I, the villainous female lead, wear many hats

Chapter 343 Sweetness

Jiang Chacha was woken up by the security uncle.

The security uncle was about to close the school gate. He patrolled the campus and found her sleeping here alone.

Jiang Chacha had no choice but to tidy up her things and go home.

The second day is Saturday.

As a bodyguard, Jiang Chacha repelled one illegitimate meal after another by virtue of her outstanding professional ability.

Back back back!

Even if she doesn't use cheats, Jiang Chacha can make these ignorant illegitimate fans fear her somewhat by relying on her three-legged cat kung fu and her naughty mouth.

After dealing with the other bodyguards, Jiang Chacha closed the door.

I really don't know how these illegitimate fans can sneak into the backstage and know which lounge Cheng Hao is from.

she whispered.

I heard that these illegitimate fans have a lot of money, and they are so crazy that they can spend a lot of money to obtain the itinerary and address information of celebrities.

Even more crazily driving a drone to secretly take pictures in front of the window of the star's residence...

Although Cheng Hao is not a star idol, as a pianist who became famous at a young age, it does not prevent him from having thousands of fans. Because of his talent and indistinguishable looks, he has been seriously fancied, and he has also been popular with some fans. The young and naive fans called "my xx brother" and started fighting everywhere.

Isn't this a kind of flattery?

If the person who is praised and killed has a low psychological defense line and gets lost in the fame in front of him, he may even go astray and personally kill his own talent.

But Cheng Hao has never raised his eyes to face up to this kind of fame and fortune. He has never been invited to participate in any variety shows, and has never been involved in the entertainment industry.

Those who really engage in art are of high integrity.They never disdain this kind of vulgar money and fame, and they will never be controlled by this kind of "fame".

The reason for this may be related to his noble background.He was born in a wealthy family, and his mother was a well-known artist in the industry. He was nurtured by this cultural atmosphere since he was a child, and his background in a wealthy family allowed him to grasp fame and fortune prematurely.

The money that ordinary people desire is enjoyed since birth, and it is like drinking plain water to them, so they disdain this kind of demonized vulgar fame from the bottom of their hearts.

He is the proud son of heaven.

Jiang Chacha closed the door and turned around silently.

In order to work part-time as a bodyguard today, she also sprayed tens of dollars of men's perfume on her body.

Masculine traits +1.

Cheng Hao came over to participate in the recording of the TV program today.

He doesn't participate in variety shows, but he does participate in serious music programs on TV stations.

It was just him and her in the lounge.

Cheng Hao didn't like other bodyguards staying in the same lounge with him, and asked them to guard the door. He preferred to rest in the lounge quietly by himself.

...but there are exceptions.

That is except her.

Ever since Cheng Hao closed|closed her ears in the car last time, she still has a shadow...

So much so that she has subconsciously stayed away from him recently.

She also googled it online.

——The boss seems to be a bit crooked, what should I do?

Enthusiastic friends replied to her.

——It doesn't matter, this is a very normal thing, instead of changing the other party, it's better to change yourself!You too bend together and live happily ever after.

Ginger tea:...

From the looks of it, the respondent is still a seasoned BL fan.

——Mainly, I’m not a man, I disguised myself as a man, and my boss hasn’t found out yet, but his behavior towards me is a bit abnormal, so what should I do now?
The other party was silent.

Maybe her question is also very explosive when looking at the entire Internet.

After consulting to no avail, Jiang Chacha had no choice but to bite the bullet and go to work.

The lounge is clean and tidy, very quiet, and considering that he is a pianist, the lounge arranged for him by the TV station is also very artistic.

When she walked over, she found that the young man in the room had already been sitting on the sofa, his exquisite face was unrecognizable, his eyes were closed tightly, and a faint light fell on his jade-white eyelids, his whole person was as gentle as the moon.

He seemed to be asleep, his wrist fell from the arm of the sofa, and the score in his hand let it fall on his lap.

Is he asleep?

Jiang Chacha thought for a while, then stepped forward, "Master."

"Are you asleep?"

Although I really don't want to wake him up.

