Master’s a Byoukidere and Needs Pampering!

"I hit someone tonight, maybe someone shot it, you can help me deal with it."

Qiao Nanchu's uncle engaged in the media, he was a big man in this category.

He said that there was no problem, and before finally hanging up the phone, he also asked: "Go to bed early to raise your kidneys."

Jiang Zhi: Dog stuff!

The next day, the hot search on Weibo was overwhelmed by Xiao Yunsheng, and Yang Xi knew everything about the scene of the car accident at the concert, and the ignorance of the guests. There were a lot of negative news.

Fortunately, Xiao Yunsheng's fan loyalty is very high, and it is impossible to remove fans.

Oh, it’s worth mentioning that in addition to Xiao Yunsheng, another name came out of the cracks.

Fang Ideal was slumped and fell asleep. The phone rang, and she turned over and didn't want to worry about it. She didn't know which offensive guy it was.

She stretched out a hand from the quilt, touched the phone, then retracted into the quilt, dozing off and still not awake: "Hey..."

"Still sleeping?"

It's her agent.

Fang Ideal yawned and got up from the bed: "What's the matter?"

"What's the matter with Xia Hansong?"

She pulled her hair, fell asleep, and was still a little dizzy: "Xia Hansong? Who?"

Lin Shang was speechless for a while: "You have all gone to the concert with others, and you asked who am I?"

concert?

Oh, remembering.

"That Xiao Zimo."

Forgive her for her blindness. Seven or eight of the more than a dozen boys in that idol boy group looked almost the same. They had beautiful eyes, nose and mouth. They were all beautiful boys, and she couldn't tell who they were in a short time. who is it.

"What mess?" Lin Shang said seriously, "I ask you, why did you go to the concert with Xia Hansong?"

Wrong!

Fang Ideal immediately dismissed: "I didn't go together, I met on the road."

"You were photographed by paparazzi." Lin Shang asked her to read Weibo by herself, "The abortion storm has just subsided, and you have another rumored boyfriend."

Fang Ideal couldn't understand it: "I've been wrapped up like that, how come I was still filmed? Is it that I have become so popular?"

Lin Shang cruelly pierced her: "The paparazzi didn't shoot you, they went to Xia Hansong."

Xia Hansong is the hottest fresh meat recently, and it is very popular.

So, she is lying down? Fang Ideal scratched his head: "What should I do now?"

"Hurry up to the company, Xia Hansong's agent has come over and is talking to the boss."

Xia Hansong's agent is Sun Yaoguang. In the circle, he is a well-known old fried dough stick. When he is not confused, his hair is almost gone. He straightened his bald head and gave him his nickname-Sun Huatou.

Sun Yaoguang has made a lot of celebrities popular, and he is best at hype.

"They are quite old, and they have been on two shows together. The fans are quite knocking on them. This time the scandal came out, and there is no bad voice on the Internet. It is better to take advantage of this momentum and make a stir." Sun Yaoguang plans to do well. "I don’t have to talk about it, I just need to interact occasionally. It’s better to be really together. If you’re not together, you have to keep a good grasp of it. It’s easy to get confused if you are too much."

He finished.

On the opposite sofa, Xue Baoyi stretched out one leg in a stab, and put one leg on the coffee table, and did not make a statement.

Sun Yaoguang took a sip of tea: "Little Erye, what do you think?"

He answered lazily: "Not very good."

Sun Yaoguang smiled and said, "Where does the little second master feel inappropriate?"

"Nowhere is appropriate."

The little second master's tone was unhappy everywhere, dissatisfied everywhere.

Sun Yaoguang listened respectfully.

"Fang Ideal is an acting school. She has a very high position. She walks on the big screen and wants to fry CP with her." Xue Baoyi raised her eyebrows. "Let your celebrity go get a actor. Bundled with movie cafes."

Is your artist worthy of my artist?

The implication is this.

