Grumpy host, she just wants to do business

Chapter 228 Autistic Little Poor (31)

There are stars and stars in a pair of light-colored eyes, as if in an instant, it reminds people of billions of stars changing and interlacing.

The light and shadow are vivid, and its traces are colorful.

At seven o'clock in the evening, about an hour after everyone fell asleep, Tan Sang was woken up by someone from the program team.

Because of jet lag, the program crew had already let them rest.

As a result, there are backhands.

When Tan Sang woke up, there was a murderous look in his twinkling eyes.

Because the "Mystery of the World" program group made it too mysterious, everyone knew nothing about all the arrangements.

Tan Sang was fascinated by the thought of being fascinated by Jiang Zhun not long ago.

She didn't even ask any of the questions she was supposed to ask... and was so deceived that she didn't even know anything...

hours before.

The young man's clear voice was low and sweet, a bit sweet.

"Do you like me?"

When the boy spoke, the hot air hit her face, and there was a faint fragrance. Tan Sang couldn't figure out what it was, but... well, it smelled good.

Being so close, the thin lips are closing and closing, full of charm.

Tan Sang had no doubt that the little beauty did it on purpose!
But her face was still flushed with dissatisfaction, especially when he said these words intermittently, her heartbeat seemed to jump out of her throat.

later……

Under the gaze of a teenager...

She blurted out: "I like it! I have always liked your songs the most since I was a sophomore in high school. I really...have admired you for a long time!"

Later, the boy was sent back to the room by her in a daze.

Come back to your senses.

There were flowers in front of her eyes, and a shadow fell over her head.

"Are you Miss Tan Sang?"

Tan Sang raised his head with some difficulty.

"..."

Visually, the burly man in a black suit in front of him is at least 1.9 meters tall. He looks like he usually likes to exercise. His muscles are too... big. He is also surprisingly black, and he wears a pair of sunglasses on his face.

Is this... a height threat? !
Tan Sang swallowed [-] words to complain about the program group, and showed a standard smile: "I am, so are you?"

"I was sent by the program team to pick up Miss Tan Sang, please get in the car with me."

After saying that, the strong man raised his hand back, and a nanny car appeared out of nowhere and braked in front of Tan Sang.

The car door moved away automatically, Tan Sang held the door, silent.

Then the strong man said bluntly, "Miss Tan Sang, please get in the car."

Is this the legendary, people, mouth, kidnapping, selling? !
The strong man showed no expression, and made a gesture of asking.

Is this muscle showing off to her? !
Tan Sang: "..."

When he really got into the car, Tan Sang suddenly found that besides the driver and the strong man, there was another person sitting in the back row of the car.

"Who is this gentleman?"

A bronzing business card—the gold broker He Yan.

It's a pretty little agent.

Why isn't he by Xiaomei's side?How can this be done in a pretty little situation without caring people? !

But the man didn't seem to see Tan Sang's shocked reaction. He only raised his head and said to the two people in front of him: "You go down first, and I will take Tan Sang to the designated address."

They looked at each other and said in unison:

"Yes, Mr. He."

Half a minute later, only Tan Sang and He Yan were left in the car.

"What happened to Jiang Zhun?"

As soon as Tan Sang said it, He Yan's eyes sank.

look!What a familiar tone!
Jiang Zhun!

I have been his father and mother for so many years, but this little bastard won't let him call "Jiang Zhun"!
This man!Just call it that? ? ?

He snorted coldly: "He asked you to call him that?"

Tan Sang shook his head.

Explanation: "I think so myself." Speaking of this sentence, He Yan's eyebrows rarely raised, and he heard: "He seems to like me to call him Brother Jiang Zhun."

(End of this chapter)