bait [entertainment circle]

◎Senior sister and I have already◎

Surprise, really a surprise.

Standing in the middle of the living room, Shang Lingjue shut down for a moment, and only then did she take a closer look at Si Er's clothes.

The woman was wearing a white embroidered shirt, the hem of the shirt barely covered the thighs, and a pair of tight pants that were too short. In addition, the woman's long hair was soaked in snow water, and her whole body was as wet as cherry blossoms. Incredibly soft.

In such a situation, whoever saw it would say that she had an affair with Si Er, and Shang Lingjue would not be able to clear it up even if she jumped into the Yellow River.

"Shangshang, we bought you your favorite Wangzai milk and sugar tangerine in a super-large box, as well as honey butter flavored potato chips," Xia Zhixiao had already opened the door, slowly moving two Huge shopping bags.

The cold wind from outside blew in, and Si Er shivered slightly as he hugged himself.

"Come with me," Shang Lingjue immediately grabbed Si Er again, and led him to the nearest room regardless of 21.

This room has a sliding door. Just as Shang Lingjue closed the door, Lin Tang and the three of them walked in with their things.

"Hey, where's the captain?" Qi Meng asked as he put down Wangzai's milk.

"I'm in... the kitchen," Shang Lingjue looked around, confirmed his position, and after sighing lightly, he discovered a more terrifying fact——

Because she was too anxious to be discovered by others, she acted a little rough towards Si Er, the woman's collar was pulled away by her, and the skin as delicate as cherry snow was already covered with red marks.

What's more, Si Er was leaning against the sliding door, and was being held in her arms. The woman's face was pale, but her eyes were red, her red lips were slightly parted, and she looked at her timidly, her brows were bright, Chu Chu is pitiful and looks at Mei Xing Yan Yan.

"Shangshang, what are you doing in the kitchen? I think the pots and pans should be placed in the living room?" Lin Tang said carelessly, "Do you want me to come and help you?"

"No need," Shang Lingjue frowned, "I'm here, I'm..."

"Make ginger soup."

The warm whispers sounded in Shang Lingjue's ears, as soft and seductive as a cat's paw pressing on a cream cake. Shang Lingjue knew that he could breathe, smell, and even smell this woman as long as he tilted his head slightly. It is even more excessive.

For so many years, no matter when and where, this graceful and beautiful woman has never been so easy to get in front of others like today.

It's as if the clouds have fallen into the mortal world, noble and alienated, yet easily available and crushed by others.

Seemingly not worried about being seen by others, Si Er blinked lightly, and Rudai's black silk slipped down her delicate collarbone. She clearly still had that noble and restrained face, but somehow there was a taste of longing.

The only regret is that Shang Lingjue is no longer curious, she quickly got up and took a step back, "I'm making ginger soup, I'll be here in a while."

After hearing the footsteps of his teammates walking away, Shang Lingjue sighed softly, and saw Si Er deliberately flirting with himself, and asked coquettishly:

"Can you make ginger soup?"

"Uncooked."

Si Er approached Shang Lingjue, his peach eyes were full of intoxicating water, soft and charming, "Then I will cook for you, and you promise me a small condition, okay?"

"No, in the Internet age, I happen to be a modern person who can surf the Internet," Shang Lingjue shook his phone, smiled faintly at Si Er, and said:

"I've sent a text message to Sister Chen Yan saying that you have a fever. Guess, as your manager, will she let the patient wander outside?"

Sure enough, Si Er's face darkened, and she seemed to be unable to find an excuse to stay here any longer.

Shang Lingjue brushed his long hair behind his ears, and began to wash, chop, and cook ginger in one go, forgetting about the delicate and beautiful woman behind him.

Looking at the red mole on Shang Lingjue's white left ear, Si Er's heart moved slightly, and he asked hesitantly:

"Are your ears completely healed?"

Looking at the boiling water, Shang Lingjue was taken aback for a moment, then said easily, "The doctor said there is nothing wrong with it."

"That's good, do you want me to accompany you to the hospital for further examination..." Si Er followed behind Shang Lingjue, wanting to pull the hem of this man's clothes but did not dare.

"No, Senior Sister and the others have accompanied me there."

There was steam in the small space, and the two fell into silence again. Shang Lingjue still turned his back to Si Er, with a flawless profile that was beautiful and indifferent.

Syl was twisting the buttons of her shirt, her fingertips were tangled with the fabric, her wet eyelashes were distinct, and she couldn't hide the gloom in her eyes.