Xia Hansong is also a top-tier traffic. When it comes to the mouth of the little second master, it is so useless. Sun Yaoguang guessed that his artist accidentally offended this master.

He persuaded him with a shy old face: "Little Erye, do you want to stop thinking about it? China Entertainment is now in charge of Xue Sanye. We are all a family, and doing so is a win-win-"

Xue Baoyi: "A win-win ass."

Sun Yaoguang: "..." He just slid his head again, even when he reached this bandit, he couldn't get slid anymore.

Xue bandit's disgusting tone: "Who is with your family, is your surname Xue?" He hummed, "Is Xia Hansong's surname Xue?"

This landlord!

Sun Yaoguang laughed with him: "San Ye's surname is Xue."

When the two brothers Jin Song and Jin Lei were fighting, the Xue family’s third master stepped in and took control of the Jin family. Later, Xue Sanye was in charge of the Jin family’s business, and China Entertainment was just a brokerage company under it. Busy, naturally I won’t be so careful, but this Tuba Wang and Xue Sanye are not uncles and nephews, Sun Yaoguang only then moved out the big Buddha Xue Sanye, but he didn't know that Tuba Wang didn't eat this set at all.

He didn't entertain the oil and salt, so he said: "Then let Xue Bingxue come and tell me."

Don't dare, San Ye doesn't care about this thing at all.

Xue Baoyi became impatient and waved away like a fly: "Go out and see you."

Sun Yaoguang: "..."

Who did he provoke?

In addition to the office, Sun Yaoguang called Xiao Zhuang aside: "Chen Tezhu, is there anything wrong with Xiao Erye recently? Why is it so angry?"

Let's just talk about the cp speculation. It is clearly a win-win situation. One lacks traffic and the other lacks resources. Isn't the two hitting it off? If you don't agree, you can lose your temper.

Xiao Zhuang himself is also miserable: "It is estimated that it is very irritable these two days."

Sun Yaoguang was puzzled: "There are not many in this emperor who dared to offend him, who has eaten Xiongxin Leopard's courage."

Xiao Zhuang's fat toot face was flushed and bright: "I don't know who it is, I respect him as a man."

"Also," Sun Yaoguang inquired, "What's the origin of this Fang's ideal? Isn't it just to fry a cp, and it is necessary for Xiao Erye to intervene in person?"

There are not hundreds of female artists in Baoguang, but dozens of them, right? Little Erye is too busy to be so idle, so he won't be busy with movie investment and run over to take care of a little artist.

Xiao Zhuang thinks like this: "After all, it's a weaver girl. The second master has a good relationship with Dao Jiang, and of course we must take care of it."

Sun Yaoguang touched his bald head: "Don't take care of you in bed then."

Fang Ideal just behind them: "..."

Who said that you went to bed? !

Obviously, I took care of it in the bathtub!

Lin Shang also heard these words, and relieved her: "Don't worry, Lao Sun just owes his mouth, and he is not bad."

The two returned to Lin Shang's office.

Fang Ideal has caught a bad cold these days. She didn't go to the hospital either. She carried it on her own and was somewhat sluggish: "How was the talk?"

When Sun Yaoguang and Xue Baoyi were talking inside, Lin Shang was outside, and the situation was clear, but her agent had no say.

"The boss does not agree to fry CP, both sides will refute the rumors."

Fang Ideal was very satisfied with this result: "Then it's okay for me, I'm going back?" She recently caught a cold and was always sleepy.

Lin Shang asked her: "When will work start?"

She was in a daze: "The New Year is coming soon, let's take annual leave first."

Lin Shang saw that her condition was not right, and she was a little thinner: "Is the illness better? What did the doctor say?"

Xue Baoyi didn't knock on the door, but rushed in: "Where are you uncomfortable?"

Fang Ideal was lying on the sofa, glanced at him, but did not answer him.

Lin Shang had good eyesight, and pretended to answer the phone: "I have something to do, so let's go ahead." She went out first and closed the door by the way.

