Chapter 95: Not directly kissing your lips

  "Alright, you two have worked well together, rarely do we not need to retake photos. Let's end it here for today, good job." The photographer smiled and applauded, I thought Mo Zhi Luo would continue to hold me, but this time he didn't, he let go of me, and for the first time, he smiled warmly: "Good job."

  I shook my head with a wry smile: "You're working hard too."

  Mi Fu helped Mu Ziluo with his coat, and he praised: "You two are simply a perfect combination of handsome men and beautiful women, too perfect...". But Mu Ziluo put his coat on me instead, and gently said to me: "Wait a minute, don't catch a cold."

  "Oh, thank you." I was stunned and couldn't bear to refuse.

  Finally it was him who sent me home, in the car he turned his head and said to me: "Qingqing, if I weren't a singer, would you pay more attention to me?"

  "Huh?" I looked at him in confusion: "I didn't quite understand what you meant, are you saying you don't want to be a singer? But isn't being a singer your dream?"

  Mo Ziluo smiled wryly and shook his head as he continued driving: "Nothing, let's just pretend I didn't say anything."

  After arriving home, I was about to get off the car when Muzilo suddenly called out my name. I turned around and he suddenly kissed me on the forehead, leaving a warm sensation. I stared at him with wide eyes, but saw that his harmless eyes were filled with a smile: "Qingqing, wasn't I gentle? I didn't directly kiss your lips."

  "Bastard, that's going too far..." I stretched out my hand to punch him, but he grabbed it instead. He smiled and said: "Qingqing's hands are really small and delicate, and they're quite cool to the touch."

  I immediately broke free from his restraints, he stopped joking around, and with a gentle smile said: "See you next time." I made a silly face at him, and he helplessly said: "Qingqing's mind is still so young, 18 years old and still making such childish moves."

  "Go as far as you can." I clapped my hands, with a look of impatience staring at him. He shrugged and really drove away. At this time, Su Zhe walked to my side, his eyes were a bit strange.

  "Big sister, I have something to tell you." Su Zhe said with a bitter smile.

  I nodded and asked in puzzlement: "What's going on? You look like something is... strange."

  He shook his head: "The one-month deadline is up, and nothing has happened to the young lady. The boss told me to go back." Oh, I see. Well, it's not bad this way either. In the future, no one will be monitoring me from time to time. But Su Zhe followed me for a while, we have a revolutionary friendship... no, it should be a master-slave and friend relationship.

  "Thanks for taking care of me all this time, don't worry, I'll take good care of myself from now on." I said with a smile, but saw a flash of concern and reluctance in his eyes. I tiptoed to pat his shoulder: "I think you're someone who can do great things, actually, if possible, I think you should go out and make your own way, no need to always follow my grandfather's side, after all, there are many people protecting him."

  "Good." Su Zhe nodded, looking at me with an ambiguous expression.

  I yawned: "Ah, I'm so tired today, I'm exhausted. I need to get some good rest." Su Zhe, even if you're not protecting me anymore, I'll still consider you a friend. I walked into the house, but then heard Su Zhe say behind me: "Young mistress, from now on, no matter what, as long as you need me, I will unconditionally help you, and I will protect you with my life."