All The Male Leads Have Blackened

The rain was particularly heavy, and the wind was blowing raindrops on the glass windows. The sound was particularly loud, and the doors and windows of each house were closed tightly. In old-fashioned residential buildings, the wires are easily scratched.

Qin Zhongmo got into the rain, and when he raised his eyes, the rain hit his face, and the building opposite was dark, and it was estimated that the power was out. The street lights are also half bright and half dark.

He had an umbrella in his hand, because it was in the direction of the upwind, and it was unsupported.

Steady steps, striding toward the gate of the community. The light bulb flickered in front of the gate, opened the door, and an old man got out of it. He was clothed with clothes and was busy withdrawing the chair outside.

Qin Zhongmo walked to the steps, and the drunken man disappeared, he froze. His head was flushed, his cheeks glowed with wine.

It was getting more and more urgent under the rain.

Suddenly the chair crossed the door frame and slammed on the concrete floor. The old man bent down quickly. Qin Zhongmo walked over to lift the chair directly and moved into the room.

The old man thanked him and looked up.

Qin Zhongmo was soaked, dripping with drops of water from his hair tips, and he was able to scoop up a lot of water as soon as his clothes twisted the hem. He quickly took the towel: "Child, wipe it quickly."

He looked up: "Where did the drunk woman who was sitting at the door just go?"

The old man said, "I haven't seen it, I've been staying in the room."

Passing the towel over, Qin Zhongmo has turned and left. He quickly chased after him and saw the figure running in the rain: "Because the rain is just right, watch out."

Still not found.

I felt the phone in my trouser pocket, the screen was wet, and I could unlock it, which was a bit insensitive.

Press a few numbers and delete them again.

Press it again and dial through. Inside is Wang Tianxi's voice: "Zhong Mo, where are you? It's raining so hard outside, I'm afraid."

Qin Zhongmo frowned and looked at the number: "She's back?"

Wang Tianxi paused, glanced at the person lying on the sofa, his voice unconsciously became cold: "Well, come back."

Cen Smiao was wet and flushed, and she braced herself to take a change of clothes to take a shower in the bathroom. She was just washed, her body was soft and she felt dizzy. She fell on the sofa and didn't even go back to the room.

Wang Tianxi stood side by side and looked disgusted, and opened the curtains with a frown, and looked outside. Why did Qin Zhongmo have her phone, just to go out in the heavy rain just to find her?

Her eyes were dim.

Cen Simiao kept murmuring in her mouth, which seemed uncomfortable. Suddenly heard the door rang, Wang Tianxi rushed over, and Qin Zhongmo had no dry place on his body.

She saw the umbrella in his hand and took it to dry it, but the seam in the umbrella was not wet at all: "It doesn't open even if you hold the umbrella, it looks like it's dripping."

Her tone was distressed.

Qin Zhongmo wore slippers and turned to see the man lying on the sofa.

Cen Simiao looked particularly uncomfortable, her frowns were tight, her cheeks were red, but her lips were pale. He touched his forehead and had a fever.

Raising his eyes, he said to Wang Tianxi: "Come with antipyretics and she's cold."

Wang Tianxi nodded again and again, turning his back, his eyes unhappy.

Qin Zhongmo retracted the hand placed on her forehead, but was caught by Cen Simiao, staggered, holding her side face, like a cat.

Qin Zhong paused for a moment, then immediately retracted his hand. Cen Simiao frowned unhappyly. She closed her eyes and muttered, "It's hot."

Wang Tianxi brought the water along with the medicine, Qin Zhongmo squeezed her lips tightly, and lifted Cen Simiao, put the medicine on her lips, and Cen Simiao opened his mouth obediently.

Qin Zhongmo's fingertips were caught by her, and itchy immediately.

Cen Simiao's neck was bare, her skin was white, her eyes were confused, her cheeks flushed, and she stared straight at him.

He froze and reacted, his face turning somber that he was about to take out his fingers.

Cen Simiao opened her mouth unprepared, just catching up with his arm and struggling, and fell straight down to her chest.

Cen Simiao frowned and avoided: "Don't touch me."

