My Idol Loves Me

Deng Miaomiao's face changed from red to white and from white to red.

"Deng Miaomiao, I also want to have a good wish." Han Xichen put the last seedling into the field, said: "this week's dirty work, all belong to you."

"Ah Brother Xichen don't want it. My hands will be rough. Sobbing. " Deng Miaomiao stamped his feet in place, stretched out his delicate hands, and looked at Han Xichen pitifully. His eyes seemed to have a 100000 volt electric current, and his head was released.

Han Xichen does not eat this set, now a see Deng Miao Miao think of LAN en star's bloody back of the hand, heartache feeling, not to mention to her, do not want to see her.

Han Xichen's cold eyes, as if smelling stinky tofu, wrinkled his nose and reminded Deng Miaomiao: "you put forward the competition, everyone is watching it."

Deng Miaomiao looks around and looks at the director, hands together, trying to get rid of help.

The director shook his head and announced the result of the competition: "Deng Miaomiao is willing to accept defeat."

This is also a small punishment to Deng Miaomiao.

After transplanting, the director announced a break.

Han Xichen rolled up his trousers, washed his hands with the water in the field, and dialed LAN en Xing's phone.

"Xichen." The sweet voice of lan'en star came out.

"How is your hand?" Han Xichen is very worried.

LAN en star looked down at the bandage hanging on the back of his hand around his neck. When he moved it gently, he still felt a little pain. However, he said with a smile: "nothing. You can rest assured to shoot the program. It will be fine when you come back."

"It's OK." Han Xichen hesitated for a moment. Seeing that the people in the program group were having a rest and chatting, he covered his mouth and said to the microphone, "I miss you."

Drink, did not expect stinky erha know care about people, also know coquettish!

"I've only been away for a day." LAN en Xing lay on the sofa, with a sweet smile on his mouth, and replied, "I miss you too."

Han Xichen smile, raised his eyes to see Deng Miaomiao come over, mouth down, frown displeasantly said: "I will speed up the shooting process, strive to go back to take care of you as soon as possible

"Mm-hmm, OK." Blue Star returned.

Han Xichen was just about to hang up the phone when he heard a boy's voice coming from LAN en Xing's mobile phone.

"Sister ensing, I've cut the fruit plate. Open your mouth and I'll feed you."

The boy's voice is tender, and he seems to have heard it somewhere.

Did not wait for Han Xichen to identify carefully, LAN en star hung up the phone.

"Brother Xichen, aunt Meizhen gave you the fruits to pick. I'll send you this one." Deng Miaomiao held a handful of red wild fruit in his hand and handed it to Han Xichen with a flattering smile.

Han Xichen moved to one side and said, "thank you. I won't eat it."

"Don't worry. I'm clean. I'll feed you." Deng Miaomiao holds a fruit and raises the orchid finger to Han Xichen's mouth.

Han Xichen thought of that end of the phone, blue star also has someone to feed fruit to eat, the mood is even more depressed, I wish I could not immediately go back to take care of LAN en star in person.

His girlfriend must be taken care of by him!

LAN en Xing hung up the phone, took over the fruit Qi Haoyang handed her and said, "thank you Haoyang, come to see me and take care of me like this."

"I'd like to take care of your sister." Qi Haoyang, with his curly hair, said with a brilliant smile.

Childish as he was, he looked after her like a little angel.

LAN en's star heart is almost sprouted by Qi Haoyang.

When she came back from the plane, she took a taxi to her villa alone. She saw Qi Haoyang, who was very depressed and looked like a little milk dog abandoned by her, on the doorstep. It was really heartbreaking.

When asked, Qi Haoyang misses LAN en Xing very much. He comes to the door every day and wants to wait for LAN en Xing to come back and see her the first time.

LAN en Xing picked up a little milk dog like, opened the door to take Qi Haoyang into the house, he began to take care of her spontaneously.

"Sister en Xing, you can tell me what else you want." Qi Haoyang asked tenderly. His white and tender face still had some baby fat, so he asked on the edge of LAN en star's sofa.

LAN en Xing put down his mobile phone, looked up and saw Qi Haoyang's face. He stretched out his hand and pinched both sides of his cheek and said, "Why are you so cute? I don't want anything. Have you finished your homework? Just take care of me. You can't waste your studies. Do you hear me?"

"Don't pinch it. My face is going to be deformed." Qi Haoyang struggled a little, the smile on his face was as dazzling as the little sun.

"Good, good, I will not pinch, you are too cute." LAN enxing really understands the reason why Qi Haoyang has so many sisters and mothers in school.

Who doesn't like such a cute, intimate, smiling little milk dog?

Qi Haoyang remembers every word LAN enxing said, but he still answers: "I don't understand a lot in my studies. I don't like the tutors I've hired from my family.""Simple." Lensing snapped his finger and said, "I'll give you a make-up course, and your salary will be offset by your care for me, OK?"

"Mm-hmm." Qi Haoyang clapped his hands and said, "I'll give you a dance."

"I didn't expect you could dance. Show me." LAN en Xing leaned to his left hand to support his head, intending to enjoy Qi Haoyang's dance.

It's really natural and unrestrained. It's the day of ancient emperors. It's a blessing in disguise.

Qi Haoyang played a light song on his mobile phone. He also bowed to LAN en star, spread his arms and jumped to the rhythm of the music.

This jump, lensing almost rolled under the sofa.

The beginning of the song is very light, but then there is a lovely voice, which is actually a children's song.

Qi Haoyang cocked his feet, crossed his waist, shook his head and sang along with the children's song: "happy pond planting, dream will become the ocean..."

God!

LAN enling stares at Qi Haoyang and blinks. Her sister's favorite smile doesn't stop.

"Sister eusing, don't you like my dance?" Qi Haoyang stopped and asked carefully.

"No, no, I like it." Blue Star replied quickly.

It's a foul, too!

White face son, can see is deliberately selected a children's song, action is very exaggerated dance, people can not help laughing out, it is really a happy fruit.

Blue star is happy.

Han Xichen, who was filming in the crew, was always holding a dark cloud on his head. It was normal to face the camera. Once he stepped out of the camera, he would not enter the cold face.

Deng Miaomiao has been looking at Han Xichen. Every time he wants to go there, he will assign some more work to her.

Now Deng Miaomiao is a little afraid of Han Xichen, afraid to be near, looking from afar.