Salted fish A and the actress got their licenses

Ye Cike tried to add it in, but the group leader Ning Lan didn't let it go at all.

Obviously, Ning Lan was also the one who kicked her out.

Relying on his excellent physical fitness and bad qualities, Ye Cike has been dominating the circle of relatives and friends for so many years, but this is the first time he has been excluded from it.

Thinking of Qin Cunxue shaking off her affairs, she wished she could drag this person into the blacklist.

She directly asked in a private chat: [Are you selling me? ]

Qin Cunxue: [Ye Zai, woo woo woo, I can't bear to see you sink into the mud.What's so good about Xi Ling, you want to risk your life to like her? ]

Ye Cike: [Tsk, you know how much I liked it at the beginning, but now that you let me let go of this relationship immediately, aren't you embarrassing me?Weeding has to leave a hole. ]

Qin Cunxue: [I know, Second Miss Ye is the most affectionate, you would rather send her mousse with the cold chain than bake me an egg tart first. ]

Ye Cike: [This matter is too difficult, right? ]

Qin Cunxue: [I don't care what difficulties Xi Ling has, I only care about when you can come back to recuperate.There are more than a dozen contact information of beautiful omega in my address book, you can choose slowly when recuperating. ]

It can only be said that he is a big carrot, and Ye Cike mercilessly dragged this person into the blacklist.

When she returned to the lounge, she felt dizzy and almost staggered and fell.Finally, I leaned against the window to breathe, and scattered some of my pheromone by the way.

It's bitter dark chocolate.

No wonder I feel weaker.

A sudden voice came from behind: "I have talked with the director, before the official start, you can leave at any time."

Ye Cike was shocked, and his shoulders shrank.

She raised her hand and pressed it on her chest: "I'm scared to death, why are you walking so silently?"

Ning Lan had no expression on her face, she tiptoed and plucked Ye Cike's white hair, using the technique of stroking a dog.

Then asked: "When are you leaving?"

Ye Cike leaned against the window sill, frowning aggrievedly.

"When I said I was coming, you weren't in such a hurry to chase me away?"

"Because you won't die until you reach the Yellow River, and don't look back until you hit the south wall. You're a fool who loves you. Do you recognize it now?" Ning Lan's tone was quite fierce, and her eyes were also serious.

"You almost couldn't stand up just now, don't you know your own physical condition? Why do you still want to help her?"

These words were merciless, and Ye Cike was stunned on the spot, not because he was called "love brain".

She justly accused: "How can you peek at me!"

Ning Lan immediately rolled her eyes: "I've come a long time ago, and you haven't noticed after standing behind you for so long, can't you explain the problem?"

Based on her understanding of Ye Cike, such unguarded situations should not have occurred at all.

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The scene was silent for a moment, Ye Cike could not refute, she really wanted to try to help Xi Ling, but Xi Ling herself seemed unwilling.

The cat always wanted to follow her, but when she turned around, it turned around and slipped away.

There was nothing she could do.

Ye Cike's white hair was messed up by Ning Lan just now, and now it was blown up by the wind again, entangled endlessly.

She stretched out her hand and grasped it calmly, and said lightly: "Leave tomorrow, there is one last thing before that."

The ancient town is along the river, and it is covered with a layer of mist in the early morning.Water flows around the stone bridge like a veil, making the dim light even more hazy.

Ye Cike leaned against the railing, his eyes narrowed by the morning wind.

When the fog cleared, a person came out from the ancient street, Tingting curled up.

It's Xi Ling.

She changed into a skirt with epiphyllum embroidered on the hem. When the light fell on the silver thread, it was dazzling and eye-catching.

She stood in front of Ye Cike with a calm expression.

"Xiao Xiang said you were looking for me?"

Ye Cike said leisurely: "Teacher Xi was drunk yesterday, do you still remember what you said to me?"

Xi Ling frowned lightly.

"Sorry, I forgot."

Very polite, and even more distant than the last time I was stalked.It's like going back to when we first met.

Ye Cike sighed regretfully: "It's a pity, I still want to say, I went back and thought about it, and I think half of it is okay. But you don't seem to remember, so forget it."