"Sister Chen Yan is already outside." Shang Lingjue's tone rose, and she quickly walked to the door to look outside, "They are still watching TV, they should not notice you, go away."

Hearing Shang Lingjue's joy, S Er clenched his hands that were buttoning his clothes, and his fingertips turned white.

Not allowing Si Er to think too much, Shang Lingjue covered Si Er's mouth, and dragged Si Er from the kitchen to the door quietly like a puppy again.

With a bang, the door closed, making Si Er almost unable to react.

Perhaps it was due to dancing practice, the girl's strength was too strong, and she pulled herself out easily.

When the two touched, she could feel the temperature and curve of the girl's skin under the sweater, youthful vitality, infinite beauty.

It's just that it's fleeting, and it's as beautiful as a dream.

When Si Er was still alone in a daze, Chen Yan had already held a thick cashmere coat and put it on her body.

"Miss Si, what are you doing? You ran to your ex-wife's house late at night, developed a high fever, and then died of freezing on the street," Chen Yan said helplessly, wishing he could knock Si Er unconscious right now. Silly.

"I don't have a fever," Sier looked at the three black Land Rover that came to pick her up, even though she looked downcast, she was still charming, but her tone sounded tired and bored.

"Yes, yes, I also think that you don't have a fever, but that you are crazy." Chen Yan put an umbrella on Si Er, and led them to the car. "We sent away the media along the way. If you go crazy for a few more hours, It will definitely be the number one in the hot search."

"Go back to the city center first," Si Er was sitting in the back seat of the car, rubbing the emerald ring on his left ring finger with a lonely expression.

On the co-pilot, Chen Yan turned his head to look at Si Er, who was wrapped tightly in his coat and his face was pale, from time to time, but he stopped when he wanted to say something.

She remembered that she had asked Shang Lingjue in the text message just now, if something happened to Si Er, why did she run over to find Shang Lingjue in a snowy day.

As a result, it took a long time for Shang Lingjue to reply casually: I'm lost and need to cool down.

Both in and out of the words are full of absent-mindedness, which is quite different from Shang Lingjue's obedient and obedient appearance before.

Although the current Sier still looks like the respected, noble and inviolable Princess Her Royal Highness, it always makes people feel a little different.

What's the difference, Chen Yan couldn't tell.

"Isn't it no wonder you worked so hard on filming and acting like you were urging yourself to find time to chase after Shang Lingjue?"

"Wangzai milk, is it delicious?" Si Er didn't answer Chen Yan's words, but asked this question sullenly.

"Haven't you ever drank it?" Chen Yan felt that he had asked a silly question. With Sir's delicate stomach, it was really impossible for her family to buy this for her. "It's sweet and delicious."

Sear nodded thoughtfully, and closed his eyes lazily.

"Why, you don't want to buy it for the puppet, do you?" Chen Yan rolled his eyes, "He used to cook a big table for you, but now that you're divorced, you have to start paying back again, isn't it too late for him? ?”

Si Er's expression was complicated, and his figure sitting in the car was pale and thin.

"Don't you forget that the last time you peeled the breaded crab for Shang Lingjue, Shang Lingjue didn't eat all of it and gave it to his teammates, and even went to drink her senior sister's pork rib soup."

Chen Yan suddenly thought of what Si Er was called. This is the elite in the workplace and the joy in love.

In the living room of the apartment, Shang Lingjue served ginger soup to his teammates, and the heat from the hot pot rose up. The fresh, spicy and spicy taste made the index finger move.

"I opened a can of Wangzai milk for you," Lin Tang took chopsticks to grab the fat cow with Qi Meng, "Why did you close the door just now, did anyone come in?"

"No," Shang Lingjue looked normal, and took a sip of Wangzai through a thin straw, "I'm throwing out the trash."

Lin Tang nodded, raised Xia Zhixiao's specially blended Baileys, and motioned for everyone to clink their glasses together.

"Our Meet has achieved remarkable results this year. We hope that in the new year, we can make persistent efforts and bravely enter the world."

"Tangtang, you're drunk," Xia Zhixiao looked at the two blobs of red on Lin Tang's face, and smiled indulgently, "But the four of us at Meet will definitely get better and better."

"Well, it will get better and better." Shang Lingjue held up a red pot and clinked glasses with three teammates respectively. "Zhi Xiao will definitely be able to play all the instruments he wants to play. Lemon can sing as many songs as she wants."

