Master Sheng, Ma’am, She Became Popular All Over the World with Her Fortune-telling Skills

Fan Jinyun greeted him almost subconsciously, and after blinking to suppress his emotions, he smiled slightly and said, "Master."

Sheng Shijing glanced at her lightly, then withdrew her gaze, passed her and continued walking towards Xie Xihe: "Why did you run out alone?"

As he said, he raised his hand and put a windbreaker on her shoulders: "It's windy."

Xie Xihe glanced at the bright sun above his head, and was a little speechless: "The highest temperature today is nineteen degrees."

Sheng Shijing: "The minimum is six degrees."

Xie Xihe: "..."

All right, she lost.

The corners of Sheng Shijing's lips curved into a smile, and she reached out to pull her hair out of her clothes, then took her hand, and said, "I asked Ruan Shaohuai to bring the food, go eat at my place."

Xie Xihe refused: "There are too many people."

Sheng Shijing took out his phone and checked the time, it was ten fifty.

He shook his phone and said, "It will be at least four hours before you take the stage, are you sure you want to hang around outside for so long?"

He glanced at the small side door of the gymnasium, and there were already spectators peeking outside one after another: "There will be no fewer people here in a while."

Xie Xihe glanced back, and was successfully persuaded by him: "All right."

Sheng Shijing's smile deepened.

I couldn't help rubbing her cheek with my thumb, and said in a slow voice: "Don't worry, as long as you don't want to make it public, no news will spread."

Xie Xihe didn't doubt this, so he didn't think about it so much, and let him take her hand and walk forward.

When passing by Fan Jinyun, he paused and turned his head to look: "Miss Fan, self-fantasy, is it interesting?"

Fan Jinyun's face changed, and he opened his mouth to speak.

Xie Xihe didn't give her a chance to speak, and suddenly turned cold: "I can't stop you from fantasizing about anything, but I can't stop those who covet me."

Her brows and eyes suddenly condensed, with extreme arrogance and wantonness, her aura was even more powerful, and she rushed straight towards Fan Jinyun!

Like a gust of wind, or a rushing sea, Fan Jinyun felt an irresistible sense of oppression rushing towards her face, which made her subconsciously back away, her face turning pale.

At the same time, the trembling feeling that originated from the soul resurfaced again. Under the cold gaze of the girl, Fan Jinyun shuddered all over, and finally fell down on the ground unbearably.

Xie Xihe lost his expression, glanced at her again, and pulled Sheng Shijing away.

Fan Jinyun looked up with difficulty, but only saw the backs of the two leaving side by side.

Anger, humiliation, embarrassment, jealousy... all kinds of emotions surfaced in my heart, and finally all turned into uncontrollable hatred in my eyes.

How dare she!

She is a dignified descendant of the Sanskrit race, and the blood flowing in her body is the blood bestowed by the gods. She is the most noble race in the world!

She is an ordinary girl from the outside world, why would she dare to treat her like this!

Fan Jinyun subconsciously didn't think about why Xie Xihe was able to suppress her. At this moment, there was only one thought in her mind - anyone who blasphemed the blood of the gods would have to die!

That girl...damn her!

There was a call from a distance, and Fan Jinyun lowered his eyes to suppress the surging hatred and killing intent, and struggled to get up on the ground.

"Jinyun, why did you come here? Ticket checking has started over there, and everyone is waiting for you to enter." A girl with long, wavy hair said.

After the words fell, he couldn't help but look forward, with a look of doubt in his eyes: "Hey, look at that, why does that person's back look so similar to our Jing Zai? Could it be Jing Zai?"

Fan Jinyun's face was a bit ugly, but he quickly covered it up, and casually straightened his clothes and said, "How is it possible, Jing Zai is probably busy with the show at the moment, so how could he come to such a corner."

She glanced at the backs of the two who disappeared by the side door, lowered her eyes to hide the darkness in her eyes, and said calmly: "It's just two spectators, they just came here to ask for directions."

"Oh oh oh." The big wave girl thought about it, so she didn't get entangled. She pulled Fan Jinyun's hand and said, "Then let's go, the ticket checking line has already lined up on the road. Know when to wait."

A look of boredom flashed in Fan Jinyun's eyes, and he said "hmm".

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At the same time, in Sheng Shijing's private dressing room.

As soon as the door of the dressing room was closed, there was a strong attack. Xie Xihe was slightly startled, and subconsciously shouted: "Sheng..."

After saying a word, a shadow fell in front of his eyes.

In the next moment, the lips were hot.

The rest of the words can no longer be said.

Different from the gentle, restrained, and casual entanglement in the past, Sheng Shijing approached her with an aggressive attitude, with a storm-like arrogance, accompanied by an increasingly hot temperature, burning each other bit by bit sanity.

The peach blossom eyes sparkled, and Xie Xihe subconsciously tightened his hand on the man's chest.

I don't know how long it took, Sheng Shijing eased the offensive, but still pecked and kissed her, pressing her lips and calling her: "Qingqing."

again and again.

It was an extremely hoarse voice, carrying a certain suppressed emotion, and Xie Xihe's heart trembled slightly.

The redness at the end of the eyes deepened, and he responded in a low voice: "Yes."

Sheng Shijing pressed her forehead against hers, and called again: "Qingqing."

Xie Xihe couldn't stand it any longer, looked up at him, his glass-colored pupils lost their previous clarity, and were a little foggy: "What's wrong?"

Sheng Shijing stared into her eyes for a long time, then bent her lips and smiled.

It was a very obvious smile that was different from before.

With a smile, he is like a general of frost and snow, like the light of the sun and the moon.

It is so bright and bright that it makes people unable to move their eyes away.

Xie Xihe's breathing was slightly stagnant.

Sheng Shijing raised her hand to caress her face, the smile on her lips didn't diminish, and said, "Qingqing, I like it very much."

Xie Xihe: "Huh?"

Sheng Shijing gently held her face, pecked it again, and said, "I like you to say, I am yours, and no one else is allowed to covet her."

Only then did Xie Xihe come to his senses, embarrassment flashed across his eyes, but he raised his eyebrows lightly: "Are you?"

"I am."

Sheng Shijing replied very seriously, so serious that Xie Xihe accidentally fell into his dark eyes.

When Ruan Shaohuai pushed the door and entered, what he saw was the scene of the two staring at each other. His heart skipped a beat, he closed the door reflexively, and said at the same time: "I'm blind, you can do whatever you want."

But before he closed the door and walked away, Sheng Shijing, who came back to his senses, opened the door again, glanced at him and said, "Where's the meal?"

Ruan Shaohuai weakly raised the food box in his hand.

Sheng Shijing reached out to take it, and looked sideways at Xie Xihe: "Eat?"

Xie Xihe lowered his eyes and suppressed his distraction, and walked forward with a reply. The two sat down side by side on the sofa beside the tea table.

Ruan Shaohuai looked at it, and he didn't want to leave or stay for a while.

Fortunately, Xie Xihe still remembered that there was such a person as him, and looked at him sideways: "Brother Ruan?"

Ruan Shaohuai glanced at his artist boss, and was relieved to see that he didn't respond, and then walked in.

He closed the door smoothly.