Qin Zhongmo's eyebrows were irritable, poured water into her mouth, put down the cup and turned to leave, Cen Simiao was choked, she coughed, and her cheeks became more red.

Wang Tianxi standing on the edge gritted his teeth.

Cen Simao fell on the sofa again, holding the pillow in her arms, and murmured unconsciously in her mouth, and laughed softly.

The next morning, Cen Simiao woke up from the sofa with a yawn. Except for a headache, it was not uncomfortable. The eye sockets of Qin Zhongmo and Wang Tianxi were somewhat dark. She sat down for breakfast. Qin Zhongmo still did not eat and left with a briefcase.

Cen Simiao glanced: "You are so tired, you haven't eaten breakfast yet, what should you do if you lose your body?"

He paused and said, "Xiao Xi, do you mean it?"

The latter sentence is particularly ambiguous.

Qin Zhongmo thought she was talking about last night, pursed her lips and put on her shoes.

However, Wang Tianxi knew that this sentence was spoken to her, because she had hinted to Cen Simiao a few days ago that she was with Qin Zhongmo.

So instead, I smiled awkwardly.

Cen Simao did not hear the door sip, drank milk, and looked up. He stood at the door, his eyes became dull, and his tone was particularly alienated: "I don't have the habit of getting cooked."

After that, he turned and left.

Cen Simiao looked down for breakfast.

This is to leave the relationship with her.

The phone suddenly rang, the voice of WeChat. She pursed her lips and slit open.

Cen Simiao froze and almost forgot about this. This is Feng Orange, a friend of the original owner. When the two tried a role together, the director picked on the original owner and did not look at her, and was dissatisfied.

But fortunately, this incident is not uncommon, but the drama was not expected. Later, the original owner used this to appear in the movie that won the film.

From then on, Feng Orange was worried and looked at the original owner becoming more and more unpleasant, and felt that what the original owner had got was almost hers. Later, I found the owner of the gold, and since then has thrown a lot of money on her, gradually gaining popularity.

Secretly trip the original owner.

To this day's original owner, Feng Chengwei also did his best. Later, she introduced Mr. Liu to the original owner. It was a well-known digger. She didn't want to go out at all, but she wanted to use up everything cheap.

The original owner did not agree, but the photo of meeting Liu Zong was posted on the Internet, only her face was particularly clear.

Since then the original master can no longer stand up, don't be miserable.

Cen Simiao shook her head and returned a message.

A few days later, Cen Simiao didn't toss any more, and every time she saw Qin Zhongmo mostly in the morning, she was also very busy recently, and Feng Chengwei had been pressing there.

Ask her what she means.

Cen Simiao bit her tongue and responded.

However, to make comments slowly, step by step, first meet and chat.

Although President Liu was anxious, it was only good if she was trying to escape and play with her. Cen Smiao put on her makeup and went out with a bag. She happened to meet Qin Zhongmo at the door.

Without saying hello, she pushed the door out first.

A Mercedes-Benz parked at the gate of the neighborhood, Cen Simiao walked with a smile, opened the door, and said sweetly, "General Manager Liu."

Qin Zhongmo just saw her sitting in the car.

His back was straight, he stared at the front for a long time, and slowly moved forward.

There was Feng Chengwei in the car. She kept talking and didn't let the scene cool down. Cen Simiao bowed her head without saying a word and looked a little stunned.

President Liu looked at her, especially liked it, and laughed: "I listened slightly, you have been busy auditioning recently. If there is anything good, I will invest in a play for you someday.

Cen Simiao casually hummed.

President Liu asked her, "Is there anything you need?"

Cen Simiao is particularly real: "lack of money."

Two words choked people, Feng Orange smiled slightly, quickly said that she was joking, Cen Simiao interrupted her, with a serious face: "I really lack money."

Mr. Liu was picking his door again. The first time he met, Cen Simiao opened his mouth to say, and he was fine with his teeth.

Cen Simiao's account added a lot of money that day.

She went straight to the mall and bought a lot of clothes.

When he got home, Qin Zhongmo was sitting at the dinner table, and the door rang. He didn't look over. Cen Simiao held the packaging bag and made a sound. She put it on the sofa, her eyebrows excited.