There were only two people left in the room, and Fang Ideal was uncomfortable.

Xue Baoyi also didn't know what to say. He obviously felt that this'employee' had a very bad temper these days. He was also a little confused about her for some reason, and he didn't know what was guilty, but he was very guilty. It felt like eating chicken. When he accidentally exploded her, his nose was not his nose and his eyes were not eyes, just like a grandson.

Okay, what's the difference with her and a woman, he asked, "Is the place where the dog bites?"

Fang Ideal gave a hmm, his answer was perfunctory.

Xue Baoyi thinks that she is a patient. She doesn't care about her, but also cares about his employees: "Bite me, show me."

He just took a step forward.

Fang Ideal immediately shrank back: "Boss, men and women are not getting married."

It made him look like a prodigal son, and Xue Baoyi was upset: "If I can still eat, you can't do it?" If you don't show it, you won't see it. Who is rare to see it!

"That Xia Hansong, did you really go to the concert with him?"

This sentence is a questioning tone, like a question of sin.

Fang Ideal is angry: "Can't it?"

Xue Baoyi immediately said: "No." After saying that, he found a reason and said righteously, "The company has regulations that female artists in the rising period are not allowed to fall in love."

Let the rules tell the matter, right.

He opened Baoguang, or what he said.

Fang Ideal was sulking at first, and being so stubbornly entangled by him, he became even more angry. He had to confront him: "Your original remark is that you are not allowed to secretly fall in love, and you need to report it to you."

Xue Baoyi's eyes were dangerous: "Are you reporting to me now?"

She does not deny: "Do you approve?"

"not approved."

"Oh."

Gone?

Disapproval, then, will you not secretly associate, will you? Xue Baoyi felt unhappy when he thought of this possibility: "Don't you really like that little white face?"

Little white face is better than you, a **** who forgets after you roll!

She didn't want to talk to the bastard: "This is my personal business."

Xue Baoyi felt that she was taking care of her little white face and was very uncomfortable. She felt like ‘the cabbage I grew before was eaten by someone else’s pig’.

Xia Hansong that pig!

Xue Baoyi didn't vomit and was unhappy: "What's so good about that little white face, girls chirp, can't sing, dance is so good, not to mention acting, it's just shit."

Fang Ideal: "..."

The **** is not enough, although it is very awkward.

"People look good."

Xue Baoyi snorted: "My brother Zhizhi's face was tens of thousands of blocks away!"

Fang Ideal felt that he was making trouble unreasonably: "If you are fine, I will leave first."

She left as soon as she finished speaking.

With a bang, she slammed the door shut.

Is this going to rebel? !

Xue Baoyi felt that this employee had recently become bolder, just like she had taken a third-level head in the game, just like the third-level A, dare to walk sideways throughout the Jedi.

He opened the WeChat group chat.

The first commander of the imperial capital: "I ask you something."

Qiao Nanchu: "Say."

If he said he was helpless by a woman, wouldn't it be a shame, Xue Baoyi changed his view.

The first handsome in the imperial capital: "We have a cat in our family. We used to be very obedient and obedient. What's wrong with grinning at me recently?"

Qiao Nanchu: "Dislike you."

The first handsome in the imperial capital: "No!" He is so handsome!

The first commander of the imperial capital: "We used to have a good relationship."

Xue Bingxue also bubbled.

I am a little ice and snow: "Isn't your mother allergic to cat hair? When did you raise a cat?"

Oh, he forgot this when he made up the story.

The first commander of the imperial capital: "A relative's."

Even if his uncle asked him which relative he was, he quickly fooled him.

The first handsome of the imperial capital: "Don't go far, teach me first, how can I train that cat to be obedient and obedient."

Qiao Nanchu: "I have never raised a cat, I don't know."

Jiang Zhi bubbling.

My girlfriend Fangbao's little ancestor: "Have a meal."

How rude!

