Because of this episode, Mu Qinghuan could only return to the hotel.

Let Lu Han buy her cigarettes.

But when Lu Han came back, he was gloomy and bleak.

Mu Qinghuan was curious when she saw her like this: "Is something wrong?" ”

Lu Han thought for a while before he spoke: "Qinghuan, what if you are addicted." "If it's just an actor, it's nothing, but Mu Qinghuan is the first lady, if she has the habit of smoking, then she will definitely lose her image.

Mu Qinghuan didn't think about this question either, so he just sighed slightly: "But if I don't learn to smoke now, then what should I do with this movie, do I have to break the contract because of this matter?" ”

Indeed, if the contract is broken because of this excuse, then it will really not be good for Mu Qinghuan's reputation if it is spread out.

But Lu Han heard that it is difficult to quit smoking addiction.

What else can I do now, Mu Qinghuan can only remove the cigarette box and light a cigarette.

It's not easy to be an artist, it's not so much that you are acting, but that you are experiencing another life, since it is another life, you can't use your current life to compare, for example, you can't do it, so you don't act.

Mu Qinghuan began to cough after taking a puff, Mu Qinghuan now not only has to learn to smoke, but also to learn the posture of smoking.

But it's ridiculous to think about it, she actually wants to learn to smoke.

By the evening, Mu Qinghuan's voice was hoarse.

This acting is really difficult, everyone thinks it's easy to be a star, but if only there were such easy things in this world.

With such thoughts, Mu Qinghuan said to Gu Huaiyuan that he was too tired today, and then went to sleep.

Hey, let's think about these things tomorrow, there's no point in thinking about them so much now.

With such thoughts, Mu Qinghuan fell asleep deeply.

At night, the position next to her suddenly sank, and a big hand wrapped around her waist, but she was stunned when she smelled the smell of Mu Qinghuan, and then hugged Mu Qinghuan in her arms.

The familiar embrace made Mu Qinghuan's brows stretch slightly.

When Mu Qinghuan woke up, she began to cough, she smoked a pack of cigarettes yesterday.

Although he knew that he would not be able to achieve this, Mu Qinghuan had no choice now.

"What's wrong?" A gentle voice sounded in Mu Qinghuan's ears.

The familiar voice made Mu Qinghuan subconsciously turn his head, and sure enough, he saw a familiar face: "Why are you here, why are you here, why are you not telling me." Mu Qinghuan's throat was originally a little dumb because of smoking yesterday, but now because he was a little excited, he began to cough violently.

Gu Huaiyuan frowned when he saw Mu Qinghuan like this: "You are sick and you didn't tell me, Qinghuan, how many times have I told you, you are sick, you must tell me, you see your voice is like this now." How could I possibly know you were sick if I didn't come. Gu Huaiyuan thought about it and felt that he should meet Mu Qinghuan's sick people and tell them that if Mu Qinghuan had anything, he had to tell himself.

Mu Qinghuan waved his hand, and only after he had eased up did he speak: "No, I'm not sick, it's just that my throat was a little uncomfortable when I learned to smoke yesterday." ”

Gu Huaiyuan was slightly stunned when he heard this, and only spoke after half a sound: "You smoked yesterday?" He looked at Mu Qinghuan seriously, as if he was verifying something.