Quick Transmigration: I Become Prince Charming

Wu Zhaoyun looks at Ji Rao, who has no expression. He moves for several months. Ji Rao's father is indifferent. He can't rest assured.

"Well."

Guo Shuoshuo said, "you If you want to film next year, maybe it's not the way it is now. People ask you to be a guest star, and then you may have no film to shoot. "

"No drama, no drama." Wu Zhaoyun laughed at himself, "if there is no drama to shoot, I can only go back and inherit hundreds of millions of properties."

Guo Shuo Shuo was inexplicably rich, she glared at Wu Zhaoyun from the mirror, "evil capitalist!"

Wu Zhaoyun no longer pays attention to Guo Shuoshuo. He turns his head and looks at Ji Rao. His tone is so light that he seems to be able to break Ji Rao to pieces. "Do you want to send you home?"

Wu Zhaoyun's carefulness, Ji Rao can actually see it. He turned his head and looked at Wu Zhaoyun coldly, "you don't have to do this for me?"

"What?"

"No shadow, and just now." Ji Rao lowered his eyes, long and curly eyelashes cleverly hung, and he couldn't see the despair and sadness in his eyes to the end, "it's not worth it."

What makes Wu Zhaoyun most miserable is that Ji Rao feels that he is worthless now. He is obviously distressed to touch someone who is afraid of being broken, but now he is hurt like this.

He reached out and gently held the man in his arms. "You're worth it."

He put his chin on Ji Rao's head and said almost piously, "only you are worth it."

Rao is used to see Wu Zhaoyun linger in the flowers of Guo Shuo Shuo, at this time also just sigh.

To tell the truth, she never thought that Wu Zhaoyun would fall into other people's hands one day. She even thought that this kind of imagination should not exist. If it did, she might laugh to death on the spot.

But today, I finally saw that she didn't want to make a mockery at all. She just felt sad.

How can such a good person suffer such hardships?

Ji Rao was in his arms and said, "I don't want to go home."

"Then go to my house."

Wu Zhaoyun's home is also a high-end residential area, where many front-line celebrities will live.

Just at the gate of the community, the security guard came to see the license plate number.

The window came down.

"Mr. Wu, your express."

"Express?" Wu Zhaoyun twisted his eyebrows, thinking about which fan might have sent it, "where is it?"

"Right here." The security guard pointed far behind him. Wu Zhaoyun saw a big box half a person tall.

"What is this?"

Security "harm" a, "this your thing where do I know?"

Wu Zhaoyun suddenly saw a white light in his heart. He immediately said, "no, I don't want this..."

Before he finished, Ji Rao suddenly said, "wait a minute."

Wu Zhaoyun felt a thump in his heart.

Ji Rao had already opened the door and went down. Wu Zhaoyun scolded himself secretly and followed him.

Ji Rao stood in front of the box, covering his hand on the box, and saw a familiar string of letters on the box, as if Sheng Sheng had pierced into his heart.

Mr.Wu , custom tailor.

customized by Mr. Wu.

"This may be from a fan." Wu Zhaoyun said after him, "I don't accept these things. I will return them according to the address. Don't worry about this. Let's go back first. I'll deal with it myself later. "

Ji Rao's hand curled up. He said softly, "is this the piano?"