Quick Transmigration Blackening Big Brother Breeding Guide

Chapter 225 After Marrying with Little Poor Agreement (23)

Halfway through the show, Lou Zhuang sat under the stage, thinking that Gu Qiao was the most shining and brightest among the stars.

Her gestures and gestures, the corners of her eyes and eyebrows are all in the look she just likes.

Lou Zhuang propped her chin, thinking casually.

In this world, would Gu Qiao still weave straw rabbits for her?
After the song "The Peony Pavilion" ended, all the people on the stage left the stage one by one, and the audience in the audience were still unsatisfied.

Lou Zhuang withdrew from the camera, got up and went backstage.

Gu Qiao was taking off his makeup, and the sound of running water could be heard through the door.

Lou Zhuang was sitting in the dressing room, playing match [-] games to pass the time.

After a few minutes, the sound of water stopped.

Gu Qiao walked towards the building facing the light, his face smeared with water vapor was so white that it shone.

"Let's go." Gu Qiao said, reaching for the oversized bag behind Lou Zhuang.

Tripped by something during the process, he staggered, and worried about the building makeup on the right, Gu Qiao's pupils shrank slightly, lost his balance and fell to the side.

With a "crash", the plastic stool moved backwards with Lou Zhuang's movement of getting up, and bumped into the cabinet.

Lou Zhuang held the phone in one hand, and half-supported Gu Qiao's back with the other——

Gu Qiao was hugged by Lou Zhuang.

The peppermint fragrance almost enveloped Gu Qiao completely, and he was patted on the back: "Stand firm."

Gu Qiao subconsciously turned his head, his lips brushed past Lou Zhuang's cheek.

Both were stunned.

The dressing room was so quiet that the two looked at each other, and there seemed to be an ambiguous and thick atmosphere brewing quietly.

Lou Zhuang noticed Gu Qiao's dazed and helpless, secretly laughed in his heart, and let go of him without a trace.

As if nothing happened, Lou Zhuang handed the oversized bag to Gu Qiao, and said softly, with a hint of concern: "Be careful."

Gu Qiao took the bag with lowered eyes, and groaned for a long time, holding back the word "um".

"Let's go, go home."

After Lou Zhuang finished speaking, he walked out of the dressing room first, leaving Gu Qiao alone because of the word "go home" with slight itching in his ears and his heart pounding.

Fortunately, he is very good at controlling his emotions, and after calming down, he hurried to Louzhuang.

Lou Zhuang walked beside Gu Qiao, Xiaozhi's immature voice was next to her ear: "Master, you did it on purpose just now."

Lou Zhuang turned sideways to avoid the passing staff, without changing her face: "I didn't."

That was clearly an accident.

Xiao Zhicai didn't believe it, but the master refused to admit it, so he could only moan and say nothing.

Because of the previous accident, the silence lasted until home.

This villa is a 20-year-old gift from Mr. Lou to the original owner, and it has been vacant.

This place is very close to the Bauhinia Theater, and only a 10-[-]-minute drive from Lou's. The two lived here after receiving their certificates.

Lou Zhuang sat on the sofa and processed the email that Chang Qin sent her a few minutes ago, Gu Qiao washed his hands and came out: "What do you want to eat tonight?"

Lou Zhuang paused while typing, and reported the names of two dishes.

Gu Qiao said "I see", turned and went into the kitchen.

In the past two days, the youngest son of the nutritionist fell ill and was hospitalized. After taking three days off, Gu Qiao took over the task of cooking.

After speeding up the processing of the mail, Lou Zhuang walked to the kitchen door with slippers on and leaned against the sliding door.

Gu Qiao turned his head and took a look, then continued to wash the vegetables.

The apron was given by the supermarket for an event, and on the front of the red apron, there are five words "Good Wife Soy Sauce" in white and bold.

When Gu Qiao turned sideways and poured the shredded potatoes into the pot, Lou Zhuang happened to see him, and a smile appeared in his eyes.

The phone vibrated, and Lou Zhuang unlocked it and took a look.

It was Chen Feng who sent the message, asking how she was thinking.

Rubbing the floor tiles lightly with her toes, Lou Zhuang pondered for a moment, and told Gu Qiao about this matter.

(End of this chapter)