A Record of the Survival of the Excellent Female Supporting Work through the Book

"How much threat can I pose to her? After the recording of this episode is over, I will go back and continue recording the star one plus one. Isn't she spending more time with Qi Yu later?"

Such an overly obvious targeting, if the news gets out, it will also create a bad impression on her, won't it?

Yu Le worked hard to pack her clothes in a bag, ready to take them back to her room for washing, and then she said, "Not everyone can have the awareness you have, and besides, I think, Chen Yanran should be addicted to acting and she lost herself."

Song Jianjian understood everything, especially when she saw Yu Le's expression, she became more sure of her guess, raised her eyebrows and looked at Yu Le, "Do you think Chen Yanran likes Qi Yu?"

"Otherwise?" Yu Le said with an unkind smile, "every time she sees Qi Yu like that female peacock in heat, she can't wait to show Qi Yu all of herself, what is this kind of performance not like?"

Song Jianjian doesn't know much about this. She has never been in a relationship, and she doesn't know if she likes someone.

How will people behave?
She blinked her eyes and said, "I thought it was because she wanted to fire up CP with Qi Yu, but Qi Yu didn't want to cooperate, so Chen Yanran became angry from embarrassment, and even held a grudge against me."

After all, it was partly because of Qi Yu that she got this opportunity.

Yu Le thought for a while, and then analyzed, "Half and half, women's jealousy is beyond recognition, Qi Yu is an excellent man, it's not surprising that she likes Qi Yu." "However, she sees you The look in his eyes is like looking at a rival in love who may snatch Qi Yu away at any time, and he almost swallowed you alive!"

"Isn't it?" Song Jianjian was a little confused, and tilted his head strangely, "Why is she guarding against me when she has nothing to do?"

Yu Le originally wanted to say that you should ask Qi Yu, but when the words came to his lips, thinking of Mr. Lu who had a bad face last night, he immediately held back and said, "I don't know about this, you have to ask Chen Yanran go."

Mr. Lu must be a sister-in-law, since he doesn't like Qi Yu, and Song Jianjian still doesn't know Qi Yu's thoughts about her, so why should he do anything extra and look for trouble.

At that time, if you get into trouble, you will be in trouble.

Alas, the sister-in-law is the most unreasonable person, she doesn't want to offend Boss Lu.

"Okay, let's not talk about this." Song Jianjian held a pillow, turned on the TV, and lay lazily on the sofa with the pillow in his arms, watching variety shows.

Yu Le remembered how many times she ran away today, and hurriedly asked, "Is your stomach feeling better?"

Song Jianjian leaned lazily on the sofa, and hugged the pillow more vigorously, "Well, it's better than yesterday, but I don't know if it's because when I was recording the show,
I've been running too much, and I feel a little uncomfortable now. Sister Yu, if you are free, can you make me a glass of ginger and brown sugar water? "

She is really exhausted.

When playing games, she was too serious and devoted, which made her feel weak all over, and she didn't even want to lift a finger.

"It's easy to say." Yu Le smiled and took out two packs of brown sugar water granules from the drawer of her bedside table, and shook them a few times, "You can drink as much as you want, and keep enough."

Song Jianjian didn't know whether to laugh or cry, changed his position, still hugged the pillow, and pressed hard on his stomach, suppressing the pain, "Why are there so many?"

Yu Le was very proud of his foresight, and explained with a bright smile, "I went to buy it for you today, my former roommate, as long as he had dysmenorrhea, it would last at least two days, and it was still the kind Lying down and doing nothing, not going anywhere, the pain is still unbearable."
Song Jianjian heard this, and really wanted to shake hands with that unlucky roommate that Sister Yu was talking about, but he didn't know which comrade it was, so unlucky?

She didn't know that dysmenorrhea can be so painful, but now she understands it thoroughly.

Sister Yu continued worryingly, "I saw that you were so serious when recording the show today, and I guessed that you would definitely be in pain when you came back. This can be regarded as being prepared!"

"Sister Yu." Song Jianjian shook his head, didn't seem to know what to say, smiled and pursed his lips and said, "Well, indeed, be prepared."

Yu Le made two packs of brown sugar water for her, and put the cup on the tea table next to her, in case she would forget, he told her again, "I put the brown sugar water here for you, it won't be so hot later. When the time comes, remember to finish drinking."

Song Jianjian likes to drink hot. She feels that the hotter the drink, the more she can suppress the pain. Because it is too hot, she can only take small sips and drink slowly.

Holding the cup in her hand, she said slowly, "I'll drink it now."

The first few sips were very hot, but after getting used to it, it seemed that it didn't feel so hot anymore. Song Jianjian drank the brown sugar water three times and five times.

She smiled sweetly, as if she had drunk honey, and a pair of small pear dimples were so sweet that one could not help but feel soft-hearted. Her eyebrows and eyes were curved into a crescent moon, and she said sincerely, "Thank you, Sister Yu."

Yu Le smiled, and skillfully stroked Song Jianjian's head. The girl's soft and smooth hair felt very good to the touch.

Very nice.

She simply sat down on the sofa at the side and watched variety shows with Song Jianjian, "Forget it, I will watch over you here, I think you should be quite tired from looking like this, you should rest for a while, wait for dinner I'll call you again when."

