Chapter 750: Probably Pregnant with the Child of Luck!

"But, I really have to lose money if I don't record this show." Cen Xi said, "And this is to promote the TV series. The show has just aired, and it's still a show from Lu's Films!"

Hearing what Cen Xi said, Lu Jingcheng was not moved at all.

Cen Xi said again: "This is my first TV series that aired successfully. This drama is very important to me. Whether the performance of this drama is good or not will directly affect my future development. You can't just watch my dream and be rejected Killed in the cradle, right?"

"What's more, you also hired two bodyguards to watch over them. They will definitely be able to prevent problems before they happen. It's just a recording of a show. There are so many people there, so nothing will happen, okay?" Cen Xi hugged Lu Jingcheng's arms She shook her arms coquettishly, "Is that okay! Brother Lu! Little Chengcheng? Just promise me!"

Lu Jingcheng's goosebumps almost rose from Cen Xi's delicate words, even though he was still worried, but he had no choice but to acquiesce to Cen Xi.

Cen Xi immediately hugged Lu Jingcheng, kissed him hard, and said with a smile: "I knew Brother Lu was the best, I love Brother Lu the most."

Lu Jingcheng: "..." Why can't he handle such sugar-coated bullets!

The two staff members were about to go back to ask the leader for instructions, when they saw the closed car door opened again.

Cen Xi got out of the car again, and said to the two staff members, "I'm sorry, but the matter of recording the show remains the same, please take me in."

Pippi hurriedly walked to Cen Xi's side, and whispered in Cen Xi's ear, "Sister Cen Xi, are you okay? President Lu's expression just now scared you to death."

"It's okay, let's go." After speaking, Cen Xi rolled up Pippi, looked back at Lu Jingcheng, and motioned for Lu Jingcheng to follow quickly.

Although she told Lu Jingcheng that it was fine, she was actually a little nervous.

To be on the safe side, Cen Xi took out his mobile phone and sent Qin Qing a WeChat message when he was in the dressing room, explaining the situation to her and asking if she had any solutions.

After reading the WeChat message sent by Cen Xi, Qin Qing replied.

[Poor fortune teller: Where is the silver bracelet I gave you last time? 】

Cen Xi thought for a while and replied.

[Cen Xiaojiu: It seems to be in the bag. 】

After she took it off last time, she kept it in her bag and didn't wear it again.

[Poor fortune teller: You'll be fine if you wear it, don't take the bracelet off again. 】

[Cen Xiaojiu: Why? 】

[Cen Xiaojiu: I have been so unlucky one after another, what caused it? 】

[Poor fortune teller: The child you are carrying should be a child of luck. 】

[Cen Xiaojiu: What? What does the son of luck mean? 】

[Poor fortune teller: His luck is too strong, you can't bear it, so there will be backlash, and you will become a little unlucky. 】

[Cen Xiaojiu: ...]

What is the logic?

Shouldn't it be that she is pregnant with a child of luck, and then she is also very lucky with her?

how?

Doesn't her god of poverty deserve to have luck?

snort! So angry!

[Poor fortune teller: Remember, don't take off the bracelet during pregnancy. 】As the child grows older, this backlash will become stronger. After all, Cen Xi is now a mortal body, so the child of luck conceived by two gods will naturally not be able to bear it.

Cen Xi immediately rummaged through her bag, and sure enough, she found the bracelet she had forgotten for a long time from the interlayer.

After putting on the bracelet, I finally felt a little more at ease.

Cen Xi touched his flat stomach, and said in a low voice, "Mommy won't like a disobedient kid like you, you have to be good, you know?"