The host of fast travel, she always wants to be lazy

Chapter 115 President, Let’s Sing Together (40)

Duan Yu turned off Weibo with a dark face, and took Qiao Rong who was sitting beside him listening to the song into his arms, and hugged him tightly.

Qiao Rong was dumbfounded, took off the earphones, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Duan Yu asked sullenly, "What do you think of Song Ze?"

Qiao Rong thought for a while and replied, "He sings very well."

Duan Yu:......

His eyes were dim, and he gritted his teeth: "Do you like him?"

Qiao Rong was a little strange, but answered honestly: "I like his songs."

Duan Yu was silent.

Qiao Rong felt that the atmosphere was not right.

She thought about it, patted him on the back lightly, and added: "Although he sings well, it has nothing to do with me!"

Duan Yu paused, and hummed lightly.

But he still held her tightly and didn't let go.

Qiao Rong was slightly puzzled, but let him go.

After a while, Duan Yu suddenly asked, "Why don't you call me husband?"

Qiao Rong: ...

As soon as the word "husband" was mentioned, she couldn't help recalling the embarrassing scene when she and Duan Yu met for the first time, and wanted to go underground in shame.

Qiao Rong didn't answer, Duan Yu's mood was slightly gloomy, a little aggrieved, and he blurted out what was in his heart: "...you even called Bai Chen, but you still don't want to call me."

Because of this incident, every time he saw Bai Chen, he felt very upset, but he couldn't say it out, so he could only find fault with him secretly.

Qiao Rong suddenly felt even more embarrassed.

Her cheeks began to feel slightly hot, and she faltered and complained: "...you clearly know that I didn't call the wrong person on purpose...and you obviously didn't let me call you."

Duan Yu was stunned for a moment, let go of her, looked down at her slightly red cheeks, pursed his lips and apologized: "I'm sorry..."

After a pause, he lowered his head again, pressed it against her forehead, rubbed it, and begged slightly: "But, I want to hear... you call me, okay?"

Qiao Rong felt uncomfortable all over, her curled eyelashes trembling in a panic.

Duan Yu's eyes were deep, and his tone was tender: "My wife...call me husband, huh?"

Qiao Rong couldn't stand the tone, so she called out vaguely.

Duan Yu continued to bewitch her: "I didn't hear clearly...call again, okay?"

Qiao Rong grabbed his nightgown tightly with both hands, and said softly, "Husband..."

"I still want to hear..."

Qiao Rong: ...

As soon as she closed her eyes, she yelled several times: "Husband, husband, old... huh!"

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Qiao Rong has become a very popular female singer recently. Her current released songs are all at the top of the music charts, and she has a huge number of fans. Her studio took the opportunity to announce on Weibo that she is about to release a new album.

As soon as the news came out, there was a carnival on Weibo.

The fans were all looking forward to it, and even encouraged Qiao Rong to participate in more singing shows. After all, she is also very beautiful, and has been dubbed a goddess by many netizens.

However, at this time, a piece of entertainment news suddenly became a hot search, and the status "exploded" in just 1 minute.

#青苑 Being taken care of#
This trending Weibo post elaborated on the top-level resources that Qiao Rong had obtained in just a few months since his debut, all of which were beyond the reach of most singers.But this background has always been difficult to find out, and it was only recently that I found some clues.Then, the entertainment blogger posted twelve photos, including an intimate photo of Qiao Rong and a man in a suit and leather shoes, and a photo of her standing next to different luxury cars.

In these photos, Qiao Rong's figure and even the expression on his face were clearly photographed, but the man couldn't see his face clearly, and he didn't know which big shot in the circle he was.

But it was obvious that Qiao Rong had such good resources because he was taken care of by this man.

There was an uproar on the Internet.

(End of this chapter)