I am super sweet! [Entertainment]

Everyone played late that night, and at the end of the day, they cleaned the entire living room together before going back to their respective rooms.

Overall, it was a very successful summer night "wrap-up" feast.

After a busy day, Ning Xiaole returned to the bedroom to wash up after seeing everyone off, and ended the day in a dreamland not long after.

The next day was the time for the post-production staff to shoot the exclusive version of the clip, and the guests had nothing else to do.

Ning Xiaole originally wanted to start the free rest arrangement that he didn't have time to start yesterday, but he received a WeChat message not long after waking up.

This time it was from Brother Mo, saying that he was to prepare for the private party that he had agreed to attend this afternoon, told him the arrival time of the car sent by the company to pick him up, and said that the rest of the matter should wait until the car talk to him.

It seems that it is another day that cannot be completely freely arranged.

Ning Xiaole sighed softly, but obediently replied "received". After tidying up and washing, she was going to go upstairs to the restaurant for breakfast.

But when he just went out, he happened to run into Zuo Wenqi who also came out of the room, and Zuo Wenqi was still dressed quite formally.

He asked curiously, "Brother Zuo is going out today?"

Zuo Wenqi nodded: "There is something that needs to be done. If you are in a hurry today, please call me. You may read WeChat very late."

Ning Xiaole felt that she should not be in any hurry, so she nodded and said, "Okay, pay attention to safety on the road, see you brother Zuo."

"Goodbye."

Zuo Wenqi said goodbye to him, and took the elevator directly downstairs, while Ning Xiaole went upstairs from the elevator on the other side, returned to the room after breakfast, and couldn't find anything to do for a while.

I was forced to go out in the afternoon, and the original whole day was divided.

Really bored, Ning Xiaole simply dug out a book he had brought to pass the time, and immediately saw the alarm clock go off at four o'clock in the afternoon, and basically did nothing else except eat lunch.

He turned off the alarm clock, stretched, and let out a long sigh: "Oh, it's four o'clock so soon.".

Sighing again, the expression on his face was the same as usual. After changing his clothes, he walked towards the door without haste. When he arrived, it happened to be time for the company's car to pick him up.

Brother Mo, who was temporarily acting as his manager, was also in the car, sitting in the co-pilot's seat, and only after he got in the car did he verbally explain the location and the name of the director, and told him not to offend the director and so on.

Ning Xiaole didn't have much interest in listening to his ramblings. After knowing the name and location, she basically seemed to respond obediently to what he said, but in fact it was all perfunctory.

When Brother Mo finally stopped talking, he had time to take out his mobile phone and send the director's name and location to Zuo Wenqi.

Zuo Wenqi didn't reply right away, it seemed that he was still busy with his affairs.

What could be taking so long?

Ning Xiaole felt a little curious and worried, but quickly let go of these feelings.

After all, it was someone else's private matter, so he had no reason to inquire so much.

He put down his phone, waited until he finally arrived at the hotel, said goodbye to Brother Mo and got off the car, walked in according to what Brother Mo said before, and found the location of the director.

Brother Mo said that the director was interested in him and wanted to get in touch with him in private, so this time the dinner was only him and the director, no one else, it was a relatively private invitation.

Ning Xiaole shared the information about that person with the waiter, and was soon taken to a small box, where a middle-aged man was sitting.

Out of politeness, he smiled and greeted that person when he saw him: "Good afternoon, Director."

"It's Xiao Ning, right?" Zhu Baohui scrutinized him secretly, and also showed a smile, "Come on, sit down. There is no one else today, so don't be cautious."

Ning Xiaole walked into the small box as she said, and sat opposite Zhu Baohui. Just as she sat down, she heard him say: "It's so far away, come sit here."

Zhu Baohui patted a chair next to him, if he really sat there, they would be next to each other.

"Thank you, Director Zhu, for your kindness, but there's no need." Ning Xiaole's smile became a little embarrassed, "I'm not very good at socializing, and I'll get nervous if I sit too close, just sit here."

He spoke sincerely, with a small dimple on the corner of his lips, his apologetic appearance looked very cute.

The look in Zhu Baohui's eyes changed, and he seemed to sigh with regret, and he didn't force Ning Xiaole to talk to him about some trivial daily topics, under the pretense that he had to get to know him deeply to determine whether he was suitable for any role.

Ning Xiaole seemed to believe his words, and basically gave simple answers to his questions.

Halfway through, a waiter brought up the dishes that had been ordered before, and the two chatted while eating. The atmosphere was pretty good at first.

But the more time went by, the more intimate the topics Zhu Baohui raised became. Ning Xiaole refused to answer many times in an uncomfortable manner before pulling the topic back to the normal range.

Later, Zhu Baohui asked the waiter to bring two glasses of drinks, and handed one of them to Ning Xiaole: "I don't think you look like you can drink, so I prepared a glass of juice for you."

While speaking, a cunning flashed across Zhu Baohui's eyes.

Ning Xiaole didn't seem to notice his expression at all, and thanked him in a flattered manner. When he picked up the cup, something fell out of his pocket.

——It’s his sunny baby.

……

"Master, your sunny baby has been lost."

A housekeeper picked up the things that had fallen on the ground and handed them to Zuo Wenqi.

Zuo Wenqi paused as he was about to leave the hospital, turned around and took the sunny doll handed over by the housekeeper, frowned slightly, and gently patted off the dust on it.