The first handsome in the imperial capital: "My relatives love that cat very much and cannot be beaten." The girl's family can't be beaten or scolded if she doesn't listen to her discipline.

I am a little ice and snow: "Then coax."

The first handsome in the imperial capital: "She ignores me."

I am a little ice and snow: "She?"

The first commander of the imperial capital: "I made a typo."

The first commander of the imperial capital: "It ignores me." Almost revealing.

My girlfriend Fangbao's little ancestor: "Carry your relatives on your back and have a fight."

My girlfriend Fangbao's little ancestor: "One meal is not enough, another one."

Look at this person!

With a beautiful face, why is it so feminine.

The first commander of the imperial capital: "Don't just shut up and fight, we are all civilized people."

Jiang Zhi sent a picture of a dog.

The first handsome of the imperial capital: "Let me make an analogy. If it is your girlfriend who is disobedient, what do you do?" It is not suitable to be a cat, or a girlfriend is more appropriate, at least it is a person.

My girlfriend Fangbao's little ancestor: "Our family is very good."

Qiao Nanchu: "Our family is also good."

I am a little ice and snow: [I am a lemon essence] GIF.

I didn't ask anything useful, and was stuffed with dog food. Xue Baoyi was very uncomfortable. Sitting on the sofa thinking, didn't she really like that little white face?

Nothing with him, no matter.

Oh shit!

He kicked the table irritably, got up and ran out.

Fang's ideal car had just drove out of the parking space, and a person suddenly rushed in from the front lane. She immediately stepped on the brakes, and her heart trembled in fright.

Xue Baoyi ran in a hurry, leaning on the car and panting: "I was almost killed by you."

Fang's ideals became very hot: "Then you still hit it!" It's fine to mix a little at ordinary times, and it's not dead!

Xue Baoyi is still reasonable: "Will you stop if you don't hit it?"

of course not!

He walked to the car window and ran, sweaty on his forehead: "Give me a word, do you really like that little white face with the surname Xia?" His tone was no longer pretentious, he was serious.

Fang Ideal put down the car window glass, just so, she also wanted a precise word: "Xue Baoyi, do you want to dive into me?"

Xue Baoyi put one hand on the roof of her car and retorted quickly and simply: "No."

"Then what do you want to do?"

He suddenly leaned over, looked at her from the car window, and blurted out: "I want to chase you." When he said the words, he was taken aback.

It's over, he is really crazy, he doesn't know when it started.

Fang Ideal was caught off guard by his gaze and was taken aback.

He was still bending over, looking at her level, and his tone was not as banditious as usual: "The game is not on, WeChat is blocked, and he still doesn't want to talk to me, do you know?"

Otherwise, I can't explain why she suddenly changed her attitude.

She said, "Yes."

"When did you know?" He didn't reveal anything in the game, and his voice was pinching.

Fang Ideal didn't want to go around, so he said directly: "The night you were calculated by Baili, I saw your memo."

Xue Baoyi understood.

It was from that night that she started scratching him like claws.

"What about you?" Fang Ideal asked him, "When did you know?"

Xue Baoyi was a little bit embarrassed: "I knew it from the beginning." He looked at her expression, but he was stunned, and her voice became quiet, "I saw your game interface on the set."

Acted with her for three months.

When she thought of asking him if he had a girlfriend, and even thinking about dating him online, she felt like a fool: "Is it fun to play with me? See how fun I am in games and reality, right? ?"

Xue Baoyi was a little flustered when she had never seen her speak so sternly, and immediately explained: "I didn't mean to lie to you. At first, I thought I told you that you wouldn't take me to the game. After that, it would be difficult to speak. I'm afraid you will get angry with me if you speak up."

How could she not be angry!

She is mad!

She didn't want to talk to him anymore.

Seeing her like this, Xue Baoyi couldn't get up hard, her voice was soft and flat, and a little wretched: "Is it mad at me these days because of this?"

She thought for a few seconds: "No."