As soon as the words fell, Xi Ling raised her autumn-like eyes, brightened for a few minutes, and answered in seconds: "Really?"

It was only later that Ye Cike realized that he had been exposed in Ye Cike's half-smile expression, and lowered his head in a panic, his fingers unconsciously pinched the skirt into folds.

The corner of Ye Cike's mouth pulled into a smile, revealing some alpha's fangs, his eyes were full of jokes.

"Fake, you also believe this?"

After being teased for a while, Xi Ling was not angry, but pursed her lips,

"...What do you want me to do?"

Ye Cike didn't hold back his smile, but he didn't speak, which made Xi Ling very confused.

"you--"

Xi Ling's voice stopped abruptly because she smelled the familiar alluring pheromone.

As the mellow and sweet aroma of chocolate escaped, she hurriedly stepped back, but the corners of her eyes were still bright red.

Since meeting yesterday, she has noticed that this man is becoming more and more unscrupulous, as if some switch has been turned on.

Sassy words and sassy operations coexist, and from time to time he has a cold and scary face.

Ye Cike asked bluntly: "Is it fragrant?"

Xi Ling took another step back, clenching her hands until her knuckles turned white.

"Ah."

She didn't understand that after the last temporary mark, she had already developed a certain resistance to Ye Cike's pheromone.

But looking at it now, it seems that the situation has not improved in the slightest.

"Is it particularly itchy?"

Xi Ling's breathing was a little short, and the answer was self-evident.

But a certain person hooked his lips and smiled extremely viciously: "Don't suck it, you bear it."

As soon as the wind blew, the sweet fragrance was wiped away, and the thick mist filled Xi Ling's eyes in an instant, and she was about to cry.

Before Xi Ling couldn't hold back her tears, Ye Cike handed out a small bag.

Inside the bag is a neat row of small boxes, numbered thoughtfully.

Xi Ling sniffed, her voice trembling: "Eat?"

"No, this is a pheromone inducer, the same one I used at your home last time."

Xi Ling looked at her in confusion, as if she couldn't understand the meaning.

Ye Cike put away the cynicism just now, and explained patiently: "You probably don't know yet, but your and my pheromone match is too high, so they will attract each other."

"Temporary markers have a certain dependence. I have every reason to suspect that this characteristic will be magnified on you, and you will have a hard time the next time you have a fever."

"So I prepared this for you. Take it out and inhale it when you feel uncomfortable, and you can quit it slowly, but you must remember to measure it."

A tear slid down his cheek and fell to the ground without making a sound.

When Xi Ling cried, she was also silent, she just wiped her tears with the back of her hand, wiped and wiped again, but couldn't stop.

Ye Cike reluctantly handed her a tissue: "Why are you crying, I have to record a show later, how can I be on camera when I'm swollen from crying?"

The person in front of him was unmoved at all, and refused to accept the tissue.

Ye Cike could only wait patiently until Xi Ling had cried enough, and then said, "Give me a dance, and I'll let it go after the dance."

The morning fog was about to dissipate, and the sun fell on Ye Cike's white hair, which made Xi Ling a little dazed, as if Ye Cike was going to disperse with the fog in the next moment.

The topic was too jumpy, and Xi Ling suddenly felt flustered for no reason. She didn't care about her hoarse voice, and asked quickly: "What put it down?"

But Ye Cike didn't answer, just stood lazily, as if waiting for her performance.

There was no way, Xi Ling started a standard dancing posture, without music, she just spun with rhythm, her dance steps were like butterflies.

The redness at the end of the eyes is the most natural makeup. When you look back, you can temporarily forget where you are, and just want to drown in the autumn water.

Ye Cike's expression and movements did not change at all, but he was thinking in his heart, now he can finally see the end.

After the dance was over, Xi Ling was still breathing quickly, and she hadn't had time to ask questions.

Ye Cike whispered, "Have you had breakfast yet?"

Xi Ling shook her head.

Ye Cike looked exactly like that.

"Hand out."

Xi Ling hesitated for a moment, but obediently stretched out her hand.

A round and somewhat warm object was placed in the palm of her hand, Xi Ling stared and found that it was an unpeeled boiled egg.