Wang Tianxi looked at her: "Did you go shopping and buy so many things?"

Cen Simiao nodded, bending her eyes.

Qin Zhongmo put down the chopsticks, didn't even look at her, and got up to clean up in the kitchen. The system reminded her: "That, he saw it when you got in the car."

Cen Simiao was drinking water and almost choked.

Mom.

She was near the refrigerator, took an apple from the inside, and went to the kitchen to wash it. Qin Zhongmo stopped and went outside. Cen Simiao took the initiative to say, "Don't you eat apples? What I bought is sweet."

He has gone out.

Cen Simiao bit the tip of her tongue, cut the fruit into pieces, put it on a plate, and carried it out. I didn't see Qin Zhongmo in the living room. It should be back to the room. She knocked on the door.

"I've cut the apple. Would you like to try it?"

No one answered.

Cen Simao's head was against the door frame, she sighed, took an apple into her mouth, and chewed for a while. Knocking on the door again, nothing happened.

She turned to prepare to leave.

Leng Buding saw Wang Tianxi standing at the door of his room.

Cen Simiao almost scared.

Wang Tianxi squeezed her lips tightly, her eyes deep, staring at her, a mocking smile on her lips: "Go to bed early."

A plate of apples went into Cen Simiao's belly.

The next day, she only got up at noon. After brushing her teeth and washing her face, Qin Zhongmo hasn't returned yet. It is estimated that she won't go home for lunch today. Cen Simiao poured a glass of water and sat on the sofa playing with her mobile phone.

Wang Tianxi made dishes in the kitchen, and filled a bowl of rice by himself and ate there.

After packing the chopsticks, she looked at Cen Simiao.

She walked over.

He was very polite: "Let's live in the house for so long. You are older than me. How about I call your sister?"

Cen Simiao frowned, and closed the forum's webpage: "Cheng."

Wang Tianxi's eyes were bent: "Sister, what is your relationship with Zhong Mo. You have been hanging around him for so many days."

From the first day Cen Simiao moved, Wang Tianxi felt a sense of uneasiness in her heart, but she couldn't say it. It wasn't until Cen Simiao met Qin Zhongmo that she understood.

Sure enough, Qin Zhongmo actually went out to find her that night, the most important thing was that he had a phone number.

Thinking of this, Wang Tianxi clenched her palms.

Her voice was always gentle, but her expression was not so friendly: "I don't care what kind of character you are, but now you live under the same roof, you have to converge."

Cen Simiao held the cup to drink water, moistened her throat, and looked up at her: "Convergence, what exactly is it?"

Wang Tianxi tightened his chin: "Don't talk with Qin Zhongmo alone, and don't talk too much. He likes to be quiet. You will disturb him like this."

Cen Simiao: "You speak softer, I'm afraid of hearing."

She lowered her head, frowning between her eyebrows, and seemed a little scared. Wang Tianxi thought he was holding it, and there was a hint of joy in his heart.

As I was preparing to continue, I heard: "Why do you care about these, not to worry about doing too much, do you live soon?"

Wang Tianxi's complexion suddenly turned on, staring closely at Cen Simiao, her lips smirking. Wang Tianxi was even more angry, and took the cup on the coffee table and broke it.

The sound is particularly loud.

Just cover the sound of Qin Zhongmo opening the door.

He was puzzled and heard: "I'm Qin Zhongmo's girlfriend. You said I shouldn't care, you should stay away from him."

Qin Zhongmo's action was delayed.

Wang Tianxi gritted his teeth and said this, especially looking at Cen Simiao.

Cen Simiao looked up.

She was very proud, and said a lot of Qin Zhongmo's dislike of Cen Simao, let her take care of herself, and stop thinking about it.

Cen Simiao scratched the screen of the phone and opened the game.

The room was particularly quiet, and the sound of the game exploded in my ears.

Wang Tianxi didn't respond when she saw her. The anger just sent out felt that she was back again, and even more dull: "I'm talking to you, do you hear me clearly? Why have you been pestering Zhong Mo?"

Cen Simiao looked away from the screen of the mobile phone: "What do you say I do, of course, my sister, I want to be the third digging corner."