But there are still 10 minutes before his solo performance on the TV station.

He has to go early now.

The boy in front of him slept so peacefully and beautifully that one couldn't bear to wake up. The sunlight fell on him, making him look like an angel.

But unfortunately, angels also have a get up gas.

His eyelashes moved, his eyes were sleepy, his brows were slightly furrowed, and he was looking at her sleepily.

Needless to say, this look is quite lethal.

"Master, it's your turn to perform in twenty minutes."

The man didn't seem to wake up, with his hands on the armrest and his head, looking at her, his brows were still furrowed, a little delicate and impatient.

"Master?" Jiang Chacha blushed.

She suddenly thought of something, took something out of her pocket, went to pour a glass of water, and then came to him.

Almost forgot to give him medicine.

He is not in good health and has to take medicine after three meals a day.

And every time, it takes a long time to coax him to take the medicine.

Sure enough, after she brought the medicine to him, disgust appeared on his beautiful face.

"I will not eat."

Sometimes his temper comes out of nowhere, sometimes sunny and sometimes rainy.

And this kind of temper became more and more obvious during this time.

And she always thinks carefully.

She fucked an old mother's heart.

Jiang Chacha didn't back down. Although his temper was so bad that people wanted to beat him up, he was a patient after all, and his body was the most important thing, so he couldn't be angry with him.

So she took out a few candies from her pocket.

She spread her palms.

Her voice concealed expectation, "Master, eating a piece of candy won't be bitter."

Cheng Hao's pretty impatient eyes froze when he saw the candy in her hand.

Her five soft fingers spread out, probably due to malnutrition, her hands are much smaller than normal boys.

On her palm, there were a few candies wrapped in cellophane. The wrapping paper looked cheap, but it shone like gems under the sun.

Cheng Hao's dark red lips were straightened.

He still resisted sweet things like candy for a while.

Because he would think of a few years ago, he leaned against the door of the ward, sitting on the cold floor, closing himself with a hollow heart.And every time, outside the ward, the little girl behind the door was extremely patient, knocking again and again with her grandma's little fist.

She seemed to be coaxing the injured and dirty kitten out of it.

But this time the injured kitten still didn't trust her a bit.

When he was young, he struggled for a long time, swinging back and forth between the options, and finally, he finally mustered up the courage, with a sensitive and loveless heart, he slowly and carefully pushed open the door like every time .

And every time, the little girl at the door will greet him with the sweetest and cutest smile in the world, and always bring a bunch of snacks or novelty toys in her arms...

She looks like Doraemon.

His own Doraemon.

But this time, Doraemon stuffed a handful of things into his pocket.

He looked down and saw a bag full of candies.

At that time, he ate one of the candy she gave him, and it could last him a whole day.

But he only ate one each time, not daring to eat too much, and carefully treasured the others.

People who lack love, even the candy that others give at will, will be regarded as the most precious gift in the world.

But after she left, after his mother committed suicide and passed away, he began to hate such sweet things.

Jiang Chacha's hand was still stretched out in front of his eyes.

Cheng Hao's eyes gradually dimmed, and finally he pushed her hand away indifferently.

These few shiny candies were scattered on the floor, some of them were broken.

The sugar wrapped in cellophane refracts beautiful light, like the stained glass of a church that is broken all over the floor.

Although Jiang Chacha didn't know what happened to him, she had a good temper and silently picked up the candy on the ground.

Hmph, if he doesn't eat, then she can eat it herself.

The TV station's program was broadcast live in real time. Jiang Chacha stood in front of the TV in the lounge, and soon saw Cheng Hao appearing on the screen.

Dressed in white, he emerged from the dark stage, and a feather-colored light fell on him.

Like an angel, covered with a cool and white moonlight.

His ten fingers rested on the black and white keys. When he played the piano, it was like an angel quietly appearing in the night, and he played quietly solo beside the gurgling fountain.

I saw this pure white figure again at night.

When he first left the TV station, he encountered an extremely chaotic assassination.

Ginger Chacha was already used to it, so he used his 10-minute golden finger again.