Seeing his cautious appearance, the housekeeper asked tentatively, "Young master... seems to have had a similar sunny doll before?"

In this huge family, the butler is the only person Zuo Wenqi doesn't hate.

He looked at the sunny baby in his hand, and his mood after a day of irritability was temporarily calmed down. He nodded his head as a response to the butler, and thanked him by the way.

"You're welcome, young master, go slowly." The butler quickly bowed to him and bid him farewell.

Zuo Wenqi nodded and didn't stay any longer. He took out his mobile phone as he walked out, habitually wanting to see if Ning Xiaole had sent him a message. Unexpectedly, he did see a message, and it took nearly an hour sent before.

[Lele: Brother Zuo, I'm already on my way to meet that director]

[Lele: I heard from Brother Mo that the director's name is Zhu Baohui, and the appointment is at the Zenxin Hotel. 】

[Lele: It seems to be a private invitation, the company's car will take me there, and then only me and Director Zhu will have dinner together]

Zhu Baohui...

Zuo Wenqi looked at this name and always felt a little familiar, and after a while, he suddenly frowned.

He remembered that this person was notoriously unclean in the circle, and he would eat both men and women.The Chengxing Hotel integrates board and lodging, and there are rooms upstairs.

Zhu Baohui invited Ning Xiaole to the Chengxing Hotel alone, probably because of evil intentions!

Zuo Wenqi said inwardly that he was not good, and immediately rushed to the door, opened the car door and sat in directly: "Xiao Chen, go to Chengxing Hotel, the sooner the better."

Xiao Chen, who was sitting in the driver's seat, was taken aback by him, but seeing his anxious appearance, he didn't dare to ask any more questions, so he nodded quickly: "Okay."

He immediately started the car and called up the navigation to find the nearest way.

After sitting in the back seat, Zuo Wenqi took out his mobile phone and dialed Ling Yichu's number directly. Fortunately, he was connected quickly there.

"Why does Zuo Dayingdi have time to call in person?"

Zuo Wenqi ignored his usual nonchalant tone, and said as calmly as possible: "Are you at the base now? Xiaole was invited by Zhu Baohui to the Chengxing Hotel alone. I'm worried that something will happen to him."

"...I'm stupid?! Then where are you now?"

"I went from Zuo's house. It's not too far away. I should still be in time."

"Okay, then I will go now."

After speaking, Ling Yichu hung up the phone first.

Ling Yichu has a good friend who is a policeman. If something really happens at that time, it will be much more convenient to have him call the police.

...hope nothing really happens.

Zuo Wenqi clutched the phone tightly, took a deep breath, and tried to call Ning Xiaole again.

……

Ning Xiaole sat by the bed, looked at the mobile phone with no signal at all, and sighed faintly.

The mobile phone signal was blocked, and the room was completely locked and could not be opened. It seemed impossible to escape.

The sound of splashing water came from the bathroom in the room, and it was unknown when it would stop.

Ning Xiaole really didn't expect this middle-aged greasy man to be quite clean, the first thing he did after he was brought into this room was to go to the bathroom to take a shower.

But anyway, he has nothing to do now, so he just walked around the room a few times, and unexpectedly found that there were fruits prepared in the room.

Bananas, grapes, cherries... There are quite a lot of preparations.

Grapes and cherries had to be washed, so Ning Xiaole simply took a banana and played with it in his hand.

At this time, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped, and after a while Zhu Baohui came out of the bathroom wearing a bathrobe, and was obviously stunned when he saw Ning Xiaole standing by the table.

Ning Xiaole turned her head to look at him as well, holding a small knife that she had taken out from nowhere in her hand.

"Good evening, Director."

He showed the same innocent smile as when we first met this afternoon, but his hands kept moving, and he cut the banana he picked up casually into two pieces with a "click".

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The next chapter will be in v~ The update will be released in three hours at midnight~ There will be red envelopes and a lottery draw, thank you very much for your support mua!

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Title: The Sick Beauty Is the Strongest in Interstellar

Copywriter:

(There are already [-] words, and the update will be resumed in November~)

☆It looks very serious, but it is actually a series of half-sand sculptures☆

Jue Qing and his elder brother are twin transformed humans, humanoid weapons that the Federation is proud of, and are known as the sharpest "dual swords" of the Federation

However, after an accident, his elder brother disappeared, and Jue Qing became a sick child, and the title of "Double Swords" of the Federation fell into disrepair.

……

That is impossible.

Jueqing left the main star with a whole body of sickness to look for his brother's whereabouts, but first found a group of criminals with malicious intentions.

The gangsters heard that the energy crystal core for transforming people is a rare treasure, and they all wanted to take advantage of his illness to kill him

Unfortunately, the road narrowed.

Raid halfway?Sorry, your number is gone.

Sneak attack in the middle of the night?Sorry, cyborgs don't sleep.

Group attack and siege?Sorry, one cut kills one life.

Jue Qing, wearing a cloak, stood in a pool of blood, his face was pale, and his unique green eyes were full of cold frost.

He raised his hand to wipe away the blood that had just coughed up from his lips, his voice was cold.

"Who wants my life?"

The criminals looked at the tip of the knife that was still bleeding in his hand, trembling.

"No, no one, really QAQ..."