My CP sends sugar every day [ABO]

The scorching sun made Yang Meimei's mind in a mess.

Standing in front of Duan Jiu, talking and laughing with this unknown handsome guy, she looked very familiar.It was seven or eight points similar to the handsome guy she saw in the group photo of fans when she swiped Weibo a few minutes ago.

But the behavior of this little handsome guy can be called weird, after all, who has nothing to do during the day and hides behind the discarded cardboard boxes, poking his head out from time to time like a thief.

There is also a bag on my shoulder, judging by the size of the bag, it feels like it is used to hold a camera.

Bringing a camera at this time is not a paparazzi, or a...

Damn, wait a minute, isn't this her Zhan brother? !

Duan Jiu may not be able to see it, but Yang Meimei, who is also a die-hard fan, can see at a glance the ecstasy that is about to overflow the eye sockets under Wu Qianze's apology, and this little brother has a camera on his back And the big shoulder bag of the aid. How can normal people carry such a big bag when they go out to the mall.

Combined with Wu Qianze's previous sneaky actions, Yang Meimei's mind suddenly came to a major conclusion.

Such a strange whereabouts, such a deliberate approach to strike up a conversation.

This bastard young man covered in trendy brands must be the legendary creature who was spurned by many fans-sasaengfan!

Little did he know that Wu Qianze, who was mistaken for an illegitimate meal, was enjoying the hard-won time together.

But happy times are always short-lived.

"Well, is it Duanjiu?"

A female voice with confirmation sounded from behind, and it happened that the autumn wind was blowing in the face, blowing the little flowers living in the cracks by the roadside and swaying.

Duan Jiu followed the voice and turned around to look, only to see a little girl with a single ponytail standing in front of her. The little girl looked familiar, her round cheeks were powdery, and her eyelids were drooping because she was shy so she didn't dare to look up. Wearing a green apron with "x dots" printed on it in white.

Duan Jiu thought for a while and realized that this is the employee of the milk tea shop who just ordered for him.

"I am, may I ask you..." Duan Jiu's voice was soft and his words were clear, which gradually eased Yang Meimei's tense nerves.

"I, I'm your fan. I've liked you for many years!!" Duan Jiu didn't finish the second half of the sentence, Yang Meimei naturally followed up, and took out a temporary loan from her friend just now from the pocket of her apron. Paper and pen for her.

"Today, I didn't have the chance to meet you at the event because I had a shift. I didn't expect such a coincidence that I could meet you at this time."

"I recognized you in the store just now, but, but I'm not ashamed to say." Yang Meimei held the pen and paper in her hands, and the only sound in her ears was the sound of her heartbeat like thunder, "It just so happened that I was resting at the back door. I just saw you here, after much deliberation, I still want to confirm if it is you."

The friend hid behind the iron gate not far from Yang Meimei, and listened to Yang Meimei's erratic words, leaving no room for the main point, and wanted to rush out to help her finish her words in a hurry.

Isn't it so difficult to ask for an autographed photo? ! !

Come out with the aura you usually use to fight with idiots on the Internet, sister! ! !

The anxious friend didn't know that Yang Meimei was actually more anxious than she was.

"Thank you for liking me."

"!!!"

Hearing Duan Jiu talking to her, Yang Meimei's heart skipped a beat.

Duan Jiu smiled lightly, the warm light of the afternoon just shone on him, covering his slightly curly black hair with golden light, like a fallen god, but gentle without any arrogance that a god should have.

Yang Meimei shook her head for a moment, and then heard the god in front of her continue to speak.

"With the paper and pen, do you want me to sign it?" Duan Jiu pointed to the white paper that was about to be crumpled in her hand.

Only then did Yang Meimei come to her senses, and nodded quickly: "Yes! Yes!"

After speaking, she handed the pen and paper to Duan Jiu together. Because she was too nervous, her hands were trembling slightly uncontrollably.

Duan Jiu took it and flipped the front and back: "Although I really want to sign for you, I'm sorry, but I can't sign on white paper."

Duan Jiu regretfully returned the pen and paper to Yang Meimei.

Yang Meimei admitted that when she heard the words of refusal, she felt lost for a moment, but she quickly adjusted her mood and smiled: "It's okay, I'm very happy to see you!"

Duan Jiu continued to ask: "Have you brought your mobile phone? I always feel that it is my loss not to take a photo with a lovely girl like you."

Hearing that the idol she had admired for many years actually praised her for being cute, Yang Meimei's face, which was just puffy, suddenly turned red, and there was a hint of tinnitus in her ears.

She lowered her head and rummaged through her pockets, and took out her phone. When she unlocked the screen, Wu Qianze, who had been standing beside her and couldn't talk, saw Yang Meimei's phone screen saver was a handsome Duanjiu.

And he had never seen this photo before, and he didn't know where Yang Meimei got it.

Wu Qianze, who was supposed to be the same bearer, wanted to ask the girl who just reached his shoulder at this moment.

Where did that handsome Duan Jiu on your screensaver come from?

Sorry, I want it too.

But in the end, Wu Qianze chose to suppress this impulse with strong willpower.

When taking a group photo, Wu Qianze tactfully retreated to the side as a "quiet background board".

The person holding the mobile phone was Duan Jiu. Before taking the photo, he asked the little girl if she needed a beauty treatment.

"No need! The original camera is fine!" The little girl blushed and waved her hands quickly.

