Sweet Nothings

It is too difficult to help Min Te.

In a currently popular hot girl group talent show, the chief mentor must be selected, first determine the gender male.

Women who watch women will definitely affect the popularity of the show, which is not in line with common sense.

In the male flow, the status is high enough, the strength is enough, and the criticism is good. There are few black materials. Usually, fans are more handsome than anyone and can tear upside down. As a result, Brother Shen makes him look ugly.

After killing him, he couldn't find this kind of candidate, and he could only choose Zuli, who had the highest personality.

The meaning of Brother Shen understands that he is afraid that Yun Qing will be fooled by the goblin, so it is safe for him to get close to a woman.

Unexpectedly, a thunder thundered the Tian Ling Gai, this Su Liu, not only close to the female, but also directly sent an unclear Weibo on the first day of work, clearly showing that Mrs. Huo was different.

Huo Yun deeply clasped his cell phone into the office, Min Jing followed him in fear, and actively reported on the personal situation of Zurich. When speaking of his family background, he saw the deep Gordon paused, and then brought down the name of the film school graduated from Zurich. Brother threw his coat on the sofa, and the sound of "Boom" mumbled.

Min Jing's back was cold: "Brother, is there any problem ..."

Huo Yunshen's words condensed into ice: "Yunjia's old friends have already gone bankrupt. He went to the university next door to Qingqing School."

And his response to Qing Qing today, a traffic star who should have avoided the ambiguous gossip, will proactively send such content, saying that it is not related, and ghosts believe.

He cares more than this ...

"What's the matter with the fox."

Min Jing answered quickly: "The program team encourages the players to send Christmas gifts to each other. The wife made a lot of small crafts by hand, and everyone has a share."

Huo Yun deeply heard his words.

Everyone has a share, but not his.

Huo Yun held the heart rate bracelet on his wrist subconsciously and squeezed hard. Knowing that it was Yan Qing ’s training time, he would not get any response. He still called her and listened to the repeated empty busy sounds in his heart. It was screwed even harder, and the ravine was cut like a blade.

Min Jing pinched his sweat and dared not speak more, watching Huo Yunshen attending the shareholders meeting as usual according to the established plan.

His air pressure was low, and he didn't have any constriction. He pulled on his tied tie and unbuttoned two buttons and walked straight into the meeting room. The man in power lowered his eyebrows.

Min Jing followed Huo Yunshen all the way and knew how he walked from a rejected and bullied child to the blood. Today, the high Huo family in the past, including the original heir Huo Linchuan, how step by step Huo Yunshen was forced to die, Go to desperation.

Now these people here, Huo Yunshen did not rush to kill those who were willing to be sincere at that time. They can tame to this day, they are deterring Huo Yunshen himself, whether there is a bend in his heart, who can know.

Deep Brother standing alone on the top of Huo's pyramid is not a peace of mind. Among the crises, even his personal helper cannot fully understand it.

Min Jing only hopes that Yun Qing can be good to him in the only emotion that Brother Shen asks for, and his broken heart is too much.

At the end of the shareholders' meeting, Huo Yunshen did not rest for a moment, and continued several closely-lined video conferences. Min Jing hurried to prepare meals for him in the middle gap, and he all pushed.

Min Jing whispered: "My wife knows to worry."

It's okay not to say, deep brother's face is worse.

Oh, I almost forgot, 80% of my wife is getting along with the new mentor, and she has no time to miss her husband.

When the official matter came to an end, it was dark early, Huo Yun squeezed his eyebrows deeply, glanced at the phone, or there was no news he wanted, he looked up at Min Jing: "The little things she sent out, I received them at a high price As much as you want. "

Some things, no matter how long the interval, he can't stand it.

Qingqing attended a summer camp in high school, went to the island, and came back to bring a lot of small gifts to her classmates. She is beautiful and sweet, and her personality is sweet. No one likes her.

She wasn't around, so far away that he couldn't touch it, he waited for years, but she was sitting in the classroom, she was held by a group of stars, and Yingying Ying used those delicate hands to distribute gifts to others.

It is a very delicate tin box with candy inside.

He stood silently outside the door, staring at her through the glass window. At the end, she finished sending, and there was no one left.

At that time, Qing Qing had not forgiven him and ignored him. He knew he would not have his share, but when he saw it with his own eyes, he still felt uncomfortable.

Min Jing ran over and asked without knowing, "Brother, has Yun Qing given you?"

He sneered: "Lao Tzu is not rare."

Turning away after speaking, only you know that the nostalgic thoughts, and the soreness that she ignored, made the chest sore.

He didn't care about his mouth, and secretly blocked the students in Qingqing's class.

Anyway, everyone was afraid of him, saying that he had killed someone and set fire, not to mention a sugar box. Of course, he grabbed his hands effortlessly. When one or two boys didn't want to let go, he was even more angry, and he just won it.

