bait [entertainment circle]

◎When it exploded, the entire entertainment circle exploded◎

Until Lin Tang covered his heart and said loudly as if overexcited:

"Actually, there's no need to be in such a hurry. At least you have to have a bed, right?"

Lin Tang's words attracted everyone's attention. Under Chen Yan's gaze, Yang Jia felt somewhat ashamed. Now one of the artists he brought was "indecent" and the other was "uttering wild words".

"Well, Teacher Si and I had an accident, and we accidentally fell in."

Everyone: "..." It's outrageous, very outrageous.

Shang Lingjue put away her initial shock and panic, and quickly returned to her nonchalant state. She slowly withdrew her hand, and her black pupils were as calm as water, as if nothing had happened.

After listening to Shang Lingjue's explanation, Lin Tang had no choice but to look at Xia Zhixiao, and asked in a low voice, "What kind of accident can you fall into the closet and can't get out? I really haven't seen it before."

"You saw it today," Shang Lingjue glanced at Lin Tang faintly.

Although the voice was not loud, everyone's ears heard this sentence in this extremely quiet space.

An awkward atmosphere once again spread among the crowd.

Looking back at the two parties involved, Shang Lingjue still had the indifferent look of "cleaning himself", while Si Er had already taken off his coat and put it on Shang Lingjue's shoulders.

The woman was only wearing this black suspender dress, her body wrapped in close-fitting fabric was graceful and elegant. The fingers on Shang Lingjue's shoulders were slender and white, and her nails were delicate and pink.

The woman's voice was deep and clear, still with irresistible momentum, "Block it."

Feeling the strength on his shoulders and S Er's hard work on tiptoe, Shang Lingjue was both angry and funny.

Now that things are going on, why does S Er still have the attitude that she belongs to her? I don't know if it's because of overconfidence or possessiveness.

"Yang Jia, go get a spare costume for Shang Lingjue," Si Er pushed his long hair behind his ears, his side face bright and radiant.

"But this is a limited edition, we only got one piece," Yang Jia felt that he had a terrible headache.

"I know this designer, Chen Yan, you can contact him, and the clothes will be delivered within 10 minutes," Si Er said lazily and casually, as if he didn't know how difficult it is to get clothes from that top designer.

Although Chen Yan had countless things he wanted to say to Si Er, he could only hold back right now.

Shang Lingjue wanted to shake Si Er's clothes off, but because of other people, he held back for the time being, so that Si Er would not make trouble with him again.

"Shang Lingjue, you're hurt," Si Er subconsciously took a step forward, wanting to take a closer look at Shang Lingjue's face, but Shang Lingjue backed away reflexively.

Luo Yiyu, who had been silent all this time, exclaimed a little, "Sister, there is really a wound.

"Injured?" Shang Lingjue stood far away and frowned, looking at his hands, "Sister, where are you?"

Although Shang Lingjue's voice was no different from usual, to S Er, it always felt a little bit more inexplicably coquettish.

The woman's eyes were deep and her lips were tightly pressed. She noticed the wound on Shang Lingjue's side face. The bright red blood was entangled on the creamy white and tender skin, as if exuding a seductive sweet fragrance.

"I'm going to get the bandage, you wait for me," Luo Yiyu ran out of the dressing room nervously.

"Senior sister, there is no need for such a small wound—" In front of the mirror, Shang Lingjue looked at Luo Yiyu's running figure, feeling extremely helpless, just a little wound, it is unnecessary.

"Come here, I'll post it for you."

In the mirror, Si Er was standing behind Shang Lingjue, his cheeks were blush like a cherry blossom, and he was holding a pink piggy band-aid in his hand.

Just two seconds after Shang Lingjue and Pink Pig's Doudou eyes met, Luo Yiyu ran back to the dressing room.

"Sister, put on the Band-Aid first."

As soon as Luo Yiyu finished speaking, she realized that Si Er had already stood beside Shang Lingjue. The woman's eyebrows and eyes were arrogant and indifferent, noble and inviolable.

"Well, I think the three of us are like a dish now," Lin Tang murmured while hiding in a corner.

"What dish?" Qi Meng stared at the "three-legged confrontation" scene on the opposite side, not wanting to blink.

"Sauerkraut fish, it's sour, vegetables are redundant." Lin Tang looked at the atmosphere between Si'er and Luo Yiyu, and added, "We should be under the car."

Xia Zhixiao shook his head and sighed: "We are with Shangshang every day, and we didn't know that she has the ability to attract the jealousy of peerless beauties. Tonight we are all lemon essence."

