Dressed as a petite jerk

"Don't let go!" Luo Qingci's aura was in full swing, as if he was the coach of the empire training soldiers: "Qinqin, you can hate me, you can be angry with me, or you can take revenge, but starting today, I won't You hurt yourself again!"

"Since I have promised you that I will divorce you after the show is over, then you have to promise me, at least during the show, you will listen to me!!"

The actor gave up struggling, and stared deeply at Luo Qingci, his eyes were cold and complicated.

After a long time, he said, "Okay."

If this is her purpose - to lure him into the trap step by step, thinking that she can send him to the highest point again, and then throw him down hard.

Then, he will definitely drag her to die together before she pushes her down! !

"Very good, this is what my Qinqin should look like!"

"I'll bandage you, and you just lie down obediently."

She pulled him into the bedroom, reapplied the medicine on his back, wrapped his injured hand and the entire fist, and tied a bowknot on the extra piece of gauze before getting up to go cooking in the kitchen...

Staring at the bow, Mr. Mo Yingdi remembered that many years ago, his mother abandoned him and ran away, and his father would sell him to some old men with special hobbies after he was beaten all over with bruises.

It was her appearance that pulled him out of the darkness and filth.

At that time, she also applied medicine for him, bandaged him, and tied such an ugly bow...

He just thought about it in a daze, and fell asleep in a daze...

When I woke up, it was already late at night.

The curtains were not opened, and the whole room was pitch black.

He stood up abruptly, and in the darkness he couldn't see his fingers, so he smiled coldly: "Hahaha, it turned out to be just a dream..."

—He even dreamed that she had changed.

Dreamed that she told him that she wasn't her all these years, and she finally came back.

She would gently blow his wounds, bandage him gently, and even said that she would chase him back...

It turned out that it was another wishful dream of his! !

To this day, he, Mo Jiuqin, would still do this...

——Just when the film emperor Mo couldn't distinguish between reality and dreams.

Just when he was taunting himself madly and gloomyly.

The bedroom door was opened from the outside with a "click", and Luo Qingci, who was still wearing a small apron, stood at the door.

"...I said I was going to call you, but I didn't expect you to wake up."

"Then get up and have dinner..."

She stood there and took a step forward, the whole room was dark.

But the warm orange light coming from behind her made his heart burn instantly...

He unconsciously raised his hand and stretched it towards her.

Then, I realized that my fist was wrapped like a white steamed bun...

and so……

Not a dream!

The loneliness and pain that had woken up countless times, seemed to have finally received such a sliver of comfort.

His body couldn't help shaking...

【Ding!When the film king saw his master, his heart rate increased by 10 points... Although I didn't know that he was going to be blackened just now, how could his heart rate increase when he saw his master? 】

[But it's always good to increase the heartbeat value, the current heartbeat value is -25]

Luo Qingci's heart was sour again.

As long as he sees that she is gentle, will his heart rate increase?

She thought for a while, took the initiative to take a step forward, and turned on the light in the bedroom with a "snap".

The suddenly bright room made the film king subconsciously want to squint his eyes.

But he only squinted halfway, and he held on tightly.

He stared at Luo Qingci, even though at first he could only stare at a blurry shadow because of the strong light.

But when the shadow gradually became clear in his sight, his expression also changed from a sad and mocking expression to an indifferent and distant restraint...

Five minutes later, the two sat at the table.

Luo Qingci informed the program team: "Mo Yingdi and I are going to have dinner, before you go to bed, you can come over and make up for the live broadcast time you owe..."