After getting a negative answer, Duan Jiu bent his knees slightly, and only looked at the camera when he lowered his height to about the same as Yang Meimei.

The sound of the shutter signaled the end of the group photo. After returning the phone to Yang Meimei, the friend poked his head out from behind the iron gate and shouted at Yang Meimei: "Xiaomei! The store manager is looking for you!"

Yang Meimei turned her head: "Understood!"

Seeing this, Duan Jiu said softly: "Then I won't disturb your work."

Wu Qianze took the opportunity to witness the needle insertion: "I haven't paid you for your milk tea yet, let's go."

Hearing Wu Qianze's voice, Duan Jiu remembered his cup of milk tea that died young.

After saying goodbye, Wu Qianze pulled Duan Jiu contentedly, turned around and left.

Yang Meimei, who was still not satisfied, looked at the back of Duan Jiu's leaving, and stood there without moving.

At this time, Duan Jiu suddenly turned his head, smiled and waved at her.

"There is a chance to see you next time!"

Until the figures of Duan Jiu and Wu Qianze disappeared around the corner, Yang Meimei couldn't recover from the dreamlike feeling just now.

In the end, the friend couldn't stand it any longer, so he walked directly from behind the iron gate to Yang Meimei's side, and patted Yang Meimei's shoulder.

"It turns out that when you were in school, didn't you punch the little bastards outside the school looking for trouble? Why don't you even feel embarrassed to say a word now."

Yang Meimei ignored her.

Duan Jiu drank Wu Qianze's milk tea to make amends to his heart's content.

Wu Qianze couldn't think of any better reason to keep Duan Jiu, so the two parted in front of the employee-only elevator.

"Thank you for the milk tea."

"fine."

After saying that, Wu Qianze just watched helplessly as his sweetheart melted into all kinds of people and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Duan Jiu over there drank the milk tea in the cup smoothly in the elevator, and Duan Jiu, who had regained his happiness, remembered that there was a "□□" hidden upstairs.

Whoops, let me go, I forgot about the existence of Li Xiao, the sugar intake tester.

Duan Jiu got out of the elevator with an uneasy heart.

I thought that when I opened the door, I would be reprimanded by Li Xiao, who was as vicious as a ghost, but I didn't expect to meet the other party answering the phone by the window sill.

"Yes, I've received it. I'll discuss the script with him, eh."

Hearing the sound of the door lock being opened by the key, Li Xiao, who was leaning on the window sill and making a phone call, turned her head and signaled Duan Jiu with her eyes to go and sit obediently on the sofa.

Li Xiao's eyes expressed a sentence nakedly.

If you are sensible, then hurry up and obediently stay with me.

Seeing this, Duan Jiu had no choice but to turn around and sit on the small sofa.

The person in charge of the shopping mall thoughtfully arranged single resting rooms for all the artists in the crew. Although the rooms are not very big, they are clean and bright.

"Okay, okay, thank you, I will contact you if there is any cooperation in the future."

After hanging up the phone, Li Xiao looked at Duan Jiu who was sitting on the sofa and stared at him innocently, and the lecture scripts that were full of him broke into a mess.

Alas, forget it.

Li Xiao raised his hand to help the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose. He didn't say anything serious, but just sighed: "No matter what you want to do secretly, you must remember to bring your phone?"

Duan Jiu squinted at the cell phone lying carelessly on the table, and nodded obediently like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Don't worry, don't worry, it won't happen next time."

Li Xiao: "..."

Little thing, do you still want to have a next time? ? ?

But Li Xiao didn't dwell on this matter for too long, because there was something more important waiting for him.

"A director contacted me just now. He has a web drama script on hand. I roughly read the content and characters in it. I think it's okay. The script is on the coffee table. Tell me what you think after you read it."

After Li Xiao said this, Duan Jiu noticed that on the coffee table full of various fruits, Li Xiao specially cleaned out a flat place, on which there was an A4-sized notebook.

While Duan Jiu was quietly reading the script, Li Xiao took two disposable paper cups from the coffee table, turned around and went to the water dispenser to get a cup of warm water.

Li Xiao put a glass of water in front of Duan Jiu, then sat on the sofa next door and drank slowly with the glass in one hand.

He looked around the house, and finally set his eyes on Duan Jiu who was leaning on the sofa and reading the script.

For a while, there are mixed feelings in my heart.

Li Xiao has lived for 31 years, and he has never seen Duan Jiu so unlike a rich second generation.

He is obviously a master's student who graduated from a famous foreign university, his parents are famous people, not to mention his wealth, and he will not leave with a smooth and bright future, but he returned to China and became an [-]th-tier star who had no such person.

It's bitter and tiring, and you have to be looked down upon by those pheasants.

I really don't understand what he thinks.

After Li Xiao drank the water, he threw the empty cup into the trash can.

He also really didn't know what Duan Jiu was thinking, obviously his brother sent six-figure pocket money to his card every week, and Li Xiao had never seen Duan Jiu during the three years since his debut. I thought about using that card.

Because of this, Duan Jiu, who has a lot of money, can obviously buy the best high-end apartment in the second ring road of the urban area, but he moves into a small rental house on the edge of the urban area on the grounds of saving money, and is "forced" to live in "poverty". "life.

"Ding--"

Li Xiao was still distracted by a reminder, he looked down at the lit phone screen.

The above is a message sent with the comment "annoying younger brother controlling madman".

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