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Chu Zhuohang did not speak.

"If I can really make it to the end, I should be able to choose to work with him." As soon as Su Mi thought of this, she was very excited, "young master, you know, I have actually composed myself before, which is the inspiration given to me by Zhuoyan's songs..."

"Don't call me young master." Chu Zhuohang interrupts Su MI.

Su Mi turned her eyes and realized that she seemed a little noisy.

The young master doesn't like this. Will it disturb him?

She shut her mouth.

Chu Zhuo hang said in a flat voice, "call my name."

"Ha?" Su Mi didn't respond for a moment.

"I said, call me by my name." In fact, Chu Zhuo Hang's intention of swearing sovereignty is quite obvious.

From visiting Su mu, every step is consciously approaching her.

However, his skin aversion has not been completely eradicated, and he has to restrain his feelings for her for a while - worried that the disease can not be eliminated, and he can not get close to her.

Su Mi looked at him stupidly: "call your name? But that's not very good. It's stated in the code given to me by the housekeeper that each of us should respect you, not by first name. "

"I allow you to."

"This..." Su Mi didn't understand what Chu Zhuohang meant. Looking at him, she seemed a little unhappy?

What did you do to him?

And why call his name so suddenly?

"Don't call me young master again." Chu Zhuohang was a bit serious and didn't like to hear such a distant address from her.

"Oh, well." Su Mi saw that he was acting seriously, so she hastened to reply.

What can I call him in the future? Zhuo hang? Eh, it seems a little too close. It sounds strange.

Forget it. He likes to hear it. Let's call it that way.

Su Mi looks at him again. He is concentrating on driving. His silhouette is particularly visible and handsome in the night print.

It is the kind of entertainment industry after special modeling and dressing up, also can not match the handsome, more look at, easy to sink.

Alas, as expected, people are all visual animals. Su Mi looks at his profile obsessed and thinks that even she likes to see good-looking people. It seems natural that those audiences don't like themselves.

After this round of wind down, Su Mi's mood has been much better.

But on the contrary, Chu Zhuohang was not in a good mood. He said in a low voice, "the entertainment industry is full of dragons and snakes. It's a big dye vat. You have to protect yourself. "

"Poof, are you still worried about being attacked?" Su Mi laughed at herself, "don't worry, young master..."

After saying two words, Chu Zhuohang's face sank slightly. Su Mi quickly changed her words: "don't worry, Zhuo hang, I will protect myself!"

Chu Zhuohang was only a little satisfied. His name appeared in her mouth, which had a special warm flavor, which made his heart peaceful.

"Go and have a rest and have a good sleep." Chu Zhuohang became gentle and his voice became soft.

Su Mi felt his strange mood change. He didn't know what was wrong with him. The mood was changeable.

Forget it, she can't fully explore his emotions, can only be like this.

That night, Su Mi went to bed early.

She did not dare to take a close look at the contents of the microblog, for fear of being scolded too miserably, and her heart could not bear it.