Chapter 1: Actor X Rich Woman (1)

The faucet in the bathroom was broken, and the water dripping from the floor ticked down the door to the living room. Cen Simiao looked down at the wet slippers and stepped on the floor.
She held the phone to unlock and dialed the phone.
"Beep ---"
After ringing for a long time, it was still not connected. She pursed her lips and glanced sideways to see the sun outside the window, especially dazzling.
The curtains were dark brown, heavy in the hands, and "brushed", the room darkened. The water had already flowed here, and cold water had also spread on one of his feet, and Cen Simiao frowned.
She had grievances in her eyes, her head bowed, and her chin delicate. Next to the sofa, sit down with your arms folded, your fingers still scratching your phone.
Wu Sushen's personal homepage.
The head is half a face, the back of the eyelids is wide, the eyes are black and white, and the eyes are gentle, it is a pair of peach eyes. Personal certification, Qing Yao Studio actor.
Well, the first half looks pretty good.
Slide down.
I'm so tired today ~~
The picture shows an arm resting on the table with his chin dozing.
Hurry up and brag about my handsomeness! Otherwise I'm not happy!
With a night photo of the city.
Cen Smiao's eyes narrowed slightly, pursing her throat, clearing her throat, sinking her shoulders, and just about to sigh, she heard the phone ring.
"Husband calls."
Her eyes suddenly turned red, and the whole person was as soft as a white rabbit in a cage. The fingertips slipped, and the phone was next to the ear, with a soft crying cavity.
"Hey."
I was impatient over there, stunned, and seemed to have no response. The sound of breathing changed, until Cen Simiao said again, "Where are you? I'm so useless, I can't do anything well."
A little suspicious: "Miao Miao?"
"Um." She sniffed.
Hu Yinli was particularly surprised. Where did she usually do this, there was always something to solve by herself, even if he was away from home for a year.
What happened today, Cen Simiao was crying softly, and carrying something confusing, which made him unconsciously lower his throat and become gentle: "What happened?"
The woman who lay in his arms casually scratched his fingertips across his chest, his eyes tightened. His hands were still on his waist, and his face was rubbed against him, his eyes frowning.
Hu Yinli's throat tightened, and he was stroking again while listening to the voice on the phone, his breathing gradually getting heavy.
Cen Simiao crying more and more: "I didn't keep a good home, the faucet was broken, I asked someone to fix it, but people haven't arrived yet. Now the house is full of water, what should I do?"
"I'm so useless."
I looked up and took a bottle of yogurt from the coffee table, unscrewed the lid, covered my phone, took a few sips, and continued to my nose: "I'm so stupid, I can't handle these things."
Hu Yinli breathed a sigh of relief: "Is there anything to cry about? Okay, I'll call the property. Don't be afraid. It's nothing, don't cry."
"But ... but, the floor."
Cen Simiao glanced at the curtains soaked in water, and the brown color became dark brown and dirty. The curtains were sticking together, and she reached for a hand.
Water flows from the fingers.
The phone said: "What are you afraid of if the floor is soaked, I will pay you back and pick what you like."
Cen Simiao narrowed her eyes and glanced at the time: "How long are you still busy, will you come back and accompany me?"
Sure enough, the other hung up.
She got up from the sofa, stepped on the slippers, and walked to the bedroom door. She kicked the towel clogged up in the door, and picked clothes from the closet.
The makeup has already been drawn. I started to draw eyebrows and eyebrows together in the morning. I repeated the eyeliner several times before I felt satisfied. Make sure your hair is curled up with a curling iron, hold it at the back, and keep the bangs in the middle of the chin length.
She still felt a little confused, and it was early, so she went to the sofa for a while, and when she woke up, there was water under her feet.
Frown to close the main gate, you will go out later, where to wait and let people repair it.
As soon as the clothes were changed, the phone received a WeChat.
Sister Cen, the dishes are ready.
Cen Simiao smiled down and thought it was very interesting. She came from a shooting background and could even have secret words when she met. She didn't type and spoke aloud.
The sound is cold and gentle.
"The dishes are not good, I don't eat them."
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In the private restaurant, the decoration is quite antique. The rosewood tables and chairs, teapots and tea bowls are very particular. The ashtrays on the table are all copper-colored.
"The dishes are not good, I don't eat them."
