Chapter 16: When driving, don’t do anything randomly.

Once this trailer was edited and released, it caused a stir online.

Fans had two eyes made by microscopes, and it was easy to see the uncontrollable smell of gunpowder between the two eye-catching male mentors. Someone whispered, "The little dog brother seems to be Mrs. Xiao Lu's younger brother." For a moment, all kinds of untuned speculations were one after another.

"Can't that pheasant really has a handle on Xiao Lu's hands, which not only threatens Xiao Lu and her official announcement, but also threatens Xiao Lu to open the back door for her brother to fall in love as a mentor?"

"What are the nonsense about Sima in front? Our little brother must have education, and look, so where can we use it to go through the back door?"

"Reject ginseng attacks and take away the puppy brother."

"There are so many people in the world who have education and appearance. Who is not the guest who participates in the show? If you really don't go through the back door, why are you the only one amateur among the four mentors who are of three million fans?

"Sima's old pheasant, retreat! Retreat! Retreat! He is old and wants the old cow to eat tender grass, so he returns us Xiao Lu!"

Jiang Li looked at the insulting personal attacks that kept rolling over the promotional video with expressionless expression. After thinking about it, he still decisively uninstalled Weibo, and his eyes were gone.

After Chi Yu's rehearsal, he greeted the director and walked towards Jiang Li, "Sister, I'm sorry, I've been waiting for you for a long time, right?"

"Fortunately, it's not long." Seeing him approaching, Jiang Li quickly pulled the rope in his hand to avoid the same accident as last time.

Fortunately, edamame was very peaceful this time. Chi Yu bent over and rubbed his head and did not resist. Instead, he grinned and leaned close to Chi Yu's neck and sniffed it, and then shook his tail and retreated to Jiang Li.

"How is your injury?" Jiang Li patted Maodou's head to express his praise, turned his head to see Chi Yu. He shook his head and smiled reluctantly, "My sister is fine, don't worry."

However, his face didn't look very good, his eyes were wet, his eyes drooped, and his beautiful lip line was also pulled down, as if he had just suffered some grievance.

Jiang Li immediately thought of Shang Lu's tit-for-tat confrontation with Chi Yu during the filming on the spot, "Is it because of Shang Lu's difficulties during the rehearsal?"

"It's okay. It's my first time participating in a variety show. I can't catch the jokes that Brother Xiao Lu throws over. I can't blame Brother Xiao Lu."

Chi Yu pursed his lips, his tone a little lost. The boy's head was half hanging, making Jiang Li feel inexplicably that a big dog in front of him was showing off. He just wanted to reach out to rub his head to comfort him.

"Sister, is what Brother Lu said true?"

"What?"

"Brother Xiao Lu said, my sister doesn't like my name sister because she feels greasy." When she said the word "greasy", Chi Yu deliberately lightened her tone. He looked up and saw Shang Lu standing at the door of the dressing room looking at her.

The latter had two hands in his pockets, pursing his lips tightly, and his face was gloomy.

"No." Jiang Li smiled and took out two candies from his pocket and gave them to him, "Just call me sister like you used to, it's okay."

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Chi Yu was stunned for a moment, and took the candy handed over by Jiang Li with complicated eyes, "Thank you sister, then I'll feel relieved."

It turns out that she still remembers the original owner.

When he received the task in this world, he checked the original owner's identity information and found out that the original owner was a childhood sweetheart when he was planning to guide him. However, after going to two different schools after entering high school, he gradually lost contact.

Before the original owner died, he left a notebook with a photo of Jiang Li when he was a child. Each notebook was left with a sentence at the end: "Is it possible for my sister to see me one day when I stand in a higher place?"

The original owner had a crush on Jiang Li. He had already found her, but because of his inferiority, he could only watch her dating and marrying others, and finally died of depression.

So stupid.

This was his only thought after reading the diary.

He has been carrying out his mission for so many years and has always believed that he would take back whatever he wanted, instead of timidly standing there and pretending to be infatuated.

So is love.

"I just ordered milk tea. You can just go to the door to get it. Just take it as compensation. You promised you to have dinner together but broke the appointment." Jiang Li circled the rope twice in the palm of his hand. Yu Guang swept to the young master standing beside with impatient expressions, and smiled apologetically at Chi Yu, "If you have the chance, we can make an appointment next time."

"Okay, goodbye sister."

When Shang Lu saw Jiang Li walking towards him, he immediately raised his feet and walked out with a smelly face, regardless of whether Jiang Li was feeling uncomfortable because of wearing high heels.

In order to avoid the fanatical fans, he specially chose the back door where few people came and went out. Jiang Li followed him and was left with a large part of his heel. His heel seemed to be worn out, but she was not in a hurry and slowly led Maodou to follow Shang Lu.

"I know I'm following me, but I'm not overwhelmed by the beauty." Shang Lu turned around and looked at her, and turned back with an unhappy look, snatching the cat bag from her shoulder, "It's a gift of candy, comforting and milk tea. You sister is quite considerate."

I have never been so considerate to him in the past three years since I was married to him.

Jiang Li turned a blind eye to his sarcasm, opened the door of the passenger seat expressionlessly, and prepared to let Shang Lu get on the car, but the latter took the key from her hand, turned around casually, and got into the driver's seat.

The old business owner is in the city center. Jiang Li has been here many times since his marriage, but he always has been with Shanglu. The old business owner said he wanted to see her, but in fact he just wanted to see her and Shanglu pass by lovely.

Jiang Li looked in front of the mirror and found that the lipstick color on his lips could not be seen at all. He was anxious today and didn't put on much makeup. It should be too late to repair it now.

"My uncle returned to China not long ago," Shang Lu turned the steering wheel, and Yu Guang glanced at her and reminded, "Today he and his fiancée will be here. You don't have to melt too much, just use the one you bought with your new lipstick."

He was actually reluctant to call that man his uncle, but Jiang Li didn't know much about the merchants, so he could only try to explain it to her most clearly in the simplest words.

Jiang Li nodded, knowing that this was someone else's home court and he couldn't steal the limelight, so he took back his mascara and prepared to just add a lipstick.

There was a red light in front. Shang Lu stepped on the brakes, folded his hands on the steering wheel boredly, waiting for the green light, "I will lend it to me if I wait a moment."

"Hey." Jiang Li's original lip color was suitable for the shade, and the color number of the lipstick was too light, so she couldn't tell anything when applied. She pursed her lips in front of the mirror and handed the lipstick to Shang Lu.

After three years of marriage, although they always dislike each other, they still have the tacit understanding of the matter of concealing the truth.

Shang Lu glanced at her and just took the traