MTL - After Being an Improper Control Group as an Abandoned Wealthy Wife, She Effortlessly Came Out on Top-Chapter 371 Give me a hug before leaving

 When Director Luo returned to the scene, Assistant Director Li handed over the work in his hands to him.

After seeing the progress of the filming these days, Director Luo frowned and asked with a dissatisfied tone: "What have you arranged for them these days? Both of them are so free..."

 Director Luo took a look at the live broadcast of this episode, and found that it was obviously not as good as the previous data, and the number of viewers even dropped by some.

 Assistant Director Li told him truthfully: "I didn't set any clear tasks for them this time."

"Co-author, you have been fooling around with guests these past few days?" He looked at Assistant Director Li with disappointment, and said helplessly: "After recording so many episodes, don't you know how poor their mobility is?"

Especially when there were mission indicators in the previous issues, Meng Chuyuan was able to perform them well and just let them record freely, which is even better...

Assistant Director Li: "I didn't expect them to record so many episodes and do a lot of work, so I just wanted to do something light-hearted this episode."

"It's now normal for young people to mess up. If you don't arrange tasks to mobilize their enthusiasm, what's the point of recording this show?" The matter is a foregone conclusion. Director Luo doesn't want to delve into the matter anymore, "Forget it, leave the planning to me. I'll call you and change the program plan again."

There are still two and a half days of recording. If they control the direction in time, they may be able to save the data.

 …

It was already night when Meng Chuyuan and Lu Qingye came back from dinner together.

“Here we are.” Returning to the recording location, Meng Chuyuan reached out and unbuckled his seat belt.

 On the other side, Lu Qingye did the same thing.

He raised his eyes and glanced at Meng Chuyuan, and said lightly: "I will accompany you down."

Meng Chuyuan looked at him doubtfully.

In fact, they were already at the door, and they could enter the yard after just a few steps. However, seeing that Lu Qingye had unbuckled his seat belt and looked determined to get out of the car, Meng Chuyuan said nothing more.

The two got out of the car and walked together under the shade of the trees next to the street entrance. They stopped in unison. The dim street lights stretched their shadows very long, and their eyes just intertwined.

She looked at Lu Qingye and said in a cold voice with a hint of softness, "I'm in."

Seeing Meng Chuyuan turn around and walk inside, Lu Qingye suddenly grabbed her hand and pulled her into his arms.

Meng Chuyuan raised his head in surprise and asked curiously: "What's wrong?"

Lu Qingye lowered his head and leaned close to her ear, with a hint of smile in his magnetic voice: "It's a bit cold, please give her a hug before leaving."

“…” It was rare that Meng Chuyuan didn’t expose his poor excuse for asking for a hug.

She was silent for a few seconds, then leaned into Lu Qingye's arms and put her arms around his waist.

 Sensing that Meng Chuyuan took the initiative to hug him, Lu Qingye also hugged her tightly.

After a while, Meng Chuyuan stepped away from his arms, looked up into his deep eyes, and asked softly: "Is this okay?"

Lu Qingye didn't say anything, but suddenly lowered his head and kissed her.

The sudden kiss made Meng Chuyuan's eyes flash with surprise. Her vision was obscured by the man's bangs. The hand on her waist moved up and clasped the back of her head.

After reacting, Meng Chuyuan slowly closed his eyes, grabbed Lu Qingye's coat, and responded to him involuntarily.

The two figures at their feet were almost stuck together, and the streetlights shone on them, as if adding an immersive courage to them.

 After a long time, the two regained their senses and ended the suffocating kiss just now.

Meng Chuyuan's cheeks turned red from holding back the pain, and she leaned into Lu Qingye's arms to adjust her rapid breathing.

The cold evening breeze blew inadvertently, and Meng Chuyuan felt his cheeks feel a little hot.