"I thought my sister-in-law skills were superb, but who knew that Shangshang was in the atmosphere, that's the goddess Ser." Seeing Luo Yiyu's heartbroken look, Lin Tang exclaimed, "However, carry a band-aid with you." Is it the special training of an actress?"

"Because Sister Si'er was often injured when filming in the past, she naturally developed this habit," Qi Meng explained in a low voice.

"Hey, who do you think is a better match with whom?" Xia Zhixiao took out a handful of melon seeds.

"Although I love the goddess Sier, a fairy will always go back to heaven when she descends to earth. Shangshang is more suitable with senior sister," Lin Tang narrowed his eyes and analyzed decently.

Leaning lazily by the table, Shang Lingjue doesn't know his teammates at this moment, and his opinion of her has changed too much.

"Give way," Shang Lingjue said with a faint smile in her pupils, she looked at Luo Yiyu, and then passed Si'er.

In front of the mirror, the figures of the two blended and then separated, and finally only the peerless appearance of Si Er was reflected in the mirror.

"Thank you, senpai."

Shang Lingjue took Luo Yiyu's band-aid and quickly pasted it on his fair face, like delicate and fragile white porcelain being stained.

The sharp contrast between broken and perfect, coupled with the girl's wild and unruly eyebrows, seems to be able to deeply imprint this broken beauty in the hearts of every spectator.

"Pink Piggy is too naive, if you post it," Shang Lingjue turned around, his jelly-like lips bent into a sarcasm, "so naive, you will be laughed at."

So childish.

Shang Lingjue's clear and pleasant voice echoed repeatedly in S Er's mind. She looked at Shang Lingjue aloofly and beautifully, smiled at Luo Yiyu again and said thank you.

The woman smiled lightly, her expression was still graceful, and she walked out of the door gracefully wearing high heels.

She insisted on her indifference on the surface, and said plainly: "Just post it."

Still the proud princess who didn't give a damn.

Not caring about other people's eyes and opinions, awe-inspiring and aloof, doing her own way, the eldest lady's character does not care about anything.

Hearing Si Er's words, Shang Lingjue continued to chat and joke with his senior sister indifferently, just as Chen Yan came back with a performance costume, so he hurried to change.

In the corridor, looking at the panting Chen Yan, Si Er also heard Luo Yiyu tell Shang Lingjue tenderly and considerately that there is no time to eat lava cake, and he will take Shang Lingjue to that dessert shop in a few days.

But Shang Lingjue ate half of the cake nonchalantly, and chatted with Luo Yiyu happily for a while.

Crushing up the band-aid in his hand and throwing it into the trash can, Si Er walked towards the vip seat of the concert with a heavy face. Chen Yan saw the tall woman's back and followed.

The VIP area is on the third floor of the venue, a separate floor, facing the center of the stage, with an excellent view.

The different VIP seats are separated by carved screens, and spring tea is boiled on the mahogany table in front of the leather sofa, with misty water vapor and the fragrance of tea.

Chen Yan opened the door and walked in, stared at Si Er, took a few deep breaths before saying, "I don't care what you want to play, but can you stop making such a big commotion?"

"It was an accident to be locked in the cabinet. I will pay attention to it next time."

"Is there a next time? Then everyone will know about the trouble, and the entire entertainment industry will come to bless you?"

Si Er lazily leaned back on the sofa, with the tails of his eyes raised, his pupils shining brightly, "Are you envious?"

"Yeah, I'm so envious. The goddess's hidden marriage and divorce broke out, and the whole entertainment industry exploded." Chen Yan looked at the screaming audience at the lower level, "I know your Si family is famous, but you are not afraid of others messing you Are you talking about writing Shang Lingjue indiscriminately?"

Si Er propped up his chin with one hand, with a casual expression, "Just say what others like."

Chen Yan just wanted to persuade S Er to speak up, but the other people couldn't control their mouths, so he saw the woman's red lips slightly parted, and said in a nonchalant tone:

"As long as they can afford to speak up."

Chen Yan lost her voice, she almost forgot that although Si Er is a princess, she is by no means the soft type, but the majestic witch who will eventually grow into a proud queen.

And she is still a wanton and indulgent young lady.

No matter the witch or the eldest lady, they will not let their own people and things be hurt by others, because it is all caused by her.

There were two "duk duk" knocks on the door, and Chen Yan ran to open the door, only to find a gentle and charming woman standing outside the door, it was Luo Yiyu who was carrying a small bag.