But Cheng Hao was still injured, his delicate white arm was scratched by the eyeless knife, and blood was splashed on his white shirt.

The innocent young man was splashed with bright red blood, and the visual impact of white and red broke her heart.

Jiang Chacha was so angry that she beat the gangster who hurt him so hard that he was incontinent and his crotch was dirty, so she pinched her nose and looked away.

Whenever he travels, there is always a personal doctor by his side.

And this doctor has long been used to Cheng Hao's metaphysical physique, even when he was fighting in front of him just now, he was squatting in the corner with the medicine box in his arms and yawned boredly.

— Apparently didn't get enough sleep last night, and then was called over to work.

After the gangsters were arrested one by one, he skillfully ran over with the box in his arms and bandaged Cheng Hao's wound.

Of course, it soon attracted reporters who were stationed downstairs. Seeing him travel and being stabbed, they all picked up the cameras and almost slapped him in the face.

As night fell, he stood there, white clothes were the color that best suits his temperament, the purest color in the world combined well with the dust and brokenness of his body.

He stood in the crowd, surrounded by noisy and shining spotlights, which made his already pale face even whiter, like a piece of thin paper with no roots in the wind.

Jiang Chacha was behind the crowd and watched him for a long time.

Knowing that he has been uncertain and has a weird temper recently, but when Cheng Hao asked her to ride the helicopter together tonight, she still gave her a big jump.

She was standing with him on the helipad on the top floor of a certain building, looking at the private helicopter that had landed on the ground in front of her. Ginger Chacha was as disheveled as her wig that was about to be blown bald.

She is stupid.

After the rotor landed, it kept flapping, stirring up the surrounding airflow, and blowing gusts of wind so violent that it was almost blinding.

She was afraid that her blond wig would be blown away just like that, so she held on to her handsome wig the whole time, running around on the rooftop.

And Cheng Hao beside him stood taller than Qingzhu.His shirt was tucked into his black trousers, and his hands were in his pockets.

Jiang Chacha shouted to him in the strong wind.

"Master, where are we going—"

He turned his head suddenly, like a beautiful slow-motion scene in a Japanese drama, his ears seemed to have a bgm with a sense of fate, his wide sleeves fluttered, and a few strands of dark black hair blew tastefully on his beautiful and delicate body In front of eyebrows.

He looked at her calmly.

But the wind was too loud, it poured into her ears like water, no matter how loud the sound was, it would be diluted by the strong wind.

Besides, he didn't speak very loudly, as if taking her away was already a certainty, he just came to inform her.

Jiang Chacha saw his mouth shape.

"Rose Island."

Her eyes were wide open, and when she wanted to continue talking to him, she saw him holding her wrist, pulling her towards the helicopter calmly.

The closer you get to the helicopter, the stronger the wind will be. Jiang Chacha lowered her head and kept pressing the wig firmly with her right hand.

If her wig was blown away like this, then she...

Just jump off the roof of this building haha. :)

Cheng Hao boarded the helicopter first, then he turned his head, night had fallen, the sky behind him was a jewel-like dark blue, he was sickly but tall, his jade-like hand stretched out towards her.

Before Jiang Chacha could react well, she was dragged up directly.

With a plop, she crashed into the boy's firm arms.

She was afraid that she would damage the sick and delicate little beauty, so her heart skipped a beat.

As a result, the young man in front of her didn't even groan, she raised her head, her hand was subconsciously placed on his chest, when she saw his blood-stained white shirt.

He seems to hate blood.

Even when his hands touched something unclean, his pretty eyebrows would frown for a long time.

Jiang Chacha suddenly wanted to wipe off the red blood stains on his shirt too, so that he wouldn't frown.

He suddenly pressed her on the seat, then bent down, pulled out the seat belt, and placed it across her waist.

The button for the seat belt is on her side.

Perhaps because he was annoyed by the noise of the helicopter, he was not so gentle when pulling the seat belt. When he pulled the seat belt out, the knuckles of his fingers accidentally touched her.

Jiang Chacha's body stiffened in an instant, her hands couldn't be placed anywhere, and even the bones in her body were stiffer than stones.

(End of this chapter)