"Yes, don't worry about whether you will make money by doing this, and never cater to the market again," Lin Tang seemed to be a little drunk, but the excitement couldn't fade away.

Through the steam rising from the hot pot, Shang Lingjue looked at his teammates and said softly to himself: "You can also play more music that you want to play."

really good.

There was a lot of food bought from the supermarket. Since Yang Jia was not around, these people basically let go of their food, and put aside the cultivation of idols in the entertainment industry for the time being.

Shang Lingjue drank three cans of Wang Zai in a row, and ate several dishes of shrimp smoothies and crab sticks.

It was almost morning before they staggered to sleep on the sofa.

When they woke up, it was already close to the afternoon, and the snow light came in through the thick curtains, white and gentle.

Shang Lingjue reluctantly sat up, covered the others with blankets, stroked his messy hair, and decided to take a bath first.

"My God, no way, it was really photographed in the kitchen."

When Shang Lingjue came out wiping his hair, he heard Lin Tang slurping the juice from the soup dumpling and speaking vaguely.

Hearing the words "kitchen, being photographed", Shang Lingjue's heart rose to his throat.

She walked into the living room seemingly unintentionally, and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Shangshang, you are here, we were photographed by paparazzi!"

"No way, I'm so unlucky?" Shang Lingjue frowned, anxiously wanting to turn on the phone.

"What's wrong with you?" Xia Zhixiao glanced at Shang Lingjue, "The popular fried chicken who lives across from us was photographed in the kitchen with her little boyfriend."

"Is that so?" Shang Lingjue went to grab the bowl of tofu nao with a guilty conscience.

"Shangshang, why do I feel that there is something wrong with you? Are you hiding something from us?" Lin Tang was extremely keen like a puppy who suddenly smelled gossip.

"You think too much," Shang Lingjue rarely had such an embarrassing moment, but she was still very calm and calm.

Xia Zhixiao hurriedly gave Lin Tang a look, meaning that for a dark-bellied person like Shang Lingjue, it is impossible for you to pry out gossip.

The company kindly gave Meet a big holiday this time, and did not arrange work for them until after the Lantern Festival.

Except for a few large-scale commercial performances, it is the concert that was confirmed half a year ago.

This concert is mainly to commemorate the first anniversary of Meet's debut, and also has a lot of blessings for fans.benefit and feedback.

The preparations for the scene were very grand. Thirty or forty sets of performance costumes were ordered. The on-site equipment was all top-notch, and the venue could accommodate more than [-] spectators.

That's a huge difference from a year ago.

The time of the concert was set at [-] pm, and it continued until midnight, with several breaks to interact with fans in the middle.

The members of Meet came to the scene early in the morning to conduct the last tuning and rehearsal to ensure that there would be no problems in all aspects.

At [-]:[-] noon, when they returned to the venue after lunch, they suddenly found that the snow at the entrance was covered with delicate and beautiful rose petals, and the strong fragrance of flowers was also exuded in winter.

The tapestry-like petals are matched with white snow, so beautiful

mortal.This scene fits very well with the theme of their concert "Blooming Blossoms, I'll Wait for You".

"Why did it look like a wedding scene? The company's hand is big enough this time," Xia Zhixiao looked at the roses that looked like a fairy tale world, surprised, "Why didn't you tell us in advance?"

"Maybe the company wants to give us a surprise?" Shang Lingjue frowned in thought, feeling a little strange, "However, it's the way anyway, just go forward."

Although they had doubts in their hearts, they still changed clothes, put on makeup, and made styles step by step.

After discussing the details with the accompanist teacher, Shang Lingjue finally walked into the dressing room. When he saw a familiar makeup artist waiting for him, he smiled lightly and quickly sat down and closed his eyes to let the makeup artist do his best.

It wasn't until he smelled a faint cold fragrance in his nose that Shang Lingjue realized something was wrong, and slowly opened his eyes.

The author says:

感谢在2022-03-2222：00：04～2022-03-2322：00：03期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦～

Thanks to the little angel who cast the rocket launcher: I love Nat three thousand times and one;

Thanks to the little angel who cast the mine: 31484078, when to return, small motorcycle, one silent growler;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：南瓜土豆泥73瓶；猛1不落泪18瓶；左修言13瓶；Obtuseangle10瓶；55580699、陈十一、jokerw、海棠5瓶；今朝、576639172瓶；出门不带现金、米格1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!