"I'm in VIP seat No. [-], and I brought some small desserts, do you want to eat them together?"

Although Sir likes to eat desserts, she is allergic to most chocolates, so she usually eats desserts made at home or by pastry chefs she is familiar with.

Just as Chen Yan was about to say the word of refusal for Si Er, he found that Si Er stood up gracefully, with a slim and graceful waist, and said yes with a slight smile.

Luo Yiyu took out the dessert and put it on the table, took the tea poured by Si Er, and thanked her.

There are two women, one is gentle, graceful, charming and charming, and has a style of her own;

They are obviously not very familiar with each other, but at this moment, for some reason, they are sitting together tacitly, in harmony.

Just when the two communicated with each other, the concert started, and the four members of Meet appeared on the stage wearing the same color costumes.

The costumes of the few people are relatively conservative. Except for the unique gold-thorn design on the chest, other parts are extremely simple, and the thin brocade flutters and dances with the dancing postures of the girls.

The occasionally exposed skin exuded a youthful and healthy smell, full of vitality and infinite beauty, which attracted screams from the audience.

Shang Lingjue was half-holding the microphone, her well-groomed misty purple hair made her skin incredibly white, she lazily raised her eyelids, and curled her lips in a shush gesture.

The whole place was silent.

"Listen quietly," Shang Lingjue said, and put the microphone away, with an intoxicating smile in his eyes, but his expression was cool and A.

Fans frantically waved light sticks to stop their desire to scream.

Soon, the fluorescent sticks waving in the audience formed a sea of ​​stars, and the prelude to the newly released single sounded. Shang Lingjue stood at the c position, quietly feeling the rhythm and rhythm of the music.

She glanced at the VIP area on the third floor by the way.

The psychedelic lighting in the arena made Si Er's noble and proud appearance extremely beautiful, with a cold and alienated temperament, and a graceful figure, as gorgeous and blooming as a rose.

This woman is indeed impeccable, fortunately she has come out.Shang Lingjue smiled coldly, and started the first dance with a seductive full-body wave.

"When I was still in school, I really didn't expect that Shang Xuemei would enter the entertainment circle." Luo Yiyu followed Shang Lingjue on stage, seemingly unintentionally, "With her qualifications, she should have become a musician. .”

After a while, S Er sipped his tea leisurely and said, "It's really wonderful to meet by chance."

Hearing this, Luo Yiyu narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Si Er, "Fate is such a thing, I'm afraid that there is no fate, what do you think?"

Seeing Si Er put down the teacup to think deeply, Luo Yiyu thought that Si Er's heart was touched, but she didn't expect that the woman opened her mouth to call for someone to bring more tea, and then she lowered her head and fell silent for a while.

After a long time, Si Er said softly as if waking up from a dream: "I'm sorry, I've been thinking about it for too long. I haven't thought about it that much before. The fate is probably that we are not afraid when we meet."

"What about the time when we have to separate?" Luo Yiyu realized that he also had such sharp moments, as if he had to ask the bottom line, "Can you still be fearless?"

"Well," Si Er sat in a darker place, with picturesque eyebrows and clear and bright eyes. It seemed that her emotional instability just now was just everyone's illusion. She gently shook the emerald pendant on her ankle, smiling brightly and recklessly, "Maybe, I'm a little ignorant."

Luo Yiyu had never seen such a reckless, flamboyant and sharp person.

Seeing that Luo Yiyu had nothing to say, Si Er put his knees together and leaned against the end of the sofa. The blue veins spread on his white jade-like ankles, like green vines wrapped in thin snow, making his calves delicate and delicate, and the emerald jade pendant also Gently shaking, eye-catching.

At this time, a few songs have passed, and it is time to interact with the audience - a lucky audience will be selected to take the stage, and members of the Meet will personally send special gifts and take a group photo.

Shang Lingjue looked at the pre-determined audience list sent by the staff, and read out six seat numbers in a row. When she reached the last seat number, she glanced at the big number 7 on the VIP seat where Si Er was, and said lightly:

"The last fan, seat number is V-6."

V-6 refers to the audience at the VIP seat No. [-], Si Er is No. [-], and Luo Yiyu is No. [-].

Luo Yiyu was surprised when she heard her seat number. Her brown pupils were filled with surprise. She put down her teacup and quickly went down with the corner of her skirt.

Chen Yan at the side noticed that S Er had a deep expression, his eyes suddenly narrowed, his red lips were like fire, and there was a cold smile, gentle and cruel.

