The host is always slapped in the face [Quick Transmigration]

Eric followed behind Ian, obviously wanting to follow someone into the room.

Chen She opened the door and entered the room, and when he was about to close the door quickly, Eric stuck the door panel with his foot.

Almost, Chen She had regret in his eyes.

Eric looked at Chen She through the crack of the door: "Shall we chat?"

"There's nothing to talk about." Chen She leaned against the door with a cold attitude.Hmph, there is a feeling that you use the strange power of the last world to push the door open.

There was silence outside the door for 2 minutes. Chen She straightened up strangely, intending to take a peek through the crack of the door, but unexpectedly the door was pushed open vigorously, and she was also knocked down on the bed.

Chen She: "..."

After locking the door, Eric sat by the bed and was obviously angry when he saw Chen She lying motionless on the bed.

Because of lying on his stomach, Chen She's butt looked more round than usual. Eric raised his eyebrows, stared at the round butt, suppressed his impulse, and asked, "You really don't want to have a good talk with me?" Why? Why?"

Chen She buried her head in the soft pillow, and said in a muffled voice, "Why are there so many? It just depends on how upset you are."

System 001: "Ahem, host, you are now Ian, a considerate, sensitive, understanding little angel, so what's going on with your fuzzy look?!"

Chen She: "..."

Reluctantly turning his head, Chen She glared at Eric: "What do you want to talk about?"

Eric couldn't control himself, and patted someone's butt twice: "What do you think?"

What the hell!

Chen She jumped up from the bed all of a sudden: "Can't you talk properly!"

"I want to talk to you well, but you don't talk to me well." Eric smiled at his frowning, with a slight tolerance and indulgence in his tone.

Chen She sat cross-legged at the foot of the bed and said, "Okay, what do you want to say, tell me quickly."

Eric: "Do you have a boyfriend?"

what?

Chen She frowned at him, he knew what Eric meant, he asked if he had a boyfriend in reality.

System 003: "Host..."

Eric: "I didn't violate the rules, it was just a heart-to-heart talk between Eric and his friend Ian."

System 003: "..."

After a long time, Chen She shook his head: "No."

"Then do you have a girlfriend?" Eric stood up and wanted to go around to Chen She.

Chen She didn't move, so he couldn't let him think that he was afraid of him!

"It's none of your business!" Chen She glared at him.

Eric nodded understandingly: "That's it."

When he came to Chen She, Eric was still sitting on the edge of the bed, just behind Chen She: "Then what do you think of me?"

Chen She rolled her eyes: "How about what?"

The wind blows from the window, and the blue curtains move with the wind. Outside the window, the moon hides behind the curtains, quietly looking at the awkward couple.

"How about I be...boyfriend?" Eric was straightforward.

Chen She curled her lips: "It's too carefree."

Eric took an arrow in the knee.

"It's too casual." Chen She continued.

"Too bad."

"Too presumptuous."

"Always bully me...others."

"Anyway, the person who wants to be your boyfriend must be blind."

Eric: "..."

Is he that bad?

"Then tell me, what do you think of when you look at me now?" Chen She turned around and looked directly at Eric with focused eyes.

Eric looked at him, his eyes slowly slipped from his full forehead to the corners of his slightly curved lips, he smiled with a bewitching voice: "I was thinking...how delicious your soul...will be."

Chen She, who originally planned to hit the other party with "You just care about appearance and value appearance, but I don't look like this, you are a superficial person": "..."

"What kind of takeaway are you going to eat? Why are you all hiding?"

An Chen's voice came from outside the door, and then Ian's door was knocked.

"Here we come." Chen She jumped up from the bed and opened the door for An Chen.

Seeing that Eric was also there, An Chen said, "It's just right that Eric is here, what do you two want to eat? Let's order together."

Eric lay down on Chen She's bed: "Yes."

When An Chen left, Chen She came to the bed and kicked Eric's long legs: "What are you still doing here?"

Seeing Chen She looking down at him, Eric felt amused in his heart, and he stretched out his hand to pull Chen She down.Chen She was unprepared and almost fell into Eric's arms. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and put his hand on Eric's head.

"What are you doing?" Chen She was being pulled with one hand while propping up the bed with the other, and because Eric was much taller than him, he stretched out a lot, and felt a little unable to support after a while.

Eric looked at him: "What do you think of me from this angle?"

Chen She: "...there is no difference."

Eric exerted force on his hand, and Chen She couldn't support himself and fell on Eric.

"Don't you think I'm attractive?" Eric said seriously.

Chen She: "..." It is true that he wants to kill someone now.

"Xiao Qiong, I cooked a table of delicious food today, when will you be home?"

