The Idol Group Pet Became a Final Boss!

"I took the pulse for you, it should be hypoglycemia. What's wrong with you? Dizziness? Nausea?" He said in a gentle, gentle tone, patient.

Jiang Chen reluctantly got up and stood up, leaning against the wall and thanking weakly, "I'm fine, thank you... sister."

Speaking of which, he made his debut earlier than Yi, but he is only 19 years old this year.

Xiangyi still likes such polite and good-looking children, and asks: "Are you going to go to this dressing room to rest for a while?" She added, "You are alone, I won't go in."

After all, she still bears the reputation of "spoiling" Little Fresh Meat at every turn...

Jiang Chen obviously knew the rumors too, and his expression was a little embarrassed, "No, I'm old and sick, don't bother my sister."

Appropriately slightly chin: "Okay, then you take care of yourself."

After all, she really didn't mean to continue to care about him, carrying the skirt Shi Shiran into the dressing room.

Jiang Chen felt a strange feeling inexplicably in his heart, and he called Xiangyi in a strange way: "Sister...Is there any sugar?"

Because of the recent recording of "Heartbeat", the agent has always said that he was fat in the live footage. He has barely eaten anything in the past few days. He still squeezes time to do sports and dance at night. He is afraid to wait for the annual meeting The scene was dizzy again.

It is appropriate to dig out a few candies from the handbag for him.

There are everything from soft candies, fruit candies, and chocolates.

She likes children, so she has sugar all year round.

But recently it seems to be used to coax big friends...

Jiang Chen rubbed the edge of the candy paper and whispered: "Thank you." He is not a eloquent person. He has always been passive in social interactions, but at this time, strangely, he has nothing to say, "Is my sister a Chinese medicine doctor? "

"I only know fur." ​​The girl's clear eyes fell on him, her slender eyelashes blinked, and she saw through Jiang Chen's embarrassment and anxiety. She said, "Should I bring you a chair?"

Jiang Chen was obviously relieved, the next second he hung his head and felt ashamed.

He felt that he was really contradictory. He was afraid that Hexiangyi had a scandal, but he couldn't help but want to rely on her like a chick.

But Xiangyi didn't seem to care, so he carried a chair with a backrest to him, and also included a lovely pillow of Anan.

At the end of the corridor where no one was paying attention, after the voice-activated light was off, it was dim and dim, and Xiangyi did not talk to him again. The surroundings were quiet, but Jiang Chen felt extremely safe.

He squeezed the suede pillow, soft and warm.

The rich milk fragrance bloomed on the tip of the tongue, the dizziness subsided, and vision and physical strength began to slowly recover.

I couldn't help but glanced at the dressing room, the door was half open, and the girl's skirt was faintly visible, like the red freesia raised by my mother's hometown, the most bright and splendid appearance in full bloom.

She... is different from the rumors.

In fact, he can see clearly what he is doing as long as he pushes the door with a little force.

play cell phone? daze? Touch up makeup?

But Jiang Chen's eyes only burned for a moment, and then dimmed again.

…

Jiang Chen had already left when Anan came to pick him up.

A few pieces of candy paper on the cushions are like standing in a military position, neatly placed, as if they have obsessive-compulsive disorder.

...

In the nanny car.

Ananti held the handbag, feeling the bag vibrating constantly, and hurriedly took out the phone inside.

"Hey, see if someone is looking for you in a hurry."

It is appropriate to open the screen, the text message comes from the column of unknown contact.

Click to open, it is a photo of the small brain axe, no more, no less, nine pictures together.

And two text messages:

——It is very good.

——Watching the live broadcast in my arms.