Master Pei’s Wife is a Devil Concubine

It wasn't until this moment that Xia Chunyu sadly noticed that there were still several scratches on her Lord Shang's beautiful and sexy shoulder blades! !

Bright, like a little wild cat scratching, the ambiguity is clearly revealed.

"Here it is," Lu Shang's voice was low and sweet, "Is it just now that you think you're late?"

He teased aloud, but there were countless meanings hidden in his gentle tone.

Xia Chunyu would never have seen such a Lu Shang!

Although she already knew who the male god was talking to, she couldn't help being curious and stretched her head to look into the room.

However, before he could see anything, his sight was blocked by the man's body.

Lu Shang turned his gaze back to her, and noticed her small movements of trying to peek inside, the smile on her expression disappeared instantly, and her eyes turned cold.

He took the two bags of clothes from her hand, "Thank you, Director Xia can go back."

Xia Chunyu, "..."

The empty hand tightened for a moment, and then, the door was slammed shut in front of her eyes!

So when the male god opened the door before, the gentle smile that made her heart ecstatic was not directed at her at all!

After the dinner, Nan Miaomiao disappeared for a day and two nights, more than 24 hours...

I originally set my heart to the bright moon, but the bright moon shines on the ditch!

Xia Chunyu twisted the little handkerchief she took out from nowhere, her heart was smashed to pieces!

The death is tragic! !

I'm sorry for my infatuation with you! !

**

Downstairs in the coffee shop, it was almost time for the meeting, the male colleague sitting next to Su Ji, the former Xia Chunyu, packed up his things, closed his laptop, "Xiao Su, it's time for us to go upstairs."

Su Ji replied, "OK."

Before the male screenwriter got up, he glanced at Su Ji's cell phone. When they were discussing things just now, he noticed that Su Ji had been typing on the cell phone from the corner of his eye. He was curious at that time.

At the same time as he looked over, Su Ji turned off the screen without a trace and put away the phone. The male screenwriter didn't see the specific content clearly, but only saw densely packed text-like things on the entire screen.

"Is Xiao Su also writing?" The male screenwriter asked curiously.

Su Ji raised his eyebrows lazily, his pupils were dark, "It's just for fun."

"Ah," the male screenwriter expressed his understanding, "That's right, writing is just for fun now. Screenwriters like us are paid a lot of money, so we can't do without writing, but it's too difficult to make money from writing."

Su Ji shrugged his shoulders, neither agreeing nor refuting his point of view.

Since the serialization started, she has been able to receive some T baht rewards on that website every day, but she was originally writing for fun, and the registered account did not even have a real-name authentication, let alone a bank card, so she kept putting it on. It's there, no cash.

It is said that T baht is not very valuable...

Su Ji asked casually, "Brother, do you know, four million T baht... how many soft sister coins can be converted?"

The male screenwriter didn't know why she suddenly asked this, but the "Brother" made him so angry! !

"If you want to convert it based on 1 Ruanmei coin, which is about 4.8T baht... it's a little short of a million!"

The old god Su Ji nodded.

OK.

Then wait for a round number to mention~

A group of people went upstairs to the elevator, teasing Xia Chunyu who was not there at the moment while walking.

The male screenwriter smiled and said to Su Ji, "This time, if you can let your screenwriter Xia go upstairs to deliver this thing, she will definitely credit you."

And Su Ji replied quite meaningfully, "Not necessarily."

Hearing what she said, the male screenwriter leaned back tactically and looked at her from a distance.

After all, Xiao Su is still young and innocent.

Didn't see that screenwriter Xia was interested in Lu Shang?

**

The meeting officially started, and today it was Nan Miaomiao who pinched the door.

As soon as she came in, everyone in the room looked at her.

Most people are just curious, after all, no one knew where she went all day yesterday.

Except for Xia Chunyu, who looked as ugly as if he had eaten a fly.

In fact, not only Nan Miaomiao didn't go out all day, but her brother did the same. Only the room service came in and out of their room a few times.

Nan Miaomiao put her hand on the turtleneck sweater on her body, cleared her throat, and tried to keep a low profile.

Looking back now, she still can't believe it.

I can't believe what happened in the past two days and one night! !

Screenwriter Fang sat in the middle of the conference table and glanced at Nan Miaomiao with serious eyes.

Today's meeting is presided over by him, Long Dahai and Jin Fengze are not there.

There is a saying that is apt: There are no tigers on the mountain, and monkeys are called kings.

The writer Fang is right now.

He hates others being late for meetings the most. Those who are stuck in time like Nan Miaomiao are counted as late with him!

Nan Miaomiao looked at him, and immediately supported his forehead weakly, "I'm sorry for wasting everyone's time, I drank too much that day... I feel a little uncomfortable."

who is she?

The queen heroine of costume dramas!

Acting green tea with both beauty and strength!

Hearing this, the screenwriter Fang looked at her attire. Although it was winter, the air conditioner in the hotel here was very warm. Many actors came to the meeting in short-sleeved clothes. Only Nan Miaomiao wore a long-sleeved high-necked dress. It seems that... he is indeed sick!

He sighed sternly, "Okay, since we're all here, let's start the meeting!"

Nan Miaomiao passed the level with ease~

Xia Chunyu stared at her from the moment she entered the room, until she sat down, her hatred had already exploded.

What's wrong with you? ?

Her master actually believed this kind of excuse!

Su Ji sat with Yan Gaoqiu, and the seat on the other side was vacant.

She patted the empty spot over there, and Nan Miaomiao immediately came bouncing over.

It looks like an obedient and squeamish Maltese dog.

Su Ji gave her a meaningful look. There were two sets of clothes to choose from, and Nan Miaomiao chose the one with the tightest cover.

With such a fully armed appearance, Su Ji can be regarded as an expert, she bent her lips, "Yes... quite good at playing~"

When Nan Miaomiao heard this, her face immediately flushed red.

To say that she finally got what she wanted, she looked at everyone with a smile on her face, with 'Guess what feat I did yesterday? ’ The little beating expression.

But only when she came to her roommate... she became shy very rarely.

Hiding his chin in the high collar of his clothes, he explained with a small expression, "What can you play? I don't understand what you are saying. I really feel sick after drinking too much..."

She only knew that her brother had asked someone to bring her new clothes, but she didn't ask who bought them.

Because all the artists who came to Golden Town this time did not bring their managers and assistants, Lu Shang was worried about finding someone else, so he dared to trouble his master.

So Nan Miaomiao would never have guessed in her wildest dreams that her roommate helped her choose the outfit she was wearing at the moment, and Mr. Pei accompanied Su Ji to help her choose it together! ! !