The Great Villain is Not to Be Trifled With

After wasting this opportunity, Tian Dou was anxious in his heart because he didn't know when to wait for the next time.

"You're not going to work tomorrow?" Ling Qingxuan asked, Tiandou immediately ran to the room.

Gotta sleep! If she is late again, she will deduct the money, but her best friend and idol are at home, so she can't sleep with excitement.

"Then I'm going to bed, you rest early."

Tiandou reluctantly closed the door of the room, forget it, get up tomorrow and ask again.

There were only the two of them left in the living room, Ling Qingxuan finished the last bite of bread, "Come to my room."

Suddenly being invited, Luo Xian's heart was pounding, he waved his hand, wanting to say it was inappropriate, but the little girl had already walked towards the room.

He quickly followed in with the strawberry cake.

"Are you taking a shower now or go later?" Ling Qingxuan asked.

"Wait, wait a moment."

Aya Qingxuan found her clothes and went to the bathroom.

Leaving Luo Xian in the room was very uneasy.

He looked around.

The girl's room seemed to be simpler than he imagined, and the table was full of books and materials.

Luo Xian didn't dare to sit directly on her bed, so he walked to the table.

The book for the cake-making tutorial was on the table, and he flicked his fingers to flip through a few pages.

He even thought a little narcissistically that the little girl was watching it for him.

There are many classified books next to that book, mostly about entertainment and management.

Next to it, there were a few photos with the company and debut time marked on them, and the unpacked letter stated that Aya Qingxuan would pick a few more artists to bring along at the same time.

Is she going to bring someone new?

Luo Xian picked up the photo. The boys on it were younger than the other, with good body and handsome looks, and they sang and danced well.

Holding his fingers tightly, Luo Xian remembered the recent matter of Lu Yin looking for him.

Su Cheng's team has also recently added artists, Lu Yin can't see him often, and there are fewer announcements.

Lu Yin suspected that Su Cheng had given his favor to the newcomer. He went to see Su Cheng several times, but was turned away for various reasons.

He felt that Su Chenghui, like Luo Xian's previous manager, gradually became cold and gave up, and he was about to die. This was the case with Agent Wang before Lenovo, and Luo Xian didn't have any excess emotions.

But when she thought that the little girl would have a new artist and would divide her time with others, Luo Xian suddenly sank for a moment.

He can be abandoned by anyone except her.

The pair of phoenix eyes flowed, and the darkness covered them.

"I've washed it up, you can go." Ling Qingxuan walked in from the outside, and just after closing the door, there was movement from behind.

She turned around in an instant to restrain her, but her hand was pressed against the door, covering the boy's warm body, looking down at her, "You said, as long as I'm good, I won't leave me."

The boy's voice is still the same as the natural voice, but the feeling has obviously changed.

Ling Qingxuan seemed to know, she called zz, but did not respond.

The strength on her wrist increased, and she looked at the boy coldly, she said coldly: "When did this seat say that?"

"You said it, you said it." There was a forbearance on the boy's face.

Suddenly, the strength of his hand loosened, the boy's eyes narrowed slightly, and he was a little unsteady in a trance, and his head was directly pressed on Ling Qingxuan's shoulder.

"Luo Xian?" Ling Qingxuan patted him.

It looked like he had passed out like last time.

The little girl carried him to the bed and probed his forehead, the temperature was normal.

The little guy hasn't taken a bath yet, do you want to give him a bath?

With that in mind, Aya Qingxuan started to remove her clothes.

The collar was ripped open, revealing the boy's concave and delicate collarbone, and the buttons were unbuttoned one by one.

Ling Qingxuan always listened to Tiandou and the others talking about the little guy's abdominal muscles, so he stretched out his hand and pulled it away.

Keep it hidden, this waistline is about to catch up with girls, and there are indeed six-pack abs on the white abdomen.

The cold finger pokes, and the abdomen seems to feel something and shrinks.

When she was about to poke again, her fingertips were held, and she raised her eyes to meet the boy's shy gaze.

"Ling You, you..."

Luo Xian didn't know how he got on the bed, and his clothes were also pulled open.

The little girl had a serious face, "You are sleepy. I saw that you haven't showered yet, so I want to help you."

help him?

Luo Xian sat up halfway, what kind of gang was she talking about?

If he hasn't woken up, should he continue to take off?

Luo Xian's brain was a little hot.

"I, I'm going to take a bath." He got out of bed in a panic, bumping into the corner of the bed, which sounded quite painful.

The door was closed, Ling Qingxuan looked at the table, the position was wrong, did the little guy move?

She is also about to end her internship period, and it is time to bring new artists, otherwise this main task will probably not be completed in a lifetime.

Did the little guy say that to her after seeing that?

But when did she promise him, what happened between them?

The questions continued one after another, causing Aya Qingxuan to have a headache.

She fell on the bed, and after squinting for a while, the boy came in with a fragrance.

"You sleep here." Ling Qingxuan patted the side.

Seeing that she didn't care, Luo Xian silently asked himself to calm down, just to stay, don't think about it.

He turned off the light, lay on the bed, listened to the breathing of the little girl next to him, and asked, "Are you going to bring someone new?"

"Um."

"Then you later..."

"In the future, the center will also be you." After speaking, Ling Qingxuan yawned, "Go to sleep, don't think too much."

With these words in his mind all the time, Luo Xian unexpectedly fell asleep.

In the dream, he has been following a person, but that person is always running around, never stopping to look back at him.

The place that the man saw, and where he came, will never be without him.

But he was always waiting for her to turn around, waiting for her to stop, waiting for her to find out what he meant.

...

Something moved in his arms, Luo Xian opened his eyes, and his hand touched the soft strands of hair.

There seems to be someone in the arms.

Ling Qingxuan stretched his waist and hit him in the face accurately.

[...Host, wake up, you hit the villain. 】

As soon as she released her hand, she felt wet.

It's broken, did the little guy bleed?

Ling Qingxuan woke up instantly and looked at Luo Xian's face.

The boy's pale face was slightly red, and tears flashed in his eyes.

...she made the little guy cry!

"Why are you crying?" Ling Qingxuan denied in her heart that she hit him, got out of his arms, and reached out to wipe him.

Luo Xian shook his head slightly, "I had a dream."

It's okay, it's not that I was beaten and cried.

She asked, "What dream?"

"I can't tell, but in my dream I felt very uncomfortable." Luo Xian held the position of his heart.

Ling Qingxuan looked serious, it seemed that the little guy recognized the bed, why don't he move his bed over today.

【...】Host, your attention!

"what--!"

Aya Qingxuan was about to speak her mind when she heard Tiandou screaming from outside.

"Miss Tian?" Luo Xian quickly wiped his eyes and went out with Ling Qingxuan.