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

Song Jianjian glanced at him inexplicably, but under the man's deep gaze, she still wiped her face obediently, slandering her inwardly.Cloudy and sunny.

And the poisonous Xiao He blinked innocently, leaned up to Song Jianjian and said, "Mr. Lu, have I offended him?"

Song Jianjian shook his head and clicked his tongue: "This person is like this, princess sick."

Xiao He: "?"

Thank you, this is the first time she has heard someone use the word "princess disease" to describe a boss like Mr. Lu.

She laughed and said, "Sister Song, you really have courage."

No wonder it was the person who slept on Mr. Lu's shoulder.

Although Xiao He is a fool, she also knows the rumors about Lu Xing, and also knows what Lu Xing's status is in the circle, so although she is lawless and straightforward, she dare not say a word in front of Lu Xing .

Because of this, she was a little puzzled. Thinking about it carefully, she really didn't know that she had offended Lu Xing.

The bonfire party was extremely lively, complete with singing and dancing.

Xu Zhi knew how to dance and folk dance, so he immediately got into a ball with everyone and had a great time playing inside.

Song Jianjian quietly leaned against a tree, watching them play, with Lu Xing sitting next to him, Jiang Qingyan sitting next to Lu Xing, and Luo Xun sitting opposite.

Because of his good looks, Xu Fu was enthusiastically pulled over by some young girls, but he himself seemed extremely reluctant, weak and even stiff, and he almost ran away.

Xiao He laughed wantonly beside him, and almost typed the words "Xu Fu deserves it" on the public screen.

The light of the fire reflected on his face, and the wind from the sea also blew over, with a little tide, but it was a rare tranquility.

Song Jianjian took out his phone, looked at the fire and took a photo.

He lowered his head and patted his shoes again, wanting to commemorate the rare night.

After the filming was over, she looked again, she frowned slightly, and looked back at the person next to her, who closed her eyes pretendingly, nothing happened.

Song Jianjian snorted coldly, not only her shoes were photographed in the photo, but Lu Xing's shoes were also photographed, which seemed inexplicably harmonious.

Song Jianjian moved his hands, originally planning to cut off the part of Lu Xing, but moved his fingers, and finally gave up.

She opened Weibo and only posted a photo of the fire.

There were comments as soon as it was sent, so she clicked in to have a look.

[Is the anchor greatly attending the bonfire party?This place looks a little familiar. ]
Song Jianjian's fingers trembled, he quickly looked at the name on Weibo, and pressed the center of his eyebrows with some headaches.

Damn, sure enough, once people relax, their brains are prone to problems.

She quickly deleted the photo and cut off the account.

Switched back to my tuba, looked at the homepage, but couldn't send out the fire just now.

In the Internet age, marketing accounts are everywhere. If you find out, you really don't know what will happen next.

Thinking of this, she suddenly patted her leg: "Shall we take a picture?"

Xiao He was the first to agree: "Okay, okay."

Luo Xun also nodded: "Remember, this is my first time here in Yunnan."

Song Jianjian held the phone, and from this angle, he took pictures of the people behind him.

After the filming was over, he said: "I'll send it to you later, I'll post it on Weibo later, remember to support me."

Luo asked, "Okay."

Song Jianjian bowed his head to prepare for the p-picture.

But the glance that fell on someone in the photo was really not intentional, it was really completely subconscious!
Lu Xing's elbows were slightly bent, his neck was resting on his hands, and his eyes were closed. It really looked a little too prominent, beautifully prominent.

Song Jian was sour for a moment, but the finger that asked for the p picture paused again, and finally gave up.

[Song Jianjian: Hey, the first night [picture]]

As soon as Weibo was posted, fans from all walks of life rushed in.

"Jianjian finally posted on Weibo, Mama misses you so much"
"Zai Zai, pay attention to your body and wear more clothes, otherwise Ma Ma will be worried!"

"This is the first time Zaizai has traveled far, so remember to update Weibo more often, so that Caicai can know how you are doing!"

"Ah, Emperor Luo is out, wait for the broadcast!"

"Xiao He is so beautiful, I love it."

"I'm sorry to bother you, but I want to ask who is the second little brother? Why is it so strange?"

"I love the second one with his eyes closed. This side face, these eyelashes, and this mouth, my god, the sense of substitution is too strong. I am already his wife."

Song Jianjian thought it was funny, and poked Lu Xing's arm with his finger: "They think you look good, do you want to tell them who you are?" His beautiful eyes stared straight at Song Jianjian.He smiled faintly, bent his lips, and said in a low tone, "Do you want to tell them?"

Do you want to tell them?
Want to tell them?

Want to tell them all, is that person Lu Xing?

Song Jianjian struggled all night, even when he fell on the bed, and finally fell asleep without any result

But when I woke up in the morning, I looked at Weibo again, and found that Luo Xun and several people had already replied below. Of course, they also replied to some fans who had questions by the way, telling them about Lu Xing's identity.