As ever.

In the early morning in that peaceful small village, Ye Cike also gave her a boiled egg.

Xi Ling clenched her hands tightly and looked up to find Ye Cike waving at her.

"Go back quickly."

Xi Ling subconsciously walked in the direction of the program group, walked a few steps and realized something was wrong, then turned back.

"Aren't you going?"

She frowned, her voice trembling.

Ye Cike said calmly: "Go back quickly, my dear."

The director's loudspeaker sounded in the distance, and if you listen carefully, it is urging the staff to get in position.

Xi Ling turned her head three times at every step, reluctantly walked through the streets and alleys, and even looked back when she came to the corner.

Until another urging, Xi Ling hurriedly disappeared into the alley, completely out of sight.

Ye Cike left with Chen Wu, and this time he didn't even say a word.

So Xi Ling was in a trance throughout the filming, but fortunately the director didn't say anything, just told her to take a good rest.

Xiao Xiang turned down the rest of the announcements for her.

The busy schedule suddenly became empty, Xi Ling returned to her studio, looking for something to do, but received a bear and a pillow from Ye Cike.

It was in perfect condition, even washed, and smelled of lemon.

Xi Ling frowned, and asked a little at a loss, "Where's Ye Cike?"

The phone couldn't get through, and no one responded to the social account.

Xiao Xiang shook his head: "Without any news, the whole person just evaporated out of thin air."

She pushed her glasses and urged eagerly: "Xi Xi, Miss Ye may have a problem with her body. I don't understand why you insist on rejecting her. But I want to say, don't make a decision that you will regret."

She was in a hurry, but the person in front of her seemed to have been cast by some spell, and was suddenly frozen.

Because Xi Ling suddenly thought of Ye Cike's white-dyed hair, the bandage that was still on his hand, and his bloodless lips.

Is Ye Cike's illness more serious?

The bright lights in the studio couldn't shine into Xi Ling's eyes, and those eyes were gloomy.

After a long silence, Xi Ling finally said, "Thank you, I want to stay by myself for a while."

Xiao Xiang wanted to say something but stopped several times, but he still didn't say anything, he pushed the door and went out.

Xi Ling sat in a daze for a while, and unconsciously turned on her mobile phone to look at it. On the desktop was the very familiar photo, with lazy eyes and a slender waist.

This is what she stole from "Tianhan Jiangxi".

At that time, it was the only one on the whole network.

As if suddenly realizing something, Xi Ling opened the search software and entered the four words "Tianhan is about to die".

The most common answer is one word.

The first sentence of the poem is, [Young days are full of spring breeze, but now the autumn leaves are silent. ]

Xi Ling focused her eyes, and slowly read the last sentence of this poem: "I am determined to think that you will lose weight, but you can't do anything if you don't think about it. The weather is going to die."

"The weather is about to die..."

Every word was paused, as if ice slag had been quenched into the throat, making it terribly stiff.

That netizen is as old-fashioned as Ye Cike, and as soft-hearted as Ye Cike, if you act coquettishly to her, her attitude will be gentler.

She couldn't help thinking to herself: "How could someone not even know the name of the vest? Isn't it easy to recognize it?"

The loss and sorrow that had been suppressed by force came back again, just like the waves of a tsunami piled up higher and higher, and finally collapsed once and for all.

She hugged the bear and curled herself up, hugging her tighter and tighter, she felt dizzy, and couldn't tell whether it was due to lack of oxygen——

Still so distressed that I was about to suffocate.

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Excerpted from Xin Qiji's "Broken Array·Gift Trip"

In the young days, the spring breeze is full of eyes, but now the autumn leaves are far away.It's good to pass the time, don't recall the usual song after drunk.Poor gray hair.

Tomorrow, turn your head upside down, who will dance with you.I am determined to think that you will lose weight if you fight hard, but there is nothing you can do if you don't think about it.Profile for breath Oh.

The meaning of the latter sentence is that I am sure that I am willing to lose weight and haggard because of missing you. What can you do if you don’t miss me?The weather is getting colder, so I can only recuperate and rest alone.

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