Tang Xin touched their little heads and shook his head: "I have nothing to do, just my dance accompaniment. They don't know what's going on. They have diarrhea together..."

"Don't think about it." Xiao Ju's face sank. "It's the ghost of the program group. Xiao Bao monitored their mobile phones yesterday. It's said that their teacher invited them to go out for breakfast, which should be the move at that time."

What's more, it's just aimed at Tang Xin. Maybe when Tang Xin was resting, he asked them out.

Tang Xin closed his eyes, covered his anger, rubbed his swollen head, and sighed: "little orange, you can arrange for them to go to the hospital and dance with them... Think of another way."

It's impossible for them to go on stage like this. Now Tang Xin's only happiness is that he doesn't have any more problems.

If with Qiao ChuChu's vicious mind, I'm afraid that she will plot herself into it now. Maybe the protection around her is too good. Her hand can't reach her side, so she can only do it for her dance accompaniment.

Just when Tang Xin is worried, Xiaobao and qian'er come to hold her hand at the same time, which is similar to song Qinbei's small face. At this time, it is full of the sense of security that song Qinbei can always give her.

Then Tang Xin heard them say: "Mom, you don't have to worry. Just when I knew they were going to breakfast together, my brother had already found something wrong, and then we worked out a way together."

To Tang Xin's puzzled eyes, Xiao Bao gives a ring finger.

The door of the room was pushed open. Tang Xin looked up and saw a very familiar figure.

Pure white T-shirt, showing the wrist wearing a watch, belongs to men's sexy lines and blood vessels, appears a bit more sexy.

The dark and vertical hair is picked up at will, the slanting Ying Ting Jian Mei, and the perfect facial features reveal the coldness. When you see Tang Xin, the temperature in your eyes rises slightly.

"Lingkong."

Mo Lingkong walks in with long legs and comes to Tang Xin quickly, with traces of dust on his face.

Seeing Tang Xin, he raised a smile on his cold face and said hello: "sister Tang."

"What are you doing here?"

Mo Lingkong took a look at Xiaobao and qian'er in front of her, and the smile on the corner of her mouth was even worse. "In the morning, Xiaobao called me and said that there might be something wrong with your dance. Let me help you."

"Then I contacted my former friends." He took a look behind him. To Tang Xin's surprise, about a dozen people came in after him. They dressed casually, and some of their clothes were soaked with sweat.

They come in, see Tang Xin, at the same time stunned.

And then at the same time, he said, "Damn it!"

The first boy to shout this sentence covered his mouth the next second and secretly looked at Tang Xin's direction. His eyes were full of disbelief.

"Brother Kong, do you want us to dance in line in the morning... To accompany Tang Xin?" The boy's eyes were full of light, surprise and disbelief.

Then, the whole dance hall was full of chirping.

"Oh, my God, you said that earlier. Brother Kong, I should have known that I came here to practice dancing for Tang Xin. Let alone get up at six o'clock, I can stay up."

"I'll go, is it really Tang Xin, or I'm still dreaming, you pinch me quickly."

Then, the people around him really pinched him, and then he screamed.

Tang Xin was amused by them. Seeing her smile, the boys were even more straight eyed.

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