So Song Jianjian also successfully saw the word #土行#, and it went straight to the hot search list.

Her head started to hurt again, and she raised her hand to directly cover her head with the quilt, wondering why she was hesitating?

If she doesn't say it, others will.

It really hit the devil.

Song Jianjian lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

She was in the same dormitory with Jiang Qingyan and Xiao He.

At this time, Jiang Qingyan and Xiao He hadn't woken up yet, and Song Jianjian's movements made it quiet.

When she went out, she found Luo Xun was cooking.

Luo Xun was frying eggs, and was taken aback when she got up: "Oh, I woke up so early?"

Song Jianjian smiled, and went over to help: "Biological alarm clock."

Luo Xun smiled: "It's a good habit."

Song Jianjian scanned the things in the kitchen and said, "Is there anything I can help you with?"

Luo Xun snorted, looked at it, and said, "Can you fry steak? I want to prepare steak for everyone today."

Song Jianjian nodded, and took out the steak: "Okay, let me do it."

Because of being able to live broadcast this kind of thing, Song Jianjian didn't see any strangers, and got started very quickly.

Luo Xun looked a little surprised: "It seems that you often cook when you are filming."

Song Jianjian said: "It's unhealthy outside, just work harder and do it yourself."

Luo Xun lowered his head and put the eggs on the plate: "That's right, the one in my family is too lazy to move, so I will take care of everything."

Even though he said that, his tone was pampering, and Song Jianjian couldn't help but said, "Brother Luo, this is not good, he just picked up the dog food and patted it on me."

Luo Xun blushed slightly, and smiled embarrassingly: "It's not too small, why don't you find a boyfriend?"

Song Jianjian paused, and let out an ah. She didn't expect the gossip to fall on her head. She laughed dryly, a little embarrassed: "I'm still young, don't worry."

Luo Xun snorted: "Boyfriends should be discussed early, my teenager and I have already seen each other."

Song Jianjian lowered his head and smiled, for some reason, he suddenly thought of Lu Xing.

She shook her head hastily, thinking she was really dazed.

Lu Xing, dare to think?

I'm really not afraid that I will end up with the original owner.

Said Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived, Lu Xing came down from upstairs.

He was still wearing a white shirt, looking clean and tidy. Because he was the employer, the program crew didn't dare to neglect, so Lu Xing slept well last night.

Seeing him, Luo Xun greeted him quickly: "Boss Lu, you're up too."

Lu Xing hummed lightly, his eyelids lifted lazily: "Is there anything I can help you with?"

I don't know if this sentence is a polite one or not, Luo Xun didn't dare to ask Lu Xing to help him.

In his eyes, although he is a few years older than Lu Xing, he can still clearly identify himself.

For a person like Mr. Lu, his hands are used to sign tens of millions of contracts, not to cook.

Besides, can it be eaten?

Luo Xun thought silently, the Lu family estimated that the servants and nannies could line up in a long line. Does a busy person like Lu Xing need to find time to learn how to cook?

So is it edible?

He really doesn't want to eat dark food.

Lu Xing paused, looked at someone with his head down, a smile twitched on the corner of his lips, and said in a low voice, "If that's the case, I'll trouble Mr. Luo and Ms. Song."

Luo Xun was stunned for a moment, and said, "No trouble, no trouble."

Song Jianjian, on the other hand, lowered his head and silently flipped through the steaks, feeling very upset.

If she could, she really wanted to give herself two slaps now. Why did she fall into Lu Xing's way yesterday? If she had told those netizens about his identity in advance, she wouldn't be in such an embarrassing situation now.

Song Jianjian felt a little pity in his heart, thinking that he would not know if he could go to Lugou's house for a meal in the future.

Not to mention, it's nice to have someone cook, and she likes to eat for free.

After making breakfast, everyone woke up one after another.

The B&B is close to the sea, you can smell a faint smell of the sea when you wake up in the morning, it is very subtle, but it also makes you feel at ease.

Jiang Qingyan originally planned to show her skills, but she didn't expect to fall asleep. When she got up, Song Jianjian was wearing an apron and had already helped make breakfast. She gritted her teeth, a little unwilling.

But I can't, I can only live in Annai temporarily, unwilling to be reconciled.

When she was seated, she intentionally sat next to Lu Xing, secretly pleased, "Mr. Lu, try this, I think it's delicious, she picked up a slice of meat and wanted to put it in Lu Xing's bowl.

This kind of purpose should not be too obvious, mainly because Jiang Qingyan's words were really unexpected.

This kind of program has a script, but it is not a complete script like acting. The general venue, the general words to be said, and the atmosphere to be created are all assigned to the guests one by one, and everyone naturally follows the script. Although most of them play on their own.

And Jiang Qingyan's appearance caught everyone by surprise, and even Jiang De was a little confused.

He frowned behind the host: "What is this Jiang Qingyan doing?"