Han Yulong's little assistant

"Ah, brother, as a manager, are you so late today?"

He came even later than him. He already had lunch at this point, and if he came later, he wouldn't have to come. By the way, the little assistant clearly promised to bring him lunch, but there is no sign of anyone now?

As soon as Quan Zhilong heard the sound, he stopped the training panting, collapsed on the ground, and complained all over his head!

Didn't I say it all? A serious man is the most handsome. He practiced hard all morning without a break. He was afraid that some little assistant would come. Seeing his lazy appearance would damage his image!

"Take a break today!" Complained by the artists under him, he, as a manager, expressed his innocence and replied weakly.

After regaining his senses, he was stunned——

This way of opening is completely wrong!

"Brother, you can see that the time of more than a month is not long, it has passed in a flash, how can you rest?" Why didn't the little assistant come, look at how handsome he said just now!

Hearing him talking more and more vigorously, Jin Nanguo twitched the corners of his mouth, and said to himself: "Say it again, talk about all the things you were arguing about a while ago that you didn't want to be announced, and let you slap your face!"

Of course, knowing the nature of his own artist, Jin Nanguo didn't really take it seriously, and handed over the lunch box that his precious assistant handed over:

"Hey, your bento."

"Bento? Why are you—"

Quan Zhilong frowned, changed the subject abruptly, and asked nervously, "What about the girl?"

"Let's go?" Jin Nanguo spread his hands and said lightly.

Quan Zhilong was slightly annoyed, he ignored the bento, and chased him out. Looking at the back of his artist, Jin Nanguo glanced at the abandoned bento on the table, touched his chin and had to doubt:

This kid is so out of order today, he gave up his rest and came to training because of the bento personally delivered by his precious assistant... right? !

"Ah, Zhilong, that girl didn't even enter the YG building!" He might have gone back by car now, where is he going to chase after him in such a hurry?

Jin Nanguo's sudden realization was a few beats slower, how could there be his figure in this empty corridor, even if it hadn't been a few beats slower, with Quan Zhilong's current appearance, could he hear it?

Here, Quan Zhilong ran out of the YG building all the way, and when he came to the side of the road, he didn't see the person he was thinking about. He couldn't help being annoyed, he couldn't be reconciled!

Why did that damn girl just leave?Then he worked hard all morning without stopping, just to let her see his handsome appearance at work, wouldn't it be in vain? !

Quan Zhilong pouted, and when he returned to the practice room again, he was like a frosted eggplant, weak, ignoring the teasing eyes of his manager, twitching the corners of his mouth, and opened the lunch box with a little expectation——

Holy crap, what the hell is this? !

Just a few ordinary dishes and a soup, although there is nothing to say about the combination of dishes, but——

Can this ordinary bento be considered a love bento?Don't even give him a heart, like fooling him like this? !

He has read a lot of books!

Boom...Little assistant, you played hard to get a little too much!

With tears in his eyes, Quan Zhilong crossed the chicken wing and took a big bite.

"Is it delicious, your... (love) bento."

Jin Nanguo quickly skipped the word love. Could he not be clear about the attitude and character of his own artist, but he has seen that girl before, but she is not enlightened at all.

"Humph!"

A certain big star got upset and angry, tilted her head arrogantly, and hugged the bento very preciously, turning around in place, leaving her manager with a back view.

The little assistant must have not had enough time, and it was too late, so that's why it happened!Quan Zhilong comforted himself in his heart, this ordinary bento is not so hard to swallow.

It's just that for a week, the bento he received was still the same, and he didn't even want to change the bento box, so a certain scumbag finally couldn't sit still, and knocked on the door of An Ran's room after returning that day.