The depth of the road is also quite strange.

He is in his forties and nearly fifty, and he gritted his teeth not because he can't be reborn, he has to let his son inherit the family business, and if his son doesn't do it, he wants his grandson.

"Is he infertile?"

"Yes, his sperm is not easy to survive, it is already a blessing to have Lu Xiaomang, the older he gets, the more hopeless he becomes, the plot needs it, don't care too much." Little 8 replied seriously.

“…… Row horn. ”

On the day Lu Xiaomang came back, it also rained heavily in S City.

When he returned, he was a chicken in the soup.

And she is tearing a chicken while chasing the drama.

Shredded chicken, delicious.

Lu Xiaomang stared at her complainingly for a while: "I sent you a message, can't you pick up the phone?" ”

She was justified: "The mobile phone is charging in the room, I don't see it, how old it is, and it's not that I can't find my way home." ”

He said aggrievedly: "I'm your husband." ”

She looked at him inexplicably.

He wiped a handful of his hair that was still dripping: "Look at what! ”

"Isn't it a titular couple?"

“……”

She turned her head and continued to watch TV: "Go take a shower, don't catch a cold." ”

"Yawn."

"Huh."

"Laughing fart!"

He huffed and dragged his luggage back to his room.

Unfortunately, Zhang Yulin came over ten minutes later.

She went to open the door, but stood at the door, not inviting him in.

With a cold expression, he looked through her shoulder and saw the water in the room: "Is there someone in there?" Inconvenience? ”

"Yes," she bowed, "is there something wrong?" If it's okay......"

He said lightly: "If you have something, go in and say." ”

Qin Gong: "......"

Row horn.

She gave way.

Zhang Yulin did have something to do when he came to her: "Have you found the arranger for the next few songs?" Is it your company? ”

Oh, want to arrange the music for her song.

"I found it, it's the same arranger as the previous ones."

“……”

He was silent.

The arrangement of the first few songs is also impeccable: "I know, in the future, there will be new songs, let me fill in the lyrics for you." ”

"Want to be my royal lyricist?"

"I haven't composed much music over the years, and there are too few songs that I can see and am interested in writing lyrics." He's explaining.

"Okay, as long as I make a song, I'll find you."

"Hmm."

"Anything else?"

It stands to reason that Zhang Yulin should leave at this time.

But he remembered that there were other people in this room, and suddenly he didn't really want to leave: "...... in your room"

Before he could finish his sentence, the door to the master bedroom suddenly opened.

Lu Xiaomang's hand holding a towel to wipe his hair stiffened, and he suddenly felt that the color of his hair was not very good-looking: "Qin Gong, he is ...... Huh? Zhang Yulin? ”

I wanted to ask him who he was.

Qin Yi didn't panic at all: "Well, my songs are all written by Teacher Zhang." ”

Zhang Yulin's eyes flashed under his glasses, Teacher Zhang?

Lu Xiaomang knew that this was a misunderstanding, and hurriedly smiled: "Hey, I want to say that my hair dryer is broken, can I borrow yours?" ”

Qin Gong nodded: "In my room, go get it." ”

He smiled and walked to the second bedroom.

Zhang Yulin pushed his glasses: "Are you living together?" ”

Without waiting for Qin Yi to answer, Lu Xiaomang immediately turned around: "No, no, we just share a room, roommates, you also saw it, one person in one room, there is no other relationship." ”

He still subconsciously didn't want people to know about their relationship.

He wants to develop in the entertainment industry......

He and Qin Gong had no affection......

No emotion......

Zhang Yulin looked at Qin Gong.

She still had a nonchalant smile on her face.

Also, if it is a special relationship, they will not be in a room alone, and besides, if they take a hair dryer and borrow it, they are obviously not a couple.

Zhang Yulin breathed a sigh of relief: "I see, I'm sorry, then I'll go first and rest early." ”

Qin Gong: "Hmm. ”

Lu Xiaomang: "Goodbye, Teacher Zhang." ”

……