MTL - All The Male Leads Have Blackened-Chapter 180 The real world (3)

Lu Fu is a very smart person who only tells Cen Simiao something fun, and it's very romantic. Gu Shumu didn't even mention a word, it seemed that the scene before the car had been forgotten.

Cen Simiao was sitting on the deck, holding a coffee cup in her hand, took a few sips, and was a little bored.

Lu Fu was still talking next to him, and the smile on his face was just right. It can express good feelings without making people feel too warm.

On the table was a large bouquet of roses, which Lu Fu gave her just after getting out of the car.

Cen Simiao squeezed her eyebrows unconsciously, and Lu Fu, who was talking, stopped and continued.

She looked up and asked. Lu Fu bent his lips and said, "Hungry or not? Would you like to eat something?"

Cen Smiao pursed her lips: "I don't think we are fit."

She was straightforward and did not give Lu Fu another chance. Followed him out this time, in addition to trying to stimulate Gu Shumu and see the reaction, just to make it clear to Lu Fu.

When Lu Fu heard this sentence, his expression was not too unexpected. He lowered his eyebrows and smoothed the smile on his lips. He looked at Cen Simiao and looked seriously: "I know you don't like it, but I thought you would follow me Get along for a while, after all, I don't offend you. "

Cen Simiao nodded, he did a good job, always paid attention, and never did anything special. Except without her consent today, come to her home.

Lu Fu took a sip of coffee and then put it down. The slight sound was particularly noticeable during silence. He stared at Cen Simao, after a while, sighed softly: "Because the man in the morning?"

Lu Fu is very reluctant to advance others when they get along.

Cen Simiao leaned on the back of her chair, her neck was long, her sweater collars were slightly stacked, her eyebrows were bent, her expression was a little confused: "It's not true."

Lu Fu frowned: "What do you mean?"

She said, "He's like an acquaintance. I'm afraid if he is with you now, I will regret it later."

Lu Fu was a little surprised. She leaned forward slightly and raised her eyebrows. Seeing that she wasn't lying, she shook her head, and smiled helplessly: "So, you're not sure if he is the acquaintance?"

Cen Simiao nodded.

Lu Fu glanced at her: "I still have a chance."

When the words fell, Cen Simao seemed to want to say something, and after a pause, Lu Fu said, "I shouldn't need your consent to chase you."

Cen Simiao opened her mouth and had nothing to say.

Around ten o'clock in the evening, Cen Simiao was still on her way home. She was a little sleepy, and even yawned in the car. The car was so warm and drowsy that she couldn't open her eyes.

Lu Fu's voice was low, and his voice was still smiling: "You can sleep for a while, and I'll call you later."

Cen Simiao rubbed her forehead. The whole person was very sleepy and lazy. "You have ..."

As soon as he said two words, he stopped.

Lu Fu asked, "What's up?"

Cen Simiao dropped her eyelids, shook her head, and said nothing. Turning his head to look at the window, the neon lights were on, and there were a lot of people on the street, very lively. Suddenly she wanted to smoke, and she just asked me if she had smoke.

Squinting her eyes, Gu Shumu appeared in her mind.

Leaving in front of him in the daytime behaved as if he didn't know him, not even smoking. At that time, Gu Shumu's face was so gloomy and terrible that his eyes were terrible and he could not kill anyone.

Cen Simiao thought he would get angry, but he didn't do anything until she sat on the first officer.

Lu Fu looked at her expression, frowned, and had some doubts in her heart.

It didn't take long before the car reached the door. The steward stood early and waited, waiting for Cen Simiao to get out of the car, and quickly put on a piece of clothes for her, but she also forgot to thank Lu Fu. Lu Fu originally wanted to say something to Cen Simiao, but watching the steward protecting her, he bent his eyes and retracted his words.

Cen Simiao looked around, the lights were dim and dim, no one was hiding.

Suddenly a strong beam of light lit up the front, and there were only a few dead trees and frosty furnishings.

Cen Simiao froze and turned to glance. Lu Fu turned on the lights, smiled on her lips, and leaned against the door. She seemed to know who she was looking for: "It's probably asleep, it's getting late."

She pursed her lips.

It's strange to sleep. If she does, she must bite Gu Shumu alive.

There are many rooms in the Cen family, and he specially packed a room for Gu Shumu. He was really lying on the bed now, just keeping his eyes open and staring at the window. The lights outside were faint, and the sound of the car engine was faintly heard.

Gu Shumu lay on his arm, his legs arbitrarily resting on the bed, his jaw tightened, his chin lifted slightly, and his eyebrows gloomy.

My heart was particularly aggrieved.

He tossed and turned on the bed until late at night, and the anger in his heart couldn't be suppressed, and it became bigger and bigger. Like a magic wand, stood up and walked outside, without a coat, and the cold wind poured into the collar, which was extremely cold. Gu Shumu went straight to the window in Cen Simiao's room.

She had a cigarette case for her in the pocket and picked it up and smashed it against the window.

The room suddenly lit up, and the curtains were pulled apart to reveal Cen Simiao's figure. She stood sideways, wearing only a suspender skirt, exposing fair skin and thin shoulders. Gently opening the window, the cold wind rushed over, Cen Simiao couldn't help hugging her arms, and Gu Shumu's voice rebuked slightly in her ear: "Close, what should I do if I catch cold?"

