Male God Please Lie Down

"Qingming, sit here and rest, I'll do it!"

Gu Lunda hurriedly walked to her, took the suitcase in her hand, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, and began to help Peng Qingming pack his things.

It seemed that he had become the Gu Lunda Peng Qingming had known before.

Peng Qingming just glanced at him lightly, lowered his head, and continued to play with his mobile phone.

Gu Lunda lowered his head, and his expression of packing his things slowly became secretive.

His eyes were gloomy, and it was just the beginning.

Peng Qingming, the more arrogant you are now, the more painful you will be after you wait.

"Okay, Qingming, I have packed everything, let's go back first!"

In a blink of an eye, Gu Lunda raised his head again with a smile, and then looked at Peng Qingming's mouth with a bright smile.

"Well, let's go then!"

Peng Qingming nodded slightly, got up and walked outside, instead leaving Gu Lunda behind.

When Gu Lunda saw that she was so arrogant all of a sudden, his eyes darkened again.

Haha, it's really good, Peng Qingming.

In my heart, he yelled at Peng Qingming.

Gu Lunda smiled and brought her the box downstairs again. Downstairs, Peng Qingming was chatting with Fang Nianqing and the two of them.

Gu Lunda didn't come forward either. He just carried the box, stood behind him, and didn't send anything at all. It seemed that he was a very good-tempered person.

"Parents, I'm leaving now!"

Peng Qingming said again, then glanced at Gu Lunda lightly, and walked straight to the outside.

Gu Lunda didn't even say hello to Fang Nianqing and the two of them, so he carried the box and walked out.

"I am really worried!"

Fang Nianqing looked at their backs and whispered.

I didn't like this Gu Lunda at first, from the first day he came to their home, but at that time Qing Ming told them that he was a scorn of some artists.

Haha, the temper of this artist is really...very uncultivated.

"Children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, and I don't think Qingming is like the kind of person who has no idea now, please relax!"

Peng Qingming said in a low voice, stretched out his hand and patted Fang Nianqing's shoulder. He didn't know that the sad expression in his eyes at this time was all seen in Fang Nianqing's eyes, and he couldn't say anything at all.

In Gu Lunda's car, Peng Qingming was still swiping his phone.

There was a storm hidden in Gu Lunda's eyes, but he suppressed them all.

"Qingming, I have a variety show in a few days, and you have to accompany me to it."

Gu Lunda smiled again and looked at Peng Qingming.

"OK!"

Peng Qingming also nodded, how could Gu Lunda's reputation first be stinky if he didn't go to that variety show.

"Okay, I will give you the manuscript later, so you can memorize it carefully, and then when facing the host, you can memorize the manuscript."

Gu Lunda made the details clear again.

"okay!"

Peng Qingming nodded.

Even if this matter was over, Gu Lunda sent Peng Qingming back home and put her suitcase in the room again.

"Wait, I want to live in the guest room now."

Peng Qingming stopped him from taking his box into the room.

"What's wrong, haven't you forgive me?"