Song Jianjian felt warm in his stomach. Gradually, his stomach became more comfortable, and his tiredness became more obvious.

"Your current momentum is very good. If you continue to develop like this, your fans will soon be able to settle down."

"Oh." Song Jianjian felt sleepy, didn't he pay attention to what she said?
Yu Le was curious, "Have you ever thought about what will happen in the future if they really form a group? How will they go?"

"I don't know." Song Jianjian yawned and said weakly, "It's still early, let's wait until Chengtuanye announces the results."

No matter what happens in the future?

Now she's going to make it through.

Song Jianjian is really too lazy to think about things for too long. No matter how well planned some things are, they can't keep up with the rapid changes.

Yu Le nodded, "That's true, no matter how you go, I won't let you suffer."

Even if she wanted to, Boss Lu wouldn't agree!
What's more, she couldn't bear to see Song Jianjian working too hard.

Song Jianjian was lying softly on the sofa, hugging a pillow. He was originally watching a variety show, but his eyelids were heavy, as if they had been filled with lead, so heavy that people couldn't keep their eyes open.

Yu Le was thinking that if Song Jianjian develops well in the future and becomes popular all over the country, she will be at the gold medal agent level.

—Thinking of this possibility, she felt very happy. After waiting for more than ten minutes, when she turned to Song Jianjian, she found that the girl had fallen down without knowing when, her hair was messed up, covering most of it Face.

The pillow in Song Jianjian's hand fell to the ground at some point. The girl with her eyes closed, her quiet and beautiful side face made people unconsciously want to touch it.

Song Jianjian's sleeping face is so peaceful, like an angel that only appears in girls' novels. Seeing her falling asleep like this, Yu Le couldn't help shaking her head.

Seeing Song Jianjian's shorts and the air conditioner in the room, she got up immediately and took a sheet from there to cover Song Jianjian.

Yu Le sighed helplessly, "Sleep as long as you say, it seems that you are really tired."

Although the girl fell asleep, she didn't seem to be sleeping soundly. She looked very quiet before, but after Yu Le covered her with a quilt, she tilted her head slightly and frowned tightly.

Song Jianjian moved his lips, he didn't know what he said, his voice was very soft, as if it faded with the wind.

Yu Le didn't take it seriously at first. It's not that Song Jianjian never talked in his sleep before, but at that time, the situation was special.

But following Song Jianjian's murmur at the beginning, the voice seemed to get louder later on, especially the one that said "don't hit her?"

"Don't hit her?" Yu Le wondered, "What does that mean?"

Was it a dream that someone was fighting?

The girl struggled several times in a row, and it seemed that the fight in the dream was getting worse.

"Little girl, why is her sleep quality so poor?" Yu Le looked at Song Jianjian who was unconsciously talking in his sleep.

I saw her frowning tightly, as if she had fallen into some bad nightmare, her eyes were closed tightly, and her eyeballs seemed to be moving all the time, but she couldn't wake up no matter what!

It was like a cage that could not break free, trapping her in a dream that was hard to wake up from.

"sorry"
"Don't

"Don't hit her."

The doubts in Yu Le's heart were even worse than before, she murmured, "I'm sorry again, and don't hit her, what do these mean?"
.
Alas, forget it, I don't think so much anymore, these are all dreams, even if Song Jianjian wakes up later, he probably doesn't know why he said these words?

Yu Le pursed her lips. It seemed that to find time, she had to take Song Jianjian to worship in the temple. She hoped that after the goodbye, her sleep quality would improve.

She turned off the TV, tidied up the room, and prepared to leave.

At this moment, a knock on the door was heard.

As soon as Yu Le opened the door, he saw a man in a suit and leather shoes standing outside the door. His demeanor was cold and dignified, and he was so oppressive that he didn't even dare to look up.

Her heart tightened, and she felt her scalp go numb for an instant. Lu Xing's aura made her unable to speak clearly, so she subconsciously lowered her voice, "Lu, Mr. Lu, why are you here?"

Lu Xing glanced quickly into the room. He looked in this direction and couldn't see anything, only the window at the end.

His voice was cold and concise, "Song Jianjian."

Yu Le lowered his voice subconsciously, and said respectfully, "Song Jianjian has fallen asleep, you?"

The smile on her face was a little blunt, and she couldn't help complaining in her heart, hoping that Mr. Lu could figure it out earlier and leave quickly.

Lu Xingqing's good-looking face really doesn't look like a cruel and ruthless business president who is called by others, but more like a celebrity entertainer with a natural aura.

It's just that it's hard for a celebrity entertainer to have the noble and elegant temperament engraved in his bones, and it's even more difficult to imitate his shockingly powerful aura.

He glanced into the room, but saw nothing, he took his eyes back unhurriedly.

Guang said calmly, "I'll take a look at her."

"Oh." Yu Le didn't dare to comment on Lu Xing's words, he said he wanted to take a look, so let's take a look.

She is just a part-time job, can she still win the capitalists?
Especially a president worth over [-] million!

"Please."

Yu Le turned sideways, bent down, wishing he could bow down and shine Lu Xing's shoes.