She leaned forward, leaning on the edge of the window, with a smile on her lips, and her eyebrows were quite charming. The soft voice accompanied Gu Shumu's ears with the cold wind: "You came to knock on my window in the middle of the night. Staring at me here, aren't you afraid I'll get you caught? "

Gu Shumu looked up at her, her jaw moved, her lips pursed, "You have no conscience."

After that, he threw the cigarette case into the window, glanced at Cen Simiao, and then turned to leave. Cen Simiao stared at his back, and the feeling of familiarity grew stronger and stronger, and she shouted at him.

Gu Shumu stopped and did not look back.

Cen Simiao moved her lips, dropped her head, no smile on her face, and her voice went down: "I'm afraid I mistaken you for wrong."

He heard it clearly, didn't say anything, and kept moving forward, his footsteps were especially clear.

As he was about to walk away, he suddenly said, "Close the windows and keep cool."

After a while, the sound of falling windows drifted with the wind.

Gu Shumu regretted agreeing to the above conditions, isn't this tossing. The next morning, Cen Simiao was lying on the bed, her head was a little groggy, and her throat hurt badly.

Really cold.

She took the cup to the living room to receive water, and the dining table next to it was early. Cen's parents were sitting there, seeing Cen Simiao's rare time to get up, and quickly called her for breakfast.

Cen Simiao shook her head, listless.

Mother Cen frowned, and realized something was wrong: "What's wrong with you?"

She put the cup to her lips, took a sip, and her throat still hurt: "It's okay."

Cen Simiao was afraid they were worried, walked to the table, took a breakfast, took two bites, and stopped. She glanced at the dishes on the plate, clipped two more, trembled, and looked up: "Who made the breakfast today is not the same as usual."

Mother Cen froze: "The new chef just wanted him to be a guest banquet. I didn't expect that he would make breakfast today. The taste is better than usual."

Cen Simmiao smiled amusedly, and she lowered her chopsticks, her eyes lightening.

In fact, she had eaten Gu Shumu's dishes when banqueting Lu Fu, but those were all dishes on the banquet. In the previous world, even if he did not cook these dishes, this morning is home cooking. The taste is quite familiar.

Cen Simiao's hanging heart was relaxed.

She wanted to go to Gu Shumu immediately, but was stopped by Cen's parents, saying that she was not allowed to go out, and she must be lying in bed to rest.

I still didn't conceal them about the cold. Since Cen Simiao came back from the hospital in a car accident, her parents were especially worried if she was a little uncomfortable.

Cen Simiao put up with it, drank the medicine and lay in bed, and the nerves that were still excited were drowsy with the medicine.

She stayed in the bedroom for days.

Gu Shumu never appeared again. She looked many times under the window and there was no figure. Cen Simiao was anxious, looking forward to Gu Shumu.

The result brought Lu Fupan over.

He took a lot of supplements, went into the room and talked to Cen Simiao, realized that she was impatient, and bent his eyes: "Did you start to see me?"

Cen Simiao looked up at him.

Lu Fu touched his nose: "Are you really not thinking about me?"

She shook her head.

Lu Fu frowned, seeing her so resolute this time, he paused, bending his mouth: "Are you sure he is the person you are looking for?"

Cen Simiao nodded.

He pursed his lips, smiled helplessly, and stood up and said, "That's a pity."

Before leaving, Lu Fu said, "You are ill. He didn't guard you. Are you sure you want him?"

Cen Simiao glanced at him: "Yes."

Lu Fu sighed: "Come, send me."

Gu Shumu was not idle these days. He didn't know that Cen Simiao was sick. Every day he pondered the dishes and made all the dishes he had done in the previous world.

Even Cen Simiao wasn't aware of her illness, and she was extremely busy every day. He rubbed his forehead and kept thinking about Cen Simiao's slightly aggrieved words in his mind.

"I'm afraid I confessed you wrong."

Gu Shumu couldn't help feeling upset for a while, and frowned. Suddenly a person came in from outside, hurriedly, put on a clean chef hat, and said in his mouth, "I was almost late, scared me."

Gu Shumu thought about things with her eyes down.

Suddenly I bumped my arm and looked up to see the man's eyes secretly excited: "Do you know what I saw on my way?"

Gu Shumu was not interested and pushed him away, and the man directly said: "Ms. Cen is staying in the car with the man who took her out last time, as if she is going out again."

"Don't mention them so much."

As soon as the voice dropped, I suddenly heard the chair rang and looked up. Gu Shumu stood up and went out towards the door.

Aggressive.

When he got there, he just saw Lu Fu's car driving away, Cen Simiao stood there, and the anger in his heart came up instantly.

Gu Shumu hurriedly walked over and grabbed Cen Simiao, before she could respond, he was pulled to the corner by the wall, staring at her grimly.

Cen Simiao's throat tightened.

He was particularly angry: "If you really like him, tell me directly, don't ..."

Suddenly she was embraced by Cen Simiao, her body was particularly soft, her ears were breathing gently: "I really like him, what are you going to do?"

Gu Shumu's body was cold, and there was coldness in his eyebrows: "Did you see it?"

Cen Simiao bent her eyes: "Is there a smoke?"

Without waiting for him to answer, he groped on him, reached into his jacket, and felt a gentle movement through a layer of sweater.

She gently kissed Gu Shumu's earlobe: "I'll give you cigarette money. On your body, you search."

Gu Shumu's nerves were pulled to the extreme, her throat knot rolled, her breathing was quick, and she heard her soft voice, like a cat: "I miss you."