Wear it quickly and don’t mess with the cutie

Now that Luo Ziye has decided to talk about love, although he is not optimistic about so-called love, it happens that he likes challenges.

In the end, it was decided that it would be better to announce the relationship early, so it was decided to hold it at the awards ceremony tomorrow.

At that time, a reporter will definitely ask him if the rumors online about being kept are true, and take the opportunity to say that he is in a relationship.

The award ceremony saw Luo Ziye win two Golden Horse Awards for Best Actor.

Originally, Luo Ziye was not an idol, he was a real actor, not to mention that he did not have any agency and relied entirely on his own personal ability.

Who stipulates that actors cannot fall in love? To put it bluntly, no one except his parents can control whether Luo Ziye can fall in love.

This was what Luo Ziye had planned early in the morning.

Gu Yunmo discussed the precautions for tomorrow's public announcement, left a message to have a good rest, and left.

Gradually, after get off work hours, there were fewer and fewer people in the company. Luo Ziye became very irritated when he saw that the crowd still unable to get rid of him downstairs.

He turned on his cell phone, wondering if Qiao Muxi was asleep at this point. He hesitated for a moment, and then made a call in one fell swoop.

A few seconds later, the voice that Luo Ziye was most familiar with and wanted to hear came from the other side.

It's still so sweet and greasy, it seems like it could bore him to death.

"Wai, Ziye, is that you?"

Qiao Muxi's voice had a slight wheezing sound. She probably answered the phone in a hurry, so her breathing was a little unsteady. It was even more sticky and sweet. Luo Ziye sounded like it was going to melt his heart. .

"Well...it's me. Have you drank the soup I asked Auntie to deliver?"

Luo Ziye can't go back now, and he always thinks about her in his heart, worrying that she won't be used to other people's food and won't eat well.

So I tried my best to make a soup and have it delivered.

Now Qiao Muxi's voice was very obedient, like an obedient child waiting for praise: "I've finished drinking and eating. Am I great?"

"Great, you are the best." Luo Ziye pressed the phone tightly to his ear, trying to hear the soft voice more clearly. The tenderness in his eyes made him look completely different from the usual person.

Qiao Muxi was nestled on the bed, covered with a soft quilt, wrapping herself like a rice dumpling.

He has a pair of pitiful almond eyes, thick black hair hanging behind his head, and fair and delicate skin that is rosy.

Probably Qiao Muxi really missed him. Now that the situation had suddenly changed, she was flustered. She was even more worried that she would not be able to see Luo Ziye, who was far apart.

"What's wrong?" Seeing her not saying anything for a long time, Luo Ziye's heart clenched as he listened to her weak breathing on the phone from a distance.

It was okay not to ask, but when he asked, Qiao Muxi pouted aggrievedly. She could no longer hold back her longing, and whispered for a long time: "I miss you..."

Luo Ziye's heart skipped a beat, and the sour feeling made his throat tighten. His voice was hoarse: "I miss you too."

"I'm going back now. Wait for me at home," he said softly while picking up his coat.

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"...Do not"

Before the words were spoken, Qiao Muxi listened to the voice of the phone in confusion. Although she missed Luo Ziye, she didn't want to involve or trouble him.

She put her phone next to the bed, then got out of bed and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window.

It was dark in the distance outside. Except for the bodyguards nearby, no other bastards could be seen. I wonder if they had already left.

The windows of the villa are single-layered and transparent. The outside cannot see inside at all, but the inside can see outside, so there is no need to worry about being secretly photographed by bastards.

She put down the white curtains helplessly, like an abandoned cub. She felt very uneasy, gnawing her fingers nervously, and walked around the room, neither sitting nor standing.