The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me

  Chapter 518 Cat-Eared Teen Idol vs Draft Team's Pampered Little Salted Fish 69

   Shen Qingzhuo didn't even look at it: "No."

"Oh."

   So this candy has really become an unsolved mystery.

   Yuan Shilan meant something, and said softly: "Some people should not be too self-motivated."

   "Tell the truth." Jiang Li'an looked over, "If you don't speak, no one will treat you as dumb."

   "You—" Yuan Shilan wanted to maintain her pure and kind fairy design, and couldn't argue with Jiang Li'an, so she had to endure her temper, left the training room halfway, and mentioned a few words to the director seemingly unintentionally.

   Who knows, the director waved his hand, indicating that there is no big deal, just eat the candy!

   Yuan Shilan was very unwilling and a little puzzled.

   After the director pretended to be stunned, he was speechless and looked up at the sky.

  I don't know which person asked him to go out to buy candy in the middle of the night, and also the kind that girls like to eat!

   At first, the director thought it was Shen Qingzhuo who wanted to eat, but he didn't expect to hear about it today.

  So...the director faintly smelled something bad.

   He just wanted to record a show, but he seems to feel that the development of the situation is like a wild horse? !

  Jiang Li'an didn't eat any candy. She tore open the beautifully packaged candy wrapper. The peach-flavored soft candy had a sweet smell.

   The last time I ate candy was two months ago.

   Jiang Li'an felt that he was a miserable woman.

   I don't know which big head gave the candy, she is here to thank him first!

Shen Qingzhuo seemed to be looking down at the book, but he glanced at the girl who was biting the candy from the corner of his eye, with one hand in his pocket, playing with the rest of the candy, his thin lips hooked, and he realized something in an instant, and then again. It was quickly flattened, and it still looked cold and sloppy.

  Today is a cloudy and rainy day. In the evening, the light rain is pouring down, as if it can’t stop.

  Tutor's Dormitory.

   When Shen Qingzhuo came back, Tan Junxi was standing at the door of his dormitory, half of his face fell into a dim perspective.

   "Tell me." Shen Qingzhuo walked over, "What's the matter."

   "Jiang Li'an." Tan Junxi read out the name lightly, then looked at Shen Qingzhuo paradoxically, saying, "I like her."

   Those dark blue eyes stared at him indifferently.

   "Don't look at me like that." Tan Junxi said, "She is very attractive."

   "You don't like her, why are you fighting me?"

   "The recent collaboration with the Sin brand, I can give it to you."

   As for the conditions, it's very simple.

"Oh, is that right?" Shen Qingzhuo nodded slightly, then folded the sleeve of his shirt up, and took off his watch, revealing his cold, white and thin wrist. The voice, the expression from beginning to end, was calm, like the eve of a storm.

   A white light flashed outside, piercing the night sky.

  The deafening thunder followed closely, covering up the dull punch.

  The hallway lights flickered on and off.

   After half an hour.

  Tan Junxi touched the inner wall of his mouth with the tip of his tongue and tasted the blood: "It's really hard to attack."

   He sighed, thinking of Shen Qingzhuo's expression just now, and fell into deep thought.

Shen Qingzhuo beat the man, went back to the bathroom to wash his hands, the water washed every inch of his slender phalanx, the man in the mirror had a cold face, his brows and eyes were ruthless, almost suppressing the gloomy irritability, feeling that he would be beaten in the next second. people.

   The bottom of my heart also seemed to be a fire.

   The untimely voice echoed in his ears.

  ——"You don't like her, why are you robbing me?"

  ——"You don't like her."

--"like her."

--"like!"

   Shen Qingzhuo felt that he must be crazy, otherwise why would he keep thinking of these two words all night.

   Just Jiang Li'an?

That's it?

how is this possible--

  Shen Qingzhuo said after the call: "I have a friend."

   In the middle of the night, at three o'clock in the morning, Zuo Duo was traveling in a beautiful dream when he was woken up by a hasty phone call.

   He picked up the phone irritably, with two pairs of dark circles under his eyes, and roared: "忯! God! Do you **** know what time it is?! Do you know? You are challenging the limit of the human biological clock!!"

  The other side of the phone was silent for a moment: "There is something."

   Zuo was a little more excited and woke up a bit. If it wasn't for a major incident, Shen Qingzhuo would never call someone at three in the morning, after all, he had never done so before.

   Thinking of this, his heart was half cold: "What's the matter? Don't worry about it first, we can solve something together, we can discuss it!"

   "I didn't..." anxious.

   "Is something wrong with WM's journal?! The fashion pioneer's competitor is indeed a bit tough, but WM can't do something that temporarily breaks the contract! Could it be that he used some sinister trick?"

"no……"

"Isn't this?!" Zuo Duo was more anxious. He pulled up his pants at the head of the bed and started wearing them. He jumped out of bed two or three times. He was so nervous that his forehead was sweating. Then the drowsiness disappeared. !

   "I'll go right now! Did you call anyone else? Did something happen at the T19 International Hip-hop Finals—"

   Shen Qingzhuo said calmly, "I have a friend."

  “…”

   Zuoduo slammed out of the door stiffly for a second or two, his face twisted, unbelievable: "What did you say?!"

  The sound is raised to the extreme.

  The rainy night at three in the morning was especially suitable for the scene. The thunder was roaring and the rain was pouring. Zuo Duo's messy pants were wet, and he didn't even have time to pull the zipper of his pants!

  -shaped single shadow only.

   miserable and miserable.

  Shen Qingzhuo didn't care about his surprise and continued: "He seems to have fallen in love with a girl recently."

   "Boom--"

   The thunder rolled.

   Zuoduo's expression was sluggish and his voice trembled.

"who do you like?"

  Shen Qingzhuo was extremely displeased: "It's my friend!"

   Brother! Brother Zhuo! Why did you start using this kind of friend out of nothing? !

   "Who does your friend like?"

  Shen Qingzhuo leaned against the window to make a phone call, with a tall figure and a cold profile. The rain outside the floor-to-ceiling window rolled down like broken crystals, mottled the boy's eyebrows.

   His lips tensed silently, and he spat out a sentence that made Zuo Duo scared to death: "Fan."

   "I'm the f*ck--Zhuoshen, what's wrong with you learning, you learn from other idol fans!!!"

  Shen Qingzhuo held back his anger and was extremely upset: "I'll say it for the last time, it's my friend!"

  "..." Zuo Duo was distraught, "Then you persuade your friend to check if there is a camera or a voice recorder when you are a fan. I don't want to see your friend's small video on the Internet."

Shen Qingzhuo began to wonder if it was the right decision to call Zuo Duo. He looked at the rain outside the window. The glass window was covered with a thin mist, as if a frost flower could bloom, blurring his vision. The ghosts and gods made a mess, and he thought of Jiang Li'an's face.

   The eyebrows are deeply wrinkled, a little impatient.

   "He is not sure now, whether he likes that person or not." Shen Qingzhuo thought for a while and added, "Is there any way to try it out."

   Zuoduo held back for a long time: "Then do you want the simple one, or do you want to fall in love?"

   (end of this chapter)