I’m Picking Up Pieces in PUBG

After sending away Jiang Siming and the others, Sa presided over them and returned to the program group. At night, everyone went back to their rooms to rest and prepare for tomorrow's program.

Chu Fanshu took a shower and lay on the bed in pajamas, tossing about and couldn't sleep.

She admitted that she was reluctant to bear that man.

Knowing that the other party had already left, she was extremely disappointed.

Because she knew that with Jiang Siming's departure, the two would almost never meet again.

She is just a host, and she is the richest man in the world. It is impossible to have anything to do with each other even after thinking about it.

Chu Fanshu even started to regret, regretting that he was sulking at Jiang Siming when he was on a yacht at sea.

Unintentional to sleep, Chu Fanshu took out his mobile phone and opened WeChat. Jiang Siming's WeChat has been added to it.

She was a mess, and sent a message to Jiang Siming.

"Jiang God, are you asleep?"

She regretted it as soon as it was finished, and was anxious to withdraw it.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Siming had already replied.

"Not yet, something?"

Chu Fanshu's head was spinning fast, trying to find a reasonable and not embarrassing response.

In the end she only replied: "It's okay, just want to ask when you can listen to the complete recording of the song you sang today."

This reason should have passed.

Chu Fanshu comforted himself in his heart.

"Listen to the recorded version, isn't the live version good?" Jiang Siming replied.

Chu Fanshu hurriedly typed: "But the live version can only be listened to once, and I can always listen to the recorded version."

"Want to listen to the live version is not easy, as long as you say you miss me, I will listen to you again."

Chu Fanshu's eyes were dull, and his cheeks flushed quickly.

Knowing that Jiang Siming is the sea king, love is definitely a must.

But Chu Fanshu still couldn't help being happy.

She lay on her side, holding the phone in both hands, the light of the phone illuminating her exquisite features.

After being ashamed, Chu Fanshu bit his red lips, deducted a panda emoji, and responded.

"You're all gone, how can you listen to the live version for me? Are you looking for the original video that the director wants to record for the show? It doesn't seem to be the live version, right."

After waiting a few seconds, the message replied again.

"You don't care about it, as long as you say you miss me, I can do it."

Chu Fanshu's pretty face blushed again and her cheeks were hot. She mustered up the courage and hesitated again and again, but couldn't help typing three words over.

"I miss you..."

After sending it out, Chu Fanshu was shy, buried the quilt in his head, and kicked the air in the quilt with a pair of long legs. It seemed that the air in the quilt was all her shy shadows, and she wanted to kick them all away~

After a while, Chu Fanshu began to hold his mobile phone and waited for a reply.

However, Jiang Siming seemed to disappear or didn't see it, and there was no reply.

Chu Fanshu waited left and right, but did not wait for Jiang Siming's news.

She started thinking wildly.

Was this news seen by Jiang Siming's wife? Are they verbally criticizing themselves?

Or is this just Jiang Siming joking with himself, and after seeing this text message, he thinks she is such a casual woman and won't reply?

still...

Chu Fanshu began to become extremely suffering, and he was extremely worried, and regretted sending this text message at the same time.

Jiang Siming must have misunderstood that he is that kind of casual girl.

Chu Fanshu's mood changed from anticipation to loss, and loss to regret.

After hesitating, she sent another message.

"I'm actually joking, don't take it seriously, rest early, I'll go to bed first."

After sending it out, Chu Fanshu was very uncomfortable. She turned off the phone and hugged the quilt, trying to force herself to fall asleep.

Ding Ding~

The phone rang suddenly.

Chu Fanshu couldn't be sleepy, and the speed of light picked up the phone and turned it on.

It was discovered that Jiang Siming had returned a very strange message.

"Get up and open the door."

Chu Fanshu was puzzled, but still got up obediently.

Could it be that he ordered a takeaway and gave him flowers or something?

Thinking of this, Chu Fanshu cautiously walked to the door, opened the cat's eye, and looked out, she was dumbfounded on the spot.

I saw that Jiang Siming was standing at the door of her room, smiling brightly.

Chu Fanshu people are dumbfounded.

Didn't he go back to Shanghai...

Shanghai is thousands of kilometers away from Hainan. Even if you take a plane, you can't arrive so soon.

With a feeling of suspicion, Chu Fanshu opened the door.

"You, you... are you really Jiang Siming?"

Jiang Siming asked amusedly: "It's not me who else can."

"How did you come?"

"Oh, of course it came here. As soon as you send a message, I will fly to Hainan with all my strength. I am exhausted."

Jiang Siming said, pretending to be tired.

"Thousands of kilometers, you must be very tired just flying here."

Chu Fanshu was moved and distressed.

In fact, Jiang Siming just finished his ‘fitness activity’ of playing and leaving, and then he teleported over.

Li's fragrance still remained on his body.

He and Li didn't dare to ‘fit out’ at home, so he ran to the former small villa to do it.

It is estimated that this will have passed out.

"Didn't you say you missed me? I came, and I drove thousands of kilometers just to see you." Jiang Siming didn't blush when he lied.

Chu Fanshu's cheeks were flushed, his face burnt.

She hurriedly explained: "I was... just kidding..."

When Jiang Siming heard this, he was immediately disappointed and said: "Well, then I will go back first."

Turn around and leave after speaking.

"No, I'm not kidding!"

Chu Fanshu hurriedly took his hand, more anxious than before.

Jiang Siming turned his head and said with a smirk: "Did you miss me?"

Chu Fanshu made a big red face, lowered his head, and said like a mosquito passage: "Yes..."

Without saying anything, Jiang Siming turned around and hugged her, swaggering into her room, and then closed the door.

Chu Fanshu was extremely embarrassed and tried to struggle, but Jiang Siming refused to let go.

"You...what do you want..."

Jiang Siming's eyes were joking, and he smirked, "Of course I did!"

"What?" Chu Fanshu didn't respond yet, and then he was...

The following plot is very boring, so just skip it.

Two hours passed.

The spring clouds gradually stopped, after the clouds and rain.

"Bad!"

Exhausted, Chu Fanshu lay in Jiang Siming's arms, fisted by Xiaofen, as if ashamed and angered.

Jiang Siming smiled triumphantly: "The girl I like can still run?"

Chu Fanshu pursed his charming red lips and buried his head in Jiang Siming's chest, not wanting to deny this sentence at all.

"Then do you want to go back in a while?" Chu Fanshu suddenly thought.

Jiang Siming nodded, and Chu Fanshu was very disappointed.

"What kind of expression is this? I'm going back. Of course you have to go back with me." Jiang Siming squeezed her pretty face.

"But I have to record the show tomorrow..."

"Oh, what a big deal, get dressed, and leave. I'll call your director tomorrow, so I don't need to record it anymore." Jiang Siming said carelessly.

The two of them cleaned up, and took advantage of the night to return home.

Jiang Siming also took Li back by the way.

As soon as I entered the house, all the wives at home fell asleep, but in the hall, there was Zhao Xiaoxiao who hadn't slept yet!

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