In fact, if Huang Qingwu asked carefully, those aunts would definitely tell her in detail.

But she didn't ask, maybe she had an escape mind in her heart.

She hadn't figured out how to deal with this matter, so she didn't want to know, instinctively escaped.

The day goes by step by step, Huang Qingwu is busy with his own affairs every day, and gradually forgets someone who has appeared.

While she was busy, her new script was written.

At this time, He Lianheng contacted her again and again. When filming, I hope she could follow the process together.

In the coffee shop, He Lianheng persuaded Huang Qingwu elegantly.

Huang Qingwu hesitated, "Let me think about it, OK?"

He Lianheng sighed elegantly: "Don't worry about getting along with strangers, and I'm here. This time the scene selection will go to many places, you just take it as a loose heart, go out and turn around, but it will increase the number of writing scripts. inspiration."

Huang Qingwu listened to He Lianheng's persuasion, but also a little emotional.

Maybe she really wants to go out more, otherwise she will be immersed in her world all day long, and her thinking will also be problematic.

Finally, Huang Qingwu agreed and followed the crew to the place where the scene was filmed.

I heard that this time I will go to various places for framing, and they are all very beautiful places.

Huang Qingwu also had some expectations in his heart.

Han Yichu's subordinates learned that Huang Qingwu had met with He Lianheng.

Han Yichu's hand holding the glass was hard, the glass was cracked, and the glass **** was inserted into his hand, and blood came out, and he still didn't know it.

A deep sense of crisis rose in his heart.

He knew who He Lianheng was. He Lianheng had seen dancing alone before, and even he had to admit that He Lianheng was excellent.

The sense of crisis caused Han Yichu's heart to pick up.

He dare not imagine that if Qing Wu gets along with He Lianheng, if she is tempted, what should he do?

Han Yichu felt that the blade of the heart was constantly agitated, and the blood was dripping like a cut.

Han Yichu walked to the window and looked down. Although he knew he could not see everything dancing downstairs, he always felt a little psychological comfort, knowing that he was close to her.

But this feeling of being close to the horizon is really a torment to Han Yichu.

Han Yichu had an impulse to run to Huang Qingwu, holding her in his arms without separating.

But reason still calmed him down.

He didn't want to let Huang Qingwu move again because of his appearance. It was not his intention to toss her like that.

Han Yichu's subordinates distressed him and felt that his young master had never lived in this kind of building, and they all lived in villas and old mansions. But for a woman, he was wronged.

For Han Yichu, this is not wronged.

Although Han Yichu lives upstairs in Huang Qingwu, he still feels like being with his beloved every day.

Because he can watch her go out every day, wait for her to return every day, know whether she is safe and know her daily condition, which is enough.

Time passed a few days.

That night, there was a sudden gust of wind, heavy rain, and thunder and lightning.

When Han Yichu saw thunder, the whole person was nervous.

He remembered that dancing was afraid of thunder and rain.

What can we do now?

What he worried about most was Huang Qingwu, but he couldn't appear in front of him.

Han Yichu walked back and forth anxiously on the ground.

His heart was twitched, worried about dancing, but he felt a loss.

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