"Haha, you actresses are pretty good at putting on a show, but you still have the nerve to say that you have a lot of courage." Seeing Si Er's uneasy look, Chen Yan couldn't straighten up with a smile, "You have never experienced severe beatings, so you are self-righteous."

S Er glanced at Chen Yan, his red lips parted slightly, and he didn't know how to refute.

"Who asked you to listen to Ji Youqing's words and send some roses?" Sitting at the side, Chen Yan added casually, "Don't even think about it, is Shang Lingjue the kind of girl who can be coaxed back with a few flowers? "

Si Er got up suddenly, his expression was cold, he pursed his lips and did not speak.

"Okay, I can't control you. If you want to get your ex-wife back at all costs, go ahead. Anyway, you've been feeling so bad recently that you've pushed your job. It's really rare."

Si Er glared at Chen Yan with a frosty face, and Chen Yan immediately shrugged and said, "Don't stare at me, it's really because of your appearance, like a sea king scum who plays games in the world, without any elegance and gentleness."

Yang Jia who was standing in the background had no choice but to hear Shang Lingjuan's number.

She also figured out some clues, the relationship between Si Er and Shang Lingjue is definitely not simple, judging by Shang Lingjue's disobedience, he doesn't look like a little bird locked in a cage.

Could it be that Si Er has been unsuccessful in pursuing Shang Lingjue all along, and now he does not hesitate to use money and power?

Otherwise, Si Er would not have come to the concert specially, asking them to add a seat number V-7 to the lucky audience, and also prepared such a romantic petal shower.

Although Si Er's appearance at the Meet's concert will definitely bring a benign heat to Meet.

But it's a pity, Shang Lingjue is a person who won't "give in".Yang Jia felt her head hurt again, she was really afraid that these two people would make some big noise again.

The fans whose seat numbers were read came to the stage one after another, and the members of Meet delivered the prepared gifts—dolls for everyone in Meet.

Because the distance was a little far, Luo Yiyu was the last one to come on stage. At this moment, countless star-like balloons burst on the top of the concert, and countless petals flowed like skylight and cloud shadows.

The pink and white roses fell like thin snow, fluttering in succession, flipping and dancing in the air, falling into the dreamlike lights, as if reflected in the flowing water.

Shang Lingjue saw Si'er in the VIP seat get up gently from a distance, and looked at him through the curtain of flowers like a rain curtain.

Sirwu has red lips, a black dress that fits the graceful curves of her body, and a soft waist, which is very dazzling.

However, the woman's fingertips were twisting the celadon tea gu heavily, and her plump and moist red lips contained a thin layer of hostility.

Sensing that Si Er was angry, and not lightly, Shang Lingjue smiled and looked away, looked at Luo Yiyu who was walking towards him step by step, took the doll and handed it over.

The fallen petals almost paved a "flower road" between the two of them.

"Thank you, I really like you...everyone in our Meet," Luo Yiyu said through Shang Lingjue's microphone with bright eyes.

Seeing Luo Yiyu looking at him with hope in his eyes, Shang Lingjue showed a standard smile calmly, "Then you promise me to treat the dolls of Meet well, they are afraid of dust."

"receive!!!"

Even the fans who didn't get the dolls shouted together, which was mixed with the cries of many people, and they also wanted the dolls of everyone in Meet.

"Everyone will have it," Xia Zhixiao smiled to maintain order, then looked at Shang Lingjue, "Shangshang, do you think so?"

Shang Lingjue pushed back the broken hair in front of his forehead, revealing a smooth and full forehead and deep eyebrows. His voice was gentle and delicate, "If you don't cry, you will have it."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," another burst of screams erupted in the arena. The fans covered their mouths and looked happy. They all saw the look of "I was coaxed, I'm so happy" from each other's faces.

The four members of Meet looked at each other, and began to sing the song with the highest fan-demand rate.

It just happened to be "Looking for the Light", which Shang Lingjue wrote for Se Er out of selfishness. He originally wanted to sing it to Se Er on his birthday a year ago, but unfortunately it didn't happen.

However, Shang Lingjue now feels that this is better, singing to fans is a happier thing.

While humming the prelude in a low voice, Shang Lingjue found that Si Er had disappeared from the VIP seats.

That's right, considering the pride of the eldest lady, it should be a bit of a blow to not let her wish in person.

Thinking of this, Shang Lingjue found it amusing and funny.

