Chapter 179 Maybe I just...miss You

When Third Master was around, she never had to do anything with her own hands when eating food with leather shells.

As I thought about it, I felt even more uncomfortable, and tears almost flowed down my face.

Since when did she get used to having him by her side?

Even if he was working and she was reading the script, the two of them did not disturb each other, and the surroundings were quiet, she could clearly feel his presence, and her heart was full and warm.

But when he was away, he suddenly felt that even the room had become inexplicably empty and deserted.

Ling Sheng didn't know when he fell asleep. He hadn't finished eating the crayfish yet. He curled up on the sofa where he slept and fell asleep in a daze.

until.

"Why are you sleeping on the sofa?" A low and sexy voice sounded in my ears.

Ling Sheng opened her eyes and saw the man's face right in front of her. Even with the cold mask, her heart felt hot. She suddenly felt aggrieved. She bit her lip and looked at him, her eyes filled with mist. The voice was hoarse: "Third Master."

Jun Shiyan had never seen her look so weak and aggrieved. Seeing that the little girl was about to cry, his heart clenched: "What's wrong? Who bullied you?"

He had an important meeting today and had to be present in person. He was worried that the little girl at home would not eat and sleep well, so he flew back immediately after the meeting.

At this moment, he was thankful that he had come back in time.

Ling Sheng listened to the man's voice, shook her head, and suddenly reached out to touch his mask. She almost took it off with one hand. She stopped suddenly and asked him seriously: "Third Master, do you mind being alone?" Have you passed?"

Suddenly... timid.

She didn't dare.

He said that if you take off his mask, you will be responsible for him.

But her past was so miserable, and she also had a son.

She knew he wouldn't care, but she hadn't figured out how to tell him all this yet.

"I don't mind." Jun Shiyan looked at the little girl in front of him seriously.

In front of him, she was always enthusiastic, cheerful and confident, as if her life was all about positivity, health and progress. No matter what happened, she would always move forward, like a burning little sun.

But now, in front of him, she showed her weakness, hesitation, timidity, and lack of confidence.

He was very happy that she could open her heart to him, but he also felt very distressed.

"Thank you." Ling Sheng retracted her hand timidly, and suddenly she didn't know what she should say. It was completely different from what she thought.

She originally wanted to conquer him, but he was so good that she felt that the actions and thoughts she took for granted before were despicable and shameful.

"Did someone look at you on the set? The director was cruel to you? Did the staff exclude you?" Jun Shiyan's expression became serious, and he felt very distressed.

"No, I might just..." Ling Sheng shook his head, finally showed a smile as warm as the little sun, paused, and then said: "I miss you."

Jun Shiyan was startled for a moment, and then he was ecstatic. Before he could react, he felt that his arms were empty. The little girl had jumped down and said loudly to him: "Third Master, good night."

He turned around and saw that the little girl had already swayed her little body and ran to the bed. She hurriedly lifted the quilt and wrapped herself into a cicada. A joyful smile reached her eyes. She opened her thin lips and smiled softly: "Good night. "

The tiredness that had been going on all day turned into sweetness in an instant when she heard her saying she missed you, overflowing in my heart, full of it.