even get angry. At that ti, the crew mbers would suffer again.
He had to calm her down before that.
After entering the house, he looked in the direction of the master bedroom.
The door was blown open by the wind, and it was obvious that there was no one inside.
Lu Shang’s eyes darkened as he put the cigarette he had been holding back to his lips.
She woke up?
Finally.
He retreated and returned to his room. He packed so food and placed it on the dining table. However, in the next second, he suddenly stopped.
Because he saw the door to his bedroom…was also open.
He had obsessive-compulsive disorder and would close the bedroom door every ti he went out.
He walked closer and looked inside.
The cigarette fell to the ground.
It was rare to see an obvious change in expression on his face.
He held the cigarette in the air, and it rolled a few tis under his feet. He looked at the big bed in his bedroom without moving.
Nan Miaomiao was not in her room. She was lying on his bed, using his pillow as a pillow and covering herself with his blanket.
She combined her scent with his.
She heard Lu Shang coming back.
But she didn’t make a sound. At this mont, she lazily rolled over on his bed.
She lay on her side, basking in the best sunlight in the afternoon. Her tender little face made a dent on the pillow. Her beautiful almond-shaped eyes opened, and she looked at Lu Shang, who was standing at the entrance.
Lu Shang’s eyes were dark, and his Adam’s apple bobbed. “You’re…sleepwalking?”
Nan Miaomiao looked at him. She was still wearing the bathrobe that she had worn after showering. She was lying on her side, and the collar of the bathrobe was naturally open. The lines of her collarbone were clear and bright.
She smiled and said, “that’s all an act. Actually, I’ve been fantasizing every day that you’ll be sleeping next to when I wake up…”
Lu Shang heard a loud bang.
The last bit of rationality collapsed.
She was repeating what he had said last night.
So she rembered everything that happened last night. She slept beside him…
Nan Miaomiao saw him standing in the dimly lit entryway with his head lowered and smiled silently.
He mouthed sothing, but no sound ca out.
She blinked. Why did it feel like…he said a curse word?
She wasn’t sure. After all, the Lu Shang she knew was gentle and elegant, honest and never swore.
He saw that she was looking at him, so he walked out of the dimly lit place.
Sothing gathered in his eyes, as if it was about to revive.
Nan Miaomiao looked at him without avoiding him, trying to figure out the aning of the light in his eyes. Her heart was beating faster and faster until it was beating like a drum.
The man walked to the side of the bed, knelt on the bed, and looked at her with his upper body straight.
The hair on his forehead drooped down, looking a little long.
For a mont, Nan Miaomiao felt that Lu Shang was a stranger to her.
It was completely different from his usual Mr. Nice Guy appearance, but this strange feeling…she did not hate it.
As an arrogant female celebrity, she was used to being pampered and coaxed by everyone. She was not used to taking the initiative, but this ti was an exception.
No words could describe her feelings when she heard Lu Shang’s words last night!
Her brain, which had been controlled by alcohol, woke up almost instantly.
Actually, she could not rember how she returned to the hotel and how she changed her clothes.
However, she rembered this sentence word for word!
Lu Shang looked at her for a long ti, about half a minute later.
“Miaomiao,” he asked in a low voice, “have you thought it through?”
It was as calm as usual, but there seed to be so other emotion.
Nan Miaomiao’s voice was sweet and soft. “Hug …”
She clearly hadn’t thought of anything, nor did she understand the hint in his words.
However, she still did not care and did her own thing.
Lu Shang: “…”
His throat was dry and tight.
Nan Miaomiao did not realize that danger was approaching. Her face was as beautiful as a peach blossom, and her smile was as bright as a star.
Lu Shang turned her chin, suddenly leaned over, and kissed her lips forcefully…
**
When the news that “Qingqiu Tactics” had successfully won an award spread back to the country, the fans of the drama were all cheering for it!
The next step was to arrange for the return of the crew. The paparazzi could not go to Golden Town, but they had to pick them up at the airport. At this mont, they were looking for various ways to get information. If they could not find out the flight back to the country, they did not mind waiting at the airport!
So paparazzi even thought of going to the central hospital to ask about Su Ji’s checkup ti.
No matter what, Su Ji would definitely return to China before the next prenatal checkup.
In order to get first-hand news, they used all the reasoning skills they had learned from watching cartoons.
Jiang Chu saw the entertainnt news on his TV. He turned off the TV and leaned back on the sofa.
He was wearing a fashionable male nightgown.
For the next few days, he would live broadcast until very late every day. Jiang Suiheng thought that he finally had a career spirit and wanted to fight for a place in the entertainnt industry. He was more and more satisfied with him, but in fact, he just wanted to use this thod to stop himself from letting his imagination run wild.
He was supposed to get so beauty sleep yesterday, but it was only past eight o’clock in A City and he was already awake.
He couldn’t sleep when sothing was on his mind.
At this mont, Su Ji’s return to the country was not the only thing on his mind. The phone in his hand showed a chat box.
That person was the host of “Tonight’s Warmth”, Ms. Lan.
The ssage looked simple and nothing special.
It was Ms. Lan who wanted to et him to talk about the interview for Tonight’s Warmth.
But Jiang Chu knew that things weren’t that simple.
Su Ji was about to return to the country, but Ms. Lan asked to et at this ti.
It was clearly a show that he and Su Ji were going to attend together, but Ms. Lan wanted to et him privately before Su Ji returned to the country.
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