At the end of the concert, it was almost midnight, and after removing their make-up backstage, the four members of Meet walked and chatted, and the atmosphere was harmonious.

After replying to Luo Yiyu's WeChat message saying that he would eat dessert in a few days, Shang Lingjue saw Lin Tang bouncing up and down.

"Shangshang, the two-hour petal rain is so romantic, don't you think?" Lin Tang blushed excitedly, leaning on Xia Zhixiao's shoulder unsteadily, "I heard several fans say that they pretended to be A bag of roses, you can give it to your partner when you get home, it seems that the fans are quite satisfied."

"Romantic? When I sang high notes, I almost choked to death," Shang Lingjue sneered. Fortunately, the roses Si Er brought were relatively fresh, otherwise she was really afraid that she would have a stomachache.

Suddenly, Qi Meng, who was walking in front, exclaimed and called Sister Sang Ling, interrupting what Lin Tang hadn't said yet.

Under the moonlight, Sang Ling's temples were disheveled, she walked crookedly, but her eyes were frighteningly bright, one could tell that the man was half drunk.

Wearing a high-end dress, Sang Ling walked up to Shang Lingjue drunkenly.

Shang Lingjue looked at Sang Ling's icy blue eyes, with an indifferent smile in her eyes, cool and wild, but her tone was as polite as ever, "It's so late, do you need help?"

"Shang Lingjue, you are my substitute." Sang Ling evoked a smile that couldn't be called joyful, "Did you know? You are a substitute, the one Sier found to relieve the pain."

At this moment, the others didn't react, and Sang Ling's words fell into their ears abruptly, almost making them think that they didn't understand Chinese.

"So, are you getting drunk now because of pain?" Shang Lingjue patted the non-existing dust on his shoulder gracefully, and smiled more and more surlyly, "I'm a substitute, why are you in pain?"

"You!" Sang Ling looked at Shang Lingjue's wild, world-weary, beautiful and delicate face in disbelief. She almost lost her ability to speak, "Aren't you sad?"

"Anyway, I'm not drinking too much, so I shouldn't be as sad as you," Shang Lingjue's final voice rose, teasing endlessly. She gave Sang Ling a hand, and stared at the busy night, her eyes flashed a sloppy look, "I want to help you Do you want to take a taxi?"

She emphasized the word "for".

However, Sang Ling shed tears as if she couldn't bear it. These days, she always wanted to find Si Er, but found that Si Er was always around Shang Lingjue.

"Sir, she likes me, and the person she loves is me."

"It's you, it's you, S Er loves you the most," Shang Lingjue said indifferently, but when he glanced out of the corner of his eye, he saw a pair of slender and white legs.

Down the calf, the man's white ankle was tied with an emerald green jadeite pendant. The water-drop-like green made the woman's skin tender and delicate, which was breathtaking.

Not far away, there was a row of black convoys, and bodyguards in black stood silently outside the car, waiting respectfully for Si Er.

I don't know how long Si Er stood here, and how much he heard.

"Goddess Si Er," Lin Tang felt that her brain had shut down, and she couldn't understand the plot of the day, she said in surprise, "Carrying a box of...Wangzai milk?"

Not only Lin Tang expressed incomprehension, Qi Meng and Xia Zhixiao were also so stunned that they didn't know what to say.

Only the drunk Sang Ling, after seeing Si Er, remembered that the woman had a frosty face yesterday and wanted to draw a line with herself, so that she would not be entangled indiscriminately.

"Shang Lingjue, return Si Er to me and stop loving her, okay?"

"I really don't love her. Come, come, I'll send you to find her. I wish you a happy marriage for a hundred years."

The whole space seemed to be frozen, only Shang Lingjue, like a normal person, calmly handed Sang Ling to Si Er, and then returned as if nothing had happened.

Just looking at Si Er's cold eyes, Lin Tang felt that he already needed to inhale oxygen.

She used to think that the goddess S Er was cold and abstinent, they are mortals, they can only be watched from a distance and not played with, but now she finds that S Er is simply a fairy in the world, who can kill you when you are charming, and can make you "deathless" when you are cold. place of burial".

"What are you doing in a daze, don't you go home and sleep?" Shang Lingjue took the violin case from Lin Tang's hand, with a careless smile on his hooked Danfeng eyes.

Still no one dared to move.

Si Er's long hair fluttered, and his red lips were flaming. He just stared at Shang Lingjue intently. The woman's picturesque facial features seemed to be covered with a thin layer of frost, and her gestures were noble and glamorous.

