food idol

Chapter 137

"Uh, this is, what's wrong?"

The three of them were confronting each other, when they saw two more people coming in from outside, they were none other than Kang Zheng and his manager.

Probably because the atmosphere of the three of Gu Jun and the others was really weird, and Kang Zheng's manager was also a little unsure, hesitating, wondering if it was time to go forward at this moment, or if he could even step forward at all.After all, it is not just a matter of luck and character if you want to see the image of a manager who is in the limelight.

Kang Zheng still had a slumped expressionless face, but his eyes were rather complicated, such as surprise, surprise, and so on.

To be honest, at that moment, Xiao Su felt that even if Kang Zheng stopped singing, he would definitely be popular as an actor, because he was able to express so many meanings with just one look, which is really amazing.

An Ran's head buzzed, and then he hurriedly got up from the ground, giving full play to the spirit of an excellent agent, coughed lightly, and smiled at the visitor as if nothing had happened, "What a coincidence. "

The corner of Kang Zheng's manager's mouth twitched, and he thought, I really don't want such a coincidence.

While a few people in the hall stared wide-eyed, the atmosphere in the elevator was also very hot.

No one spoke, and the airtight elevator was a bit too quiet. Wen Tang looked at Gu Su standing beside him from the metal elevator door in front of him, licked his lips uncomfortably, and said, "I'm back."

Gu Su, who was brewing, was stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt that a certain place in his heart that had been vacant was instantly filled.

If, if someone could say such a sentence when he came back in his whole life, he would be the happiest.

He turned his head away, his eyes were full of joy that almost overflowed, "I'm back."

The moment he uttered these words, the few remaining apprehensions disappeared, and Gu Su felt himself relaxed.

He lowered his eyes to look at the hand with the question on his side, smiled suddenly, and then grabbed it generously, and when the other party looked over in surprise, he looked back more confidently, and challenged with a little evil spirit Eyebrow, "Give me a pull!"

Wen Tang couldn't tell what the feeling was overflowing in his heart right now, but he just felt a little hot on his cheeks.

Gu Su's hand was a circle bigger than his own, with slender fingers, well-defined joints, and dry and warm palms, giving him a feeling of peace of mind.

"Then, pull it."

However, with the bell of the elevator arriving, this sweet and rose-colored atmosphere was quickly destroyed.

Wen Tang flew out almost happily, then stood in front of the door, looking at him with those watery eyes that most moved Gu Su's heart.

Open the door, open the door, delicious, delicious, delicious!
Looking at the empty palm, and then at Wen Tang in front of him, Gu Sanshao didn't even have time to accumulate resentment, so he just stretched out his hand helplessly, and pinched Wen Tang's powdery face, "You."

Like porters, the two transported the large boxes that Gu Su brought back from country D to the 9th floor, and when the elevator door opened, they saw An Ran and others who were possessed by resentful spirits.

Gu Su felt that there was a big gap between being expected by these people and being expected by Wen Tang.

Gu Jun stood on the side, inexplicably like a hostage, even though he himself did not have the slightest sense of being a hostage...

At this moment, An Ran looked at Gu Su like an old hen, staring angrily at a weasel that was eyeing her own chicks, and the feathers all over her body were blown up.

The gaze was so sharp that Gu Su trembled subconsciously, but he still tried to help Wen Tang move the box in, but was stopped mercilessly.

"Haha, let's go, let's go back and rest!"

(End of this chapter)