0353 Sleeping in the same room

0353 Sleeping in the same room

Someone else in the room?

Luo Sheng's divine sense would not deceive him, and there was indeed the breath of other people in the room. No, zero has no breath and will not be detected by one's own divine sense.

Luo Sheng pushed the door and went in to take a look, Yang Yueqi had already changed into close-fitting pajamas, sitting on her bed, leaning on the head of the bed, holding a novel in her hand, and reading it with relish.

"Washed?"

Yang Yuewei didn't raise her head, and pointed to the sofa in the room, "You sleep there." ”

"Rub, why, this is my room!"

Luo Sheng expressed strong dissatisfaction, "You woman, do you want to be so domineering?"

"You want to be a gentleman, right?"

Yang Yuejiao continued, "Will there be a man who lets girls sleep on the sofa?"

"From now on, Lao Tzu is a woman. ”

Luo Sheng was like a scoundrel, and went directly to the bed, "What is love!"

"You ...... guy"

Yang Yueqi gritted her teeth, "Are you sure you want to squeeze a bed with me?"

As she spoke, she lifted her pillow and touched a kitchen knife underneath.

"It seems like it's nice to sleep on the couch. ”

Luo Sheng sat up and obediently lay on the sofa. Although it is only a downstairs room, the room is just as well furnished. I guess I won't be able to practice tonight, so I just have a good night's sleep. Try to see if you can find more memories of Luo Lian.

However, there is a girl in the room, and it is a beautiful president of the country, and it seems to be a little difficult to sleep well. The floor heating in the house is responsible for heating, and the heating system of the Holy Light Home is indeed very good, the temperature in the room is at least 256 degrees, and you will feel the heat if you only wear a thin layer of single clothes. Luo Sheng lay on the couch, took off his shirt, and covered it with a thin blanket. And Yang Yuewei sat on the bed, turned on a bedside lamp, and didn't fall asleep, continuing to read the novel with great interest, and didn't know if she was hot or not.

"I said, Mr. Yang, it's late, go to bed early. ”

"You go to sleep first, I'm not sleepy. ”

"I can't sleep if you turn on the light. ”

"You're a person who doesn't have any literary literacy. ”

Yang Yuejiao criticized Luo Sheng, "As a producer, you must learn all kinds of knowledge, recharge yourself, enrich your spiritual world, and improve your cultural literacy!"

"You put down your Tanmei novel and then speak!"

"In short, read more books!"

Yang Yuewei suddenly set her eyes on Luo Sheng and asked, "I said, why have I never seen you have a male friend?"

"Ah, Dabai, isn't it?"

"He's more like your henchman, isn't he?

"You make me think about it. ”

Luo Sheng lay flat on the sofa, clasped his hands to his chest, and fell into deep thought.

It's the closest relationship with me.,It should be the roommates in the dormitory.。 But on weekdays, it's just to meet and say hello, and then I live outside, and the relationship is even more rusty.

Luo Sheng is a special person, and he can't play with many boys. He is a typical type who is hot on the outside and cold on the inside, and he hates socializing.

"By the way, I have a teammate who eats chicken, and it's a man!"

Luo Sheng suddenly remembered, "We have a good relationship, we always have a double row together, and we have eaten chicken!"

"Have you met?"

"Ah, it's just a chicken, do you still need to meet? But I've spoken out, and I'm definitely a pure man!"

"This is called a fart friend, at most a netizen!"

Yang Yuewei rolled her eyes.

"The world is a global village!"

Luo Sheng emphasized, "How can there be any netizens who are not netizens, they are all brothers in the four seas!"

"Brother is a ghost! I'm asking you, the kind of friend who is serious, who can be the first to arrive when you need it, and who can sit next to you and drink with you when you are in a bad mood. ”

"Isn't that your boyfriend?"

"It's just a friend, although I look at Tanmei, but you don't want to bring it in. ”

"Well, I don't have any friends like that. ”

Luo Sheng sighed, "Lao Tzu has always relied on himself." ”

"God-like self-reliance, it's you who value sex and ignore friends, you go around beautiful women every day, and you hardly deal with men, right?"

"I said, Mr. Yang, what do you mean by this?"

"I mean, I'm asking you, do you want to try to train a male artist?"

"Damn, never!"

"Then let Anni train it. ”

"Rub, no!"

"Why? You don't want to let her bring it?"

Ma Dan, with a male star, grinding his ears and temples every day, is that okay? But Luo Sheng definitely can't say it so clearly, he said very implicitly, "Senior sister wants to bring two artists, it's already very busy, how can you add workload to her! Moreover, senior sister has a celebrity boyfriend, let her bring a male artist, it doesn't feel good?"

It is also said that not only will she have a psychological rejection of male artists, but in addition, the media will also spread this kind of rhetoric at that time, which will have an impact on future publicity. ”

Yang Yuewei seems to be thinking seriously about this issue.

