Chapter 132 Where Has It Developed?

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"Be careful next time," Fang Zhu said, and hung up with a snap.

Lu Yi leaned his back against the bed and continued watching TV.

"The picture is so beautiful," he said, which is a rare thing for him to have such a high opinion of a TV show.

Lei Qingyi put his rice on the table and sat down.

"How are you and your old nun doing?" He stuffed his mouth with a mouthful of rice and asked vaguely.

And who is the old nun in his mouth if it's not Fang Zhu? He has never seen a woman comb her hair like that, without even a trace of messy hair. Did she secretly apply hairspray?

Lu Yi raised his head and glanced at him, with blunt features and a stubborn expression.

"Okay, I won't talk anymore," Lei Qingyi shrugged his shoulders, picked up the spoon and continued to eat, but after a while he couldn't help it anymore, trying to shut him up and let him eat. Shut up, isn't that suffocating him to death?

"Can I ask you something?" He looked at the stone-like friends and brothers in front of him curiously. How could he not know Lu Yi's temper? Don't forget, they were wearing the same pants. They are good brothers. Well, they go to school by blood. They are still brothers and cousins.

"Well," Lu Yi always eats and sleeps with someone in silence. He has a good living habit and looks like an old man. It's no wonder that others say he is not romantic. However, that Fang Zhu is not romantic at all.

It seems that the two people do seem to be a couple, one is as ascetic as a monk, and the other is as self-willed as an extinct person. They can live together, but he always feels that something is strange.

"Tell the truth," Lei Qingyi emphasized. We have a relationship and there is no need to hide it.

"Yeah," Lu Yi said again, still eating his own meal, not even reading the newspaper on his mobile phone, just eating quietly. In fact, he is really a quiet and handsome man now, no, he is a quiet brick. .

"How far have you and Fang Zhu developed?" Lei Qingyi stuffed another mouthful of rice into her mouth and asked straightforwardly. Of course, I also hope to get a straightforward answer from Lu Yi.

"What do you want to know?" Lu Yi asked him back.

"I want to know too much," Lei Qingyi smiled slyly. She really wanted to know if Lu Yi's sexual intercourse was similar to his temperament, without much passion.

"Did you go to bed?" Lei Qingyi asked quite easily. A man and a woman, mature men and women, are in a relationship like this. If something doesn't happen, are both parties abnormal?

"No," Lu Yi didn't even raise his head.

"It hasn't reached this point?" Lei Qingyi was not surprised. If it really reached this point, he would feel that the world had gone crazy.

"Kissed?" he asked again.

"No."

"Embrace?"

No.

The chopsticks in Lei Qingyi's hand fell on the table, and then he scratched his hair, "Don't tell me, you haven't even held hands?"

"Yeah," Lu Yi's answer almost made Lei Qingyi collapse.

"Oh my god!" He covered his face with his hands, "Lu Yi, did you get a girlfriend or find yourself a teacher?

Lu Yi frowned, didn't he know?

"I don't understand you?" Lei Qingyi picked up the bowl and ate his food. "By the way, have you watched Xunxian? It's really good." Lei Qingyi thought of something again, Bala kept talking in his mouth. The two of them had been like this since they were children. One was quiet and the other moved. He couldn't utter a word for a long time, but the other had to talk non-stop, otherwise he was afraid of indigestion.

"That Yan Huan's ancient makeup look is really amazing. My mother has become her die-hard fan. Tell me, what would it be like if the person you saved was really Yan Huan? If I could get her How great is the signature, my mother will love me to death.”

"Does your mother make you your enemy now?" Lu Yi raised his face and asked him calmly.

Well, Lei Qingyi burped, "Not yet, but soon. Because I don't have a partner, but if it's someone like you," Lei Qingyi touched her arm, and then remembered whether Fang Zhu's hair was combed. A nun's head with messy hair, he shuddered, "If it's like that, I'd rather find a man."

Lu Yi ate slowly, one bite at a time, very slowly, but very handsome. He looked like a noble prince, quietly, with no strangers or acquaintances around him.

Don't approach strangers, and stay away from acquaintances.

"I'll get some more rice," Lei Qingyi picked up his bowl and prepared to ask for another portion. He didn't have enough to eat. With his size, it was two others' portions. It was enough for one person. Why is there enough for him to eat?

Lu Yi put down his chopsticks, took out his mobile phone, and with a swipe of his finger, he found the Weibo he had browsed during his time. She had gained a lot of followers today. The name Yan Huan seemed to be starting to become popular. .

"Come on."

He said something, and the corners of his lips actually curved a bit, as if he were smiling.

"Huanhuan, come on," Yi Ling hugged Yan Huan, you did great, I'm proud of you.

Yan Huan also shook his fist at Yi Ling and said, "Well, come on."

The pilot episode of Seeking Immortals can be said to have ended perfectly. It has only aired two episodes in a row, and with its exquisite pictures, high-value actors, and beautiful special effects, it has created a trend of immortal heroes in the entire film and television industry. The popularity of the actors who have just appeared has also increased to a corresponding degree, especially Yan Huan, who, as a newcomer, has inexplicably become a household name in such a turbulent time.

Because there is a new beginning, everyone is like chicken blood in the following filming, and of course they can't be careless.

Ding Ming plays an ordinary cook on the fairy mountain in the play. The so-called cook is to cook, but he is too big-hearted and too lustful. The person he wants is Qingyao, the daughter of the head of the sect.

Ding's eyes squeezed together. When he saw the woman in white clothes walking across from him, suspicious liquid flowed from his mouth, and he was also lustful.

"Miss Qingyao," he hurried forward, but Yan Huan turned around, and her aura was almost fully open, that kind of coldness, that kind of arrogance, that kind of momentum that was above everything.

Cook Ding didn't stand properly for a moment, and fell to the ground with a bang.

"Cut!" The director frowned. The recent filming was very smooth, especially Yan Huan's scene, which was passed in one take. However, Director Jin's word "cut" has not appeared for a long time.