In the office late at night, Fang Qiong was busy working according to the itinerary of her artists and the emails from some advertising magazines. At this time, she heard her husband's voice on the phone, and her fatigue all day suddenly disappeared: " You don't know how much work I have yet to finish, I'm exhausted, I'll hurry up, will you wait for me?"

"Okay, I'll wait for you at home, don't work too hard, pay attention to your body."

"Got it."

After hanging up the phone, Fang Qiong stared at the Wanjia lights outside the floor-to-ceiling windows for a while.

"Work and work, no time to be in a daze!"

After an unknown amount of time, the door in the office was knocked suddenly.

"Please come in." Fang Qiong said casually, she forgot that most people were off work so late.

She didn't realize it until a bouquet of flowers appeared in her eyes.

"Oh my god, why do you..." Fang Qiong put down the pen in his hand and produced a bouquet.

"Stupid, today is our wedding anniversary, have you forgotten?" the man said with a light smile.

Fang Qiong froze for a moment: "Yes, today is February 2th! I really... hey!"

"I was wrong." Fang Qiong walked around the desk and came to her husband's arms, obediently admitting her mistake.

"Then do you want to continue working now, or enjoy a candlelight dinner with me?"

Fang Qiong: "Okay, make an exception today and get off work!"

After the reality show aired, ALIEN's popularity reached a new climax, and the formation of members became more compact.

In the nanny's car, Ian leaned on Eric's shoulder and dozed off, while Liu Ziran yelled what to do about his dark circles.

An Chen half-closed his eyes, and he was almost sleepy: "Later, let the makeup artist give you a thicker powder."

"Last time, because of this, my face was several degrees paler than my neck in the camera, and my online fans laughed at me for a week!" Liu Ziran said angrily.

Eric: "Is there not enough material for them to make fun of you? I always think that your fans should be the legendary black fans. The more you love black fans, the more powerful you are."

Fang Qiong, who was sitting in the co-pilot, interrupted their conversation: "By the way, there is one thing I forgot to tell you. The company has decided to release an album for you. Next week, you will be distracted from preparing the album. It will be even more difficult than now. Busy, are you confident?"

"Have!"

Except for Liu Ziran who became excited, the other three were very calm.

"Hearing this news, I feel that my dark circles have flown away."

Eric gently covered Ian's ears so that no one would wake him up.

At this moment, Fang Qiong's cell phone rang suddenly. Seeing that it was her husband's phone call, Fang Qiong frowned slightly, and finally picked it up: "I'm at work..."

"What? Mom fell down at home? How?"

"As long as people are fine, money doesn't matter, let the doctor take good care of them."

"I can't leave now, it's good that you are over there, otherwise I will call my elder brother and ask my sister-in-law to come and take care of her when she is free, and help you."

"I really can't go away now, I'll go there at night."

"Okay, then you can fight, okay..."

The older boys in the back quietly listened to Fang Qiong talking on the phone, seeing her hang up, An Chen said, "Sister Qiong, something happened at home?"

Fang Qiong: "It's okay, the old man didn't notice when he went upstairs."

Nan Chijun: "Why don't you go back and have a look, and let's go to the shed."

Fang Qiong shook her head: "No, I heard that today's director is Liu Xiaojing, and I'm going to help you guys to ask if there are any other opportunities for cooperation. If you can catch up with him, your future development path will be wider. .”

Eric: "Sister Joan..."

An Chen shook his head at him, sister Qiong would not listen to what they said at this time.

They have seen Fang Qiong's troubles for the team this month. Apart from working harder, they have no other way to repay this conscientious agent.Fang Qiong's salary is set by the company, and Fang Qiong's salary will only increase if the artists under her make more money.

What they are going to shoot now is an advertisement about drinks, and the other party is asking for a sports style.A few big boys are suitable without special preparation, and labels such as youthful struggle and hard work are fully displayed on them.

When they arrived at the studio, An Chen and others were taken to put on makeup, and Fang Qiong went to socialize by herself.After the five people finished filming the commercial, Fang Qiong took them to Liu Xiaojing to say hello.

On the way back, the five of them acted as if they hadn't woken up yet.

Liu Ziran: "Sister Qiong, are we going to film a movie like this?"

Fang Qiong: "Thinking too much, I won you the chance to audition. Director Liu's drama is still in the preparatory stage, and the casting has not yet been finalized. It's early, and you can try it at the audition next month. I don't ask you to really get back any important roles, it's okay to play soy sauce."

Now Liu Ziran was relieved: "I just said that there is no such simple thing."

An Chen sighed: "You fool."

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I heard that there is a holiday tomorrow, I thought about it for a long time, but I couldn't remember what the holiday was until I looked at the calendar... oh... Valentine's Day... [Single Dog's Staring]