Just listening to the tone and these words, can not pick up the slightest fault, but also makes people feel a little cold. Wu Lishen held a pack of cigarettes and tapped impatiently on the table.
He leaned back, rubbed his hair, yawned, and looked especially sleepy. Speaking at Liu Si, who was typing on the screen of his mobile phone, "Where did you find such a person, Brother Liu?
Liu Si was dressed up in fashion. Today, she avoided being noticed. She has been low-key and took off the exaggerated large earrings, leaving only the earrings. Even the shoes were replaced by Volkswagen models.
Look up at Wu Lishen, and say a few words: "What nonsense, such a good person, others can't catch up. You don't look at what is around other people, your kid is not satisfied."
Wu Li frowned, his lips moistened with the tip of his tongue, still panicked, and a pack of cigarettes sipped on the table, pushing out two or three, and he took one out of it.
I put it in my mouth and was about to point.
"She doesn't like smelling smoke, don't mess around."
Wu Lishen made a move, threw the cigarette aside, stretched his waist, and looked sideways at the door: "What a thing."
When Liu Si heard this, he just had time, looked up at him, put the mobile phone on the table, poured a glass of water from the teapot, Wu Li's eyes fluttered and he didn't know what he was looking at.
Tea water throat: "If you are in trouble, now take a taxi and go back, I will pay for the money."
If it wasn't for Cen Simiao who picked Wu Lishen, where would he come. The entertainment industry does not lack a good-looking face and a strong body.
There are six or seven artists under Liu Si's hands. Although Wu Lishen looks the most handsome, he won't be in the circle and won't be much popular. It's almost the bottom.
Furthermore, there is a seriously ill brother in his family who lives in the hospital all the year round, and the cost is particularly severe. Wu Lishen's money fell on it. It's really impossible to boast about the clothes in private.
The style is good, but the brand makes it difficult to say.
Today's behavior is still the blood of Liu Si.
Wu Li lowered her eyebrows, smiled at the corners of her lips, and raised her eyes in a calm tone. She did not see the irritability just now: "Liu, I'm not complaining in front of you. I'm not that big Face, if you get the benefits, you still sell well. "
The two of them deliberately staggered their time with Cen Simiao, although they were not famous, but they were afraid of being photographed. Have been waiting here for two hours.
Liu Si first heard the knock on the door, then his eyes narrowed, the corners of his mouth were raised, his face was friendly. Quickly walked over to open the door, just opened his mouth to call Sister Cen, he froze.
Cen Simiao was wearing a loose black shirt with a v-neckline, fair complexion, and a choker. Below was a black high-cut hip skirt.
Dressed in black, her makeup was particularly gorgeous and her lips were bright. The whole person looks particularly sexy.
This is not the same dress as Liu Si has seen before, it has completely changed a style. In the past, it was simple and elegant, and the makeup was light.
He didn't respond, and Cen Simiao smiled with a bent lips: "Liu Ge?"
Where can Liu Si dare to respond to this cry of Brother Liu, who can find him here are all rich masters. He turned back and laughed quickly: "Don't dare, let me be Liu Xiaocheng. Sister Cen quickly sat down, so I haven't seen them for a few days, and I'm pretty again."
Cen Simiao sat on the chair, looked at the tea he poured, smiled, and was about to take his word, and heard the cell phone in the bag ring.
Take out your phone to unlock.
Husband calls.
She turned to silent mode and put her phone lock screen on the table. Just a few words, the phone screen turned on again. Seeing Liu Si said, "You need to be busy first."
Cen Simiao glanced at the phone and turned it over to hold it.
Liu Si smiled, and his heart was not declining. Cen Simiao has not seen Wu Lishen's glance since she came in. Is this a remorse?
Suddenly I heard Wu Lishen talking.
"I was in a hurry in the morning and didn't eat well. The food here is good. Would you like to try it?"
Cen Simiao glanced at him. Wu Lishen was sitting on a chair, his expression was idle, his eyes were serious, and his eyes were faintly tender, just like Weibo's portrait.
A pair of peach eyes.
The bridge of the nose is tall, but the lips are thin, and the corner of the mouth is like a bad belly.
She frowned. "How old are you?"
"25."
Wu Lishen glanced at Liu Si who answered for him, and bent his lips: "18."