"Get in the car, why are you in a daze?" Shang Lingjue stretched out his long hand, circled the three people, and forced the three idiots into the nanny car.

At the end, she opened the window and smiled at Si Er, "Mr. Si, you have to take good care of him."

The nanny's car started and slowly drove into the empty driveway at midnight. The corners of Sier's skirt were blown by the wind, revealing her white, delicate and enchanting skin.

The atmosphere in the nanny's car was very silent for a while, strangely silent, even Xia Zhixiao hesitated to speak several times.

"If you want to ask something, just say it directly," Shang Lingjue opened the window to blow the air, seeing that these people were really uncomfortable, so he took the initiative to speak.

"Well, who on earth are you having an affair with? I'm dizzy," Lin Tang continued to play out her characteristic of not being surprising and endlessly talking.

Xia Zhixiao rolled his eyes at Lin Tang, "Shangshang, are you and Si Er for real?"

Shang Lingjue nodded, briefly explained the matter, and finally concluded: "Actually, it's just a vulgar stand-in, the kind of clichéd plot that only bad authors would write."

"But, but," Lin Tang was so shocked that he couldn't speak loudly, "I think you look much better than Sang Ling, Goddess Ser..."

Lin Tang reorganized her words, and said with some difficulty, "Is Goddess Si Er blind, using you as a substitute? I want to suggest her to see an ophthalmologist."

Shang Lingjue leaned against the window and said with a half-smile, "Put aside your personal doubts and respect other people's hobbies."

There was another deathly silence in the car, and it took Lin Tang a long time to give a thumbs up and say, "Shangshang, it's definitely you."

Xia Zhixiao also nodded and said: "Your marriage and divorce are wonderful, as expected of you."

"If my business will cause trouble to you, I would like to say sorry to you first."

"That's not true. You can do whatever you want, and we won't be troublesome," Xiao Zhixiao said sincerely, "We are all people with a bit of artistic pursuit, we only gossip and don't interfere."

Shang Lingjue smiled, took the good things out of the car first, and returned to the apartment. After the concert, they had another week of vacation and could rest well.

It happened to be a rainy weekend a few days later.

When Ji Youqing came to the CEO's office on the 27th floor of Lve Ying Entertainment, he saw Si Er wearing a white silk nightgown, sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, the rain curtain behind him hit the glass, and then merged into a stream of water.

"How about it, did you get Shang Lingjue's doll from the last concert?"

The woman didn't answer her words, but continued to add wine and drink, and occasionally looked at the scenery of city B under the drizzle.

Like a frustrated princess.

"That doll is limited. It seems that you have no chance to get Shang Lingjue to give it to you." Ji Youqing looked around, "Have you been living in the company recently?"

"Well, I don't want to go back," Sier swirled the amber spirit in the glass, and occasionally raised his glass to taste it, the wine wet his plump lips, and his luster blurred.

"Have you dealt with the matter at Sang Ling's side?"

"It's dealt with."

"But I see Sang Ling's state, it's impossible to give up on you," Ji Youqing shook his head, "You haven't recovered the little puppet yet?"

Looking at Wangzai Milk at the corner of the table that didn't match the style of the office, Si Er lowered his eyes and said softly, "She likes Wangzai Milk, I didn't know it before."

"The little puppet doesn't tell you, and you don't ask. Then you have to be gentle and careful, use your heart, and show your state when you were studying." Ji Youqing stretched his waist and stood up, "Don't be so Sang, I'll take you out for dessert to make you sweeter."

"Dessert?" Si Er raised his eyes in confusion, thinking of the lava cake that Luo Yiyu was going to give to Shang Lingjue that day, he felt a little uncomfortable again.

"A top-notch dessert shop, let's try it," Ji Youqing pulled Sier away from Lve Ying Entertainment, and arrived at the destination in 10 minutes.

This dessert shop is a small western-style building, with verdant creepers crawling beside the red brick walls, and the raindrops on the green leaves are like frost.

Walking up to the second floor, the neatly dressed waiters immediately led them to the reserved seats, first served Hawaiian KONA coffee, and the light and mild aroma filled the air.

Sier looked at Luluo outside the bay window, gently stroking the handle of the coffee cup with his slender fingers.

"Hey, Sier, don't you think that's the little puppet and her senior sister?"

The author says:

文中酸菜鱼，又酸又菜又多余，来源于网络。感谢在2022-03-2422：00：04～2022-03-2522：00：09期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦～

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