Chapter 546

If so, this is indeed Chu Ye's private affair.

South Vietnam did not continue to watch it, but asked Mo Lvlv to do some small activities on his microblog to send some benefits to his fans according to the plot broadcast by flying butterflies to fight the fire these two days.

On the one hand, it is a propaganda play. On the other hand, it can be regarded as pulling back the little pumpkins who want to go out and argue with people.

As for Lu Xiaolan or something, you don't have to take care of it at all.

The plane arrived in city a at almost 8 o'clock. Although it took a shortcut home, it was nearly 10 o'clock when it arrived, and the night was very dark.

At the end of October, the weather began to change, with a great temperature difference between day and night.

When getting off, Mo Lvlv, who was only wearing a thin coat, trembled and touched his arm subconsciously.

Nanyue casually took a shawl to her and said, "you go into the house and tidy up. I'll say hello."

I don't need to ask who I'm going to say hello to.

Mo lvlu nodded and asked Mao Hui to borrow from Chen Le, because early tomorrow morning, South Vietnam will have to try on his dress and make up his hair.

Watching people enter the house, the car drove diagonally opposite, and South Vietnam went to the opposite door.

From the outside, you can see through the terrace that a dim yellow light is still on in the living room, but the person is not on the first floor.

It seems that she left a light waiting for her to say hello.

Nanyue opened the gate and walked in. He had subconsciously wanted to ring the doorbell, but when he thought of a message he had received before, he withdrew his hand and went to press the password.

Sheng Jingheng is a boring man. The password is his birthday. It's nothing special.

After pressing the password, it is equivalent to reminding her that his birthday is approaching - on October 30.

It's no secret. All his fans know it, including the memory left by his original body.

South Vietnam almost forgot. It didn't come to mind until he received the door code sent by him.

He sang her a birthday song on her birthday.

On his birthday, of course, she can't just watch.

After successfully opening the password lock, Nam Yueh pushed the door in and naturally took it out of the shoe cabinet. She changed the pair of slippers she wore every time she came.

As soon as she walked in from the porch, she heard footsteps approaching. She looked up and just matched her dark and deep eyes.

After coming back from fashion week, South Vietnam began to run publicity. Sometimes, although it was in city a, it simply stayed in a hotel in order to make it convenient to catch up the next morning.

So after careful calculation, they haven't seen each other for more than half a month.

Sheng Jingheng also felt her presence and came downstairs from the studio. Therefore, he was not surprised to see her.

"Back."

"Good evening."

They spoke almost at the same time. After saying that, they looked into each other's eyes and smiled.

Waiting for shengjingheng to come down, Nanyue went to pour a glass of water, then looked at him and said, "I just came to say hello. I have to rest early tonight and keep a state."

"Well," Sheng Jingheng brought her a thermos cup, "it's more comfortable to drink."

Tomorrow's charity party, she will naturally sing on the stage.

However, even if you are tired, just practice for a while. You don't need this thing.

But he gave it, of course.

Nanyue smiled and said, "teacher Sheng is very kind."

Sheng Jingheng listened to her suddenly coquettish tone, and then smiled in a low voice: "at the end of the month, do you have a job?"

"Huh?" Isn't the end of the month his birthday?

Nanyue shook his head: "you should read the script at home and go to training in early November."

"Then, let's watch a movie together."