I almost believed in your evil spirit!

Look at the little mouth, what is it swollen?

Still saying it's okay?!

Cen Jinting's face suddenly turned black and looked behind Cen Ran, the pig that only urged her cabbage.

He covered his lips and coughed, "We can understand that young people are young and angry, but we must stop at the right time. Our Cen family has a very strict family tradition. We are absolutely not allowed to get on the bus first and then make up for the ticket, otherwise I will break your legs!"

“…”

Cen Ran no longer wanted to speak. Sure enough, Jiang was still so hot that she didn't even think about that.

Su Jing's face did not change, but she still looked as gentle as jade. She smiled and said, "Uncle, please don't worry, I will pay attention."

Cen Ran's old face turned redder.

This is not a kid to kindergarten!

Let her get out of the car!

"Okay, go down and have a meal." Thinking that the two of them are already unmarried couples, it seems that it is not incomprehensible to do anything.

The key is that he was the unmarried couple who were matched together. When Cen Jinting thought of this, he felt even more upset.

Perhaps Cen's father was too resentful, so during lunch, Cen Ran didn't dare to breathe for a moment, for fear of being scolded by Cen's father.

After lunch, Cen Jinting took Su Jing to talk. Although Cen Ran was curious, she did not dare to eavesdrop, so she had to go back to the room alone.

Rhubarb can now drink milk by itself.

When Cen Ran returned to the room, the little guy leaned against the sky and lay on his back on the carpet. The fur color was almost integrated with the blanket.

If it weren't for the little orange cat on its forehead, it would have been treated as a carpet.

The small pink mat was exposed, and I didn't know what dream he was having. His limbs and claws were trembling slightly, looking really cute.

Cen Ran walked to the little guy and gently poked the little guy's pink nose.

The little guy couldn't help but sneeze and woke up.

The purple clear eyes looked at Cen Ran with great resentment, rolled silently to the edge of the sofa, and then buried his little head, not wanting to pay attention to you.

Cen Ran couldn't help but chuckled.

I also wanted to continue teasing this little guy, but the phone I placed on the table suddenly rang.

Cen Ran had no choice but to poke the little guy's butt, and saw that it was buried deeper, and stood up with a smile.

It was a call from Wang Shujun.

"Sister Wang."

"It sounds like you're in a good mood?" Cen Ran asked with a raised eyebrows as he heard the other end of the phone.

Cen Ran coughed lightly, "That...is okay, Sister Wang, is there anything wrong with you calling?"

“…”

"Are you about to forget that you are a celebrity?" Wang Shujun pinched her eyebrows with a headache and began to reflect on whether she was too easy to talk to, so that Cen Ran was extremely leisurely. She was busy with an agent than an artist. Is this aptitude?

Capitalists can't help crying after seeing it.

After all, there are not many leeks as easy to cut and green as her.

"How can it be?" Cen Ran took out a steam mask from the box, turned on the voice-over on the coffee table, tore open the packaging bag and put it on.

"Forget it, I'm born to work hard. I just called the official TV station and invited you to participate in the promotional video of "Hello, The Next Wave". Wang Shujun's voice trembled slightly, and she seemed a little excited.

This was an official invitation. Many people wanted to go in, but couldn't. Wang Shujun felt that Cen Ran was really lucky and was invited to take the initiative.

"I don't want to recite poems, right?" The steam mask began to heat up slowly, and Cen Ran couldn't help but complain.

“…”

"Is this the point?" Wang Shujun took a deep breath. She really felt that she would be pissed to death by Cen Ran one day. Sure enough, don't contact Cen Ran for no reason, as it is easy to have short life.

"You shouldn't be very excited to be invited by the official?"

Perhaps because of the fact that I had just finished lunch, my sleepiness gradually got up. Cen Ran couldn't help but yawn and said calmly: "Why are you excited? Did the official give me a lot of money?"

"Why do you still want a bicycle for charity promotional video?" Wang Shujun blurted out.

"Yes, it can't give me a high salary, why am I so excited?" Cen Ranke still remembers his 100 million penalty.

Besides, if you want to talk about positive energy, it is better to invite those college students who come out of remote mountain villages by themselves, or those who work diligently and stick to their posts.

In this world, there are so many sufferings that everyone can write a book in their lifetime of confrontation with fate.

Oh my god, Cen Ran suddenly felt that she was very literary.

"There will definitely be a payroll. Don't worry, don't stay up late these days, so you can save two dark circles on the camera. The official video will not give you a picture."

Speaking of this, Cen Ran was not sleepy in an instant, "Just kidding, I am born with beauty, so I don't need to read pictures!"

“…”

"Also, Liu Jun called you to ask when you could shoot a promotional video." Wang Shujun had a headache when he thought of this.

Cen Ran changed his position and hugged on the sofa. After thinking, "It's better to wait until I finish my teeth extraction. There's so much happening recently. I'm really a model worker."

Because other artists under his command were exposed to the black material, Wang Shujun, who had been in a row for several nights:...

Please shut up.

There was a slight movement in the room. Cen Ran was wearing a blindfold and couldn't see it. She thought the little guy had woken up, so she didn't care too much.

"By the way, recently a director of a modern drama contacted me and wanted to find you to audition the show. It was adapted from a supernatural novel..."

"Isn't you going to play a ghost?" Cen Ran suddenly became excited.

“…”

"no."

Wang Shujun pressed her temples, "The setting is quite novel, it's a monster, I can't explain it clearly in one sentence or two, and you may not be able to try it. I'll send it to you first, take a look, if you are interested, I will contact that director again."

"OK."

If possible, Cen Ran still doesn't want to be a dependent on the elders. After all, 100 million is given to others for nothing, and Cen Ran hurts just by thinking about it.

Wang Shujun chatted with Cen Ran about something else, and then hung up the phone.

As soon as the phone rang out, Cen Ran felt something was wrong in the room, as if there was another person. He was shocked. He raised his hand and was about to take off his blindfold, but a big palm with a very hot temperature in his palm was held by his wrist.

"Su Jing?"

Cen Ran felt the temperature and subconsciously called out a sound.

The man's voice seemed a little hoarse and he said no.

The man's slightly cool fingertips gently stroked the girl's wrist, winding up, and then tangled his fingers and pressed against the sofa cushion.

For a moment, the temperature of the man's scorching palms was clearly transmitted.
Chapter completed!