She had to be interrupted from this dangerous thought quickly, Luo Sheng opened his mouth to persuade.

"Mr. Yang, think about it, our company has just been established, and the resources are not enough. There are already three artists, and some of them are improving, I think we should increase resource investment and cultivate the three of them well, and we should not disperse resources and cultivate new artists!"

"There is some truth in your idea, very down-to-earth, but it lacks a vision. ”

Yang Yuewei said eloquently, "Especially in the entertainment industry, if you don't cultivate your own hematopoietic line, it is easy to be eliminated." Cultivating new artists is like buying a lottery ticket. Buy more, and the odds of winning the lottery will be a little greater. ”

"This is your businessman's opinion, I think, to cultivate an artist, you have to be wholehearted, large-scale stocking, there may be a chance to give birth to good artists, but they also do not have any sense of belonging to the company. When the cultivation is almost over, I will change jobs when I find an opportunity. ”

"What you said is also a possibility, but this is the current situation in the entertainment industry. ”

Yang Yuejiao reminded Luo Sheng, "Special cases like Tiantian and the Xu family sisters are actually not common. ”

"It's not everything, it has to be reasonable. ”

As a cultivator, Luo Sheng always likes to challenge the convention, "Only by breaking the routine will you become a winner!"

"You guy, you're so fond of quibbles!"

Yang Yuewei can't seem to say anything about Luo Sheng, just as Luo Sheng can't convince her. We are all adults, our ideas and values are well established, and it is difficult to convince each other.

"Okay, let's not discuss this with you yet, let's go back to a meeting and have a formal conversation. ”

"Uh-huh, go to sleep, go to bed early and get up early. ”

"Got it, how can a man be so verbose. ”

As she spoke, Yang Yuejiao put the book next to her, turned off the bedside lamp, and shrunk into the quilt.

The room was plunged into darkness and awkwardness.

Whether it's a game or not, it's all co-ed now. I was chatting just now, and it was better. Not now, as soon as the lights are turned off, something is not quite right. And the temperature in the room is still a little high, both of them are a little hot, as the so-called dry firewood fire, as soon as it is hot, it is easy to have an accident.

Luo Sheng lay on the sofa, closed his eyes, and silently began to practice the elixir of life.

Two in one life, two in three lives......

Two in one life, two in three lives......

Boys and girls have children......

Rub, the thinking is messed up!

He especially wanted to ask Yang Yuewei if she fell asleep, but it was even more embarrassing to ask this!

"That, Rason......"

Yang Yueqi suddenly spoke, "Are you asleep?"

Rub, it turns out that you can't help it first?

"No, the one who can sleep must be a beast. ”

"Why don't you tell me a story?"

Yang Yuewei will be very much like a little girl.

"Wow, how old are you and still listening to stories?"

"Hurry up, this is the leader's order. ”

"Do leaders like to command people in bed?"

"You're going to die!"

"Haha, I'll just tell you. ”

Luo Sheng thought for a moment, "By the way, I'll tell you a story about the Mythical Continent." ”

He remembered Luo Lian's story and began to tell about it.

"In a magical place, where humans and monsters coexist. People can practice immortal methods and pursue immortality. But it will also be invaded by demons and demons, where only the strong can survive. There was an upright young man, his name was Luo Lian......"

Luo Sheng told the story he knew about Luo Lian with more oil and vinegar. When he talked about the back, there was a slight breathing sound in his ears, and this time, Yang Yueqi seemed to be really asleep.

This woman is really willful.

Luo Sheng stretched and sat up cross-legged. He suddenly didn't feel sleepy, and he was ready to continue cultivating the longevity formula.

He entered the state of cultivation, and his body glowed slightly milky white, reflecting the room.

And he didn't know that in another villa in the distance, a girl in light pajamas was setting up a telescope in the window, looking at the window on his side.

"Miss, it's time to sleep......"

The butler's voice came from outside the door.

"Go, go, leave me alone!"

Pan Yun was lying on the telescope, this famous rich lady was now like a stalker, with a fanatical face, looking at Luo Sheng's home through the telescope.

"What are you doing with the curtains closed, this bastard, you won't be doing anything! Damn Rasheng, Miss Ben must find out your weaknesses, and sooner or later, let you kneel in front of Miss Ben!"

Thinking of Luo Sheng kneeling in front of him, Pan Yun couldn't help but tremble.

"If you don't sleep...... There's something I'd like to report to you. ”

The butler did not leave, but continued.

"Speak up if you have something to say!"

"That Master Fang, he's here. ”

"So late?"

"Back to Miss, some people like to act at night. ”

The butler replied.

"Alright, let him wait in the living room. ”

Pan Yun reluctantly left the telescope, she put on a coat, opened the door, and went down to the living room.

Master Fang was born in a strange sect, but because he did something out of the ordinary, he was expelled from the sect, and he has been wandering outside, occasionally doing some shady magic for the rich to make some black money.

This time, he chose Pan Yun.