He wasn't a good person, and he didn't mind making it worse.

The wind was very soft at night. He held a large bag of loot and sat alone in the stands of the school playground. He took apart the tin boxes one by one and picked the smallest piece of candy in the middle.

It should be sweet, but he tastes bitter.

"Not tasty," he piled up the wrapping paper, biting the sugar in hate, sore eyes, "little liar."

The girl's sweet and soft tone passed along the wind: "Of course it was not tasty."

He looked up sharply, seeing Qing Qing carrying a school bag, long hair draped on his shoulders obediently, his eyes were rosy and bright, and he looked at him with some complaint.

He clenched his hands tightly, clasping his palms with his fingertips: "What about grabbing."

"Go back."

"No," he jumped with blue muscles in his arms. "It was mine when I snatched it."

Qing Qing stopped talking, Xiaoqiao's face was serious, as if she would show a disgusted expression in the next second.

His teeth were bitten sore, he stubbornly clutched the sugar-filled bag, and stuck it in his throat with a thousand words, choking with choking.

Qingqing's footsteps moved, he thought she was going, and hurriedly got up to grab her weak wrist.

Her hands spread out, revealing a delicate silk bag with body temperature inside, and fluffy eyelashes fluttering, said softly: "This is what I want to give you. It is different from others. Now ... can ... Did the robberies go back? "

His heart burst into fireworks at that moment, regardless of holding the little girl.

Huo Yunshen's eyes fell on the screen of the mobile phone, and he fixed his eyes on the little woolly fox that Yan Qing put in Su Li's palm.

There will be no gift unique to him ...

The ones I used to grab and the ones I bought now are the same and belong to him.

Huo Yunshen took a look at the time, drove to the program group, and waited for Yan Qing to reply to him on the spot. Until 11 o'clock in the night, her phone didn't go by slowly.

Yan Qing passed the day in seconds. The performance at the awards ceremony was a brand-new track. To practice the movements from the beginning, she learned the whole day with Su Li and was tossed back to the dormitory so late.

She calculated that it was necessary to knit sweaters for at least four hours a day before they could be completed before Christmas and delivered to President Huo, so there was no time to do anything else in these days and they had to race against the clock.

But the phone still needs to be called.

"Go home tonight." In the receiver, Mr. Huo came straight to the door, and his tone was heavier than usual.

Yan Qing was holding a mobile phone in his ears and shoulders, and his hands were busy with sweater needles. He heard him say that he refused reflexively: "No, I'm too busy recently, I really don't have time. Wait for me to come back at the award ceremony."

She knows that since the kiss that morning, President Huo's condition has improved, and he is no longer so physiologically resistant to eating and sleeping.

The opposite side was silent for a long time. When she thought that she accidentally pressed the mute, Huo Yunshen said again: "Are you good with the new mentor?"

Yan Qing put her mind on the sweater, didn't listen to his emotions too much, and naturally replied: "It's good, Zurich is really very powerful, teaching dance very fast, and helped me correct many movements today."

"But he confessed me and thought I was Yun Qing," she added as a joke, "I clarified, he didn't mention it again, it should have accepted the facts, and he was more rational and deserved to be me idol."

Yan Qing didn't realize that she was chatting with Huo Yunshen more and more, and wanted to share every little thing.

Huo Yunshen's voice was frozen: "... Idol?"

Yan Qing smiled and said, "I used to like him, and have been his fan."

Huo Yunshen involuntarily exerted force on his hand, squeezed the phone out of a slight abnormal sound, his throat knot rolled, suppressing the sudden tumbling chaos.

Yan Qing's two sweaters moved fast, unaware of the abnormalities, and gently asked, "Deep? Are you listening?"

Huo Yunshen suddenly said: "Suli made a facelift before debuting, don't you know?"

"Ah?" Yan Qing's wool fell to the ground, "snapping" and patting the table, "You are a small rumor, he is natural! Our support club will also go against the black for this!"

Huo Yunshen grabbed a tissue box by hand and showed a crack inch by inch: "His private life is chaotic, he has had countless girlfriends, and he has been photographed no less than three times."

"Are you a sunspot upper body!" Although Yan Qing had already powdered Zurich, she had burned up the small universe at that moment, "That's all fake, okay, he's very pure, how have you been in love? I ’ve been to the staff several times! "

"Don't confess to singing fakely, performing performances and ambiguous relationship with fans?"

"Of course," Yan Qing insisted, "the world is hacking him, so we have to guard!"

Basic literacy as a fan.

Huo Yun deep teeth closed tightly: "Yan Qing, come downstairs and come home with me!"

Only then did Yan Qing know that he was outside, and after a fight with him, there was anger, a rebellious heart surged, and grievances hummed: "What is fierce, I won't go back, you somehow black my former idol, I have nothing to tell you Now, and I remind you, you are not allowed to use private rights to change your tutor. If you toss it again, the program will be destroyed. "

After hanging up the phone, Yan Qing angrily threw the phone at the corner of the bed and stayed up all night to weave a sweater overnight.

After three days of intense training, the program team came to notice that the ticket was scheduled for tomorrow morning, and Christmas must be outside. Yan Qing was holding a sweater that had been rushed out for a few nights.

Ever since she broke up that evening, she has never had time to meet Huo Yunshen, and when he picked up the phone, his attitude was also sullen, and her voice always seemed to be mixed with sand.

"Qingbao ..." On the eve of leaving, Ouyang's face was brushed on Weibo for a long time in shock, and he worriedly looked at Yanqing and asked quietly, "Is President Huo not angry?"

Yan Qing puzzled: "What anger?"

Ouyang glanced at the players who also received the mobile phone, and then swallowed the surprised look from Yan Qing, saying, "He Hejin touched you once, he was going to put people down, and then you and Suli The CP name is there, what do you say he is angry? "

Yan Qing was taken aback and took Ouyang's mobile phone to see.

She has not been free to pay attention to entertainment news. Before the players in the entire program group were in the closed period, the mobile phone was turned over and the news was blocked. So at this moment, she only knew about the Weibo that Suli had posted.

By the way, I also learned about the subsequent fermentation reaction.

Most of them are fan-controlled, of course, promoting the teacher-student relationship rationally, and there are pictures where Yan Qing sends gifts to everyone, proving that it was n’t her intentional posting, then the question came.

The angle and composition of the photo was excellent, and the picture was extremely eye-catching. It turned out to be a circle, and was used by a bunch of marketing numbers as "CP sense".

On the other hand, in Zurich, there is no clarification about evading suspicion, and he continues to update the work photos of the instructor.

Yan Qing couldn't help but feel empty.

The reason why Huo Yunshen is abnormal ...

Did he mind?

She ... not only did not comfort him, but even said one sentence, Yan Yan asked him not to use his tutor to protect the image of Zurich, and finally hung up on the phone. In the next three days, she was busy training and Knitting a sweater, he has never seen him.

Yan Qing's fingertips became cold, and he wrapped his sweater in his arms and tightened it secretly.

Did ... hurt him.

Yan Qing lowered her eyes and hid in a place where no one wanted to call Huo Yunshen. When she was about to press it, she stopped a little timidly and guilt sadly, fearing that he was still angry, she turned to Min Jing , Ask carefully: "Zhuo Huo ......"

"Mrs." Min Jing was helpless. "Shen Brother won't let me disturb you. You finally came to me on my own initiative. I beg you, don't bully him."

Yan Qing squatted down, hugged her knees, and muttered, "Is he home, I will go back."

Min Jing whispered: "No, if you ignore him, he will be paralyzed by his work and stay in the office for a few days. It has been turned around for a few days. The official business is dealing with a lot of people. , The atmosphere under his eyelids did not dare to breathe. "

Yan Qing looked at the darkening sky outside the window and sniffed his nose: "I'm leaving tomorrow. I want to give him a gift in advance. Can I ... go to the company?"

At nine o'clock in the evening, Yan Qing wore a wide-brimmed cape coat, fully armed, holding a sweater bag, and Min Jing entered the elevator leading to the top floor of Huo's office building.

She whispered: "Is he angry?"

Min Jing supported the glasses: "Ma'am, you still haven't figured out something, no matter what happens, he will not be angry with you, he will only be sad."

Yan Qing's eyes flickered.

Huo Yunshen's phrase "come home with me" was the only time she treated her a bit fiercely.

No matter what the outside world told him, he was terrible and terrible. He had never lost his temper with her. A few days later, the position of the mentor in Zurich was also safe and sound. He was following her without changing.

No matter how sad Huo Yunshen was, he was just poking his own heart.

"The door in front is that it is not closed, you can go in directly, and I won't bother."

Yan Qing leaned against the heavy door panel, her cheeks were faintly hot, and she wanted to cry.

After the drunken scene, she became more and more unable to control herself, unable to resist Huo Yunshen.

No need to watch, just listen to Min Jing to say that she blamed herself for wanting to go back in time.

How can a man like that hurt him ...

Yan Qing pushed the door open, very quiet, without making much noise.

The large office was extremely cold, the lights were dimmed, and no breathing could be heard.

The man turned his back to her and stood alone by the floor-to-ceiling windows, drawn by the light in a lonely silhouette, staring at the distant lights.

Yan Qing crouched close and looked at him in the line of sight. His heart was tumultuous. He looked at the direction of the program group.

She put the sweater down, took off her hat and mask, and there was sour and hot enthusiasm in her chest.

Yan Qing knew what he wanted.

She was no longer reserved, and ran towards him quickly. Before he turned around, she affixed him softly from the back, raised her hands to cover his eyes, and said softly, "Mr. Huo's exclusive Christmas deer, come and give him a gift Now. "