Lu Wanwan asked him: "Do you know who you are, and who I am?"

Han Jingmo replied: "You are a pervert, you are doomed."

...

Even in this situation, he did not forget to mock her.

What a spirit of never giving up, what a moving spirit.

I really want to give him a banner with just three words on it: Your Grandfather!

Lu Wanwan shook her wrist: "It hurts, be gentle."

She just said it casually, but she didn't expect Han Jingmo to really ease up.

But he kept his eyes closed and his breathing was very light, so it was unclear what state he was in.

Gu Qiaobei said that he would be fine after a sleep, but in this situation, let alone a sleep, it would be difficult for him to even climb into bed.

Jingmo Jingmo, it is obviously the name of a medicinal herb, why is it so delicate? Han Meiren is really a delicate flower.

Lu Wanwan asked: "Are you still conscious now?"

"Headache." Han Jingmo rubbed his forehead with his other hand.

"Then let me go and take a rest."

"No."

...

It's true that you are obsessed, but you are too blindly obsessed.

Lu Wanwan took out his mobile phone and checked the time. 22:06, it's not too late, and there is still time to go home later.

Lu Guanghan should also go to the social event tonight, and he really wants to go. After all, Gu Qiaobei is there, it is a great opportunity to dig a wall.

But because he had to go out of town for something, this great opportunity was missed so perfectly.

Although Lu Guanghan is not in this city, she is always thinking about this place.

At 7 or 8 o'clock, as soon as it gets dark, she reminds Lu Wanwan to go home early and not to stay out too late. She

is so worried.

She told Lu Guanghan that she would be home at 10 o'clock.

But now it is past 10 o'clock, not only has she not returned home, but she is also outside taking care of someone who once gave her a hard time...

Such overflowing love, Lu Wanwan successfully moved herself to tears.

After putting the phone back in the bag, Lu Wanwan turned around and found that Han Jingmo was looking at her, his eyes were a little red, but his eyes were bright.

Lu Wanwan was startled: "You are not crying!"

Han Jingmo: "..."

He asked in a steady voice: "Gu Qiaobei?"

"Huh?" Lu Wanwan immediately looked out of the car, but didn't see anyone, so she said: "He said his grandfather was 80 years old and he went back to the old house."

Han Jingmo frowned: "On your phone."

Lu Wanwan was stunned for a moment, then reacted: "You mean the screen saver? Yes, it's him, what's wrong?"

"Do you like him?"

"Yes."

"Do you like me? "

"Didn't you know that I stopped being a fan a long time ago?" Lu Wanwan didn't understand.

But as soon as she finished this sentence, she felt Han Jingmo holding her hand and suddenly increased the strength.

Lu Wanwan gasped: "It hurts... don't get excited."

It was her fault. She shouldn't talk about such unhappy topics with someone who was not feeling well.

Han Jingmo glanced at her hand, softened the pressure, and asked directly: "Why don't you like me?"

"I like you." Lu Wanwan learned from the lesson just now and said only the nice things: "I like you so much, I like you like crazy, I worship you, I am obsessed with you, I am in love with you, I can't stop wanting you."

...

Han Jingmo said expressionlessly: "You are perfunctory to me."

Lu Wanwan couldn't help laughing: "You are like this now, can you still tell whether it is perfunctory or not?"

"Then what do you like about me?"

"I like everything." Lu Wanwan said without hesitation.

"..." Han Jingmo looked at her without saying a word.

"..." Lu Wanwan looked back innocently.

There was a pause for a long while.

Han Jingmo asked stubbornly, "Why don't you like me?"

"I already said I like you, don't make trouble, be good." Lu Wanwan's tone was like coaxing a child. After coaxing him, he looked at the time again. It was already 2220. How long will it take to rest?

"Change his photo." Han Jingmo's voice rang again.

"..." Lu Wanwan looked at him with a caring look. My phone, what do you care about?

"Change it." His usually cold voice was a little hoarse and sexy.

"..." Seeing that he was determined to achieve his goal, Lu Wanwan compromised, "Okay, okay, change it, and then we can go home."

She took out her phone, flipped through the album, and saw the photo of him that she saved in the afternoon. She held the screen in front of him and coaxed the 20-year-old kid, "Can I change it to yours?"

"Okay." Han Jingmo nodded with satisfaction.

Lu Wanwan couldn't help but laugh. After changing the screen saver to his photo, she asked, "Can I go home now?"

"You haven't told me why you don't like me yet."

"Ah, you kid deserves a beating." Lu Wanwan blurted out, "I changed the screen saver to you, but I still don't like you? I said I like you, so why don't you believe it? Where is the trust between people?"

"You ate it."

...

Fuck, he's calling her a dog in a roundabout way?

I can't help but swear.

Lu Wanwan raised his head, thought for a while, and asked, "The news a while ago said that someone threw a glass of cold water on you on the set. Do you remember?"

Han Jingmo nodded directly, "I remember." He

seemed to be impressed. Lu Wanwan asked again, "Then do you remember who threw the cold water on you?"

"You."

What the hell?!

Lu Wanwan looked at him with wide eyes, with a look of disbelief.

He actually knew?

The two looked at each other, Han Jingmo's face was calm, while Lu Wanwan's face was horrified.

The scene was very awkward. There

was silence for a long while.

Lu Wanwan said in an embarrassed tone: "You remember this."

"I remember."

"Then you knew it was me from the beginning?" So, at the magazine shooting site, when he ate her breakfast, Han Jingmo did it on purpose?

Han Jingmo said: "I'm not stupid."

"Then why did you splash cold water on me?" Lu Wanwan asked the deepest doubt in her heart.

"I didn't, it wasn't me."

"I clearly remember it was you, and you told me to get out." "

I said get out." Han Jingmo lowered his eyes, then raised his eyes and looked at her directly: "I didn't splash the water."

"What's going on?" Lu Wanwan was puzzled.

Han Jingmo frowned and his face turned pale: "Headache."

"Fuck, at this critical moment, you finish talking first and then have a headache."

"..." Han Jingmo raised his eyes and glanced at her: "You really don't like me."

"..." A drop of cold sweat fell on Lu Wanwan's forehead.

Why is it

here again? Why did the topic return to this?

Is it normal now?

Lu Wanwan smiled with embarrassment: "Yes, I like it, so do you have a severe headache now?"

Han Jingmo did not answer, but closed his eyes, and his thick eyelashes trembled slightly like frightened butterfly wings.

"I'll take you upstairs first, Xiao Qiao said you will be fine after a good sleep."

Han Jingmo still didn't speak.

Lu Wanwan said, "Let go of my hand, I'll get off first."

Although he didn't reply, he finally let go this time. Lu Wanwan was like being liberated. After getting off the car, she went around to the other side and helped him down from the passenger seat.

[Author's side note]: I saw that some people complained about the slow update, so I will try to write more and update more.

Readers who are anxious to catch up can also read my other book at the same time, which is also a funny, sweet and pet story about immortals. Just search in the bookstore and you will find it. The author's name is: White Beggar. The title of the book is "Super Cute Little Cat Concubine: Immortal Lord, Don't Mess with Me", the last five words are "Immortal Lord, Don't Mess with Me", don't search it wrong, the main text of the Immortal Lord has been completed, and the extra chapters are being serialized. You can laugh until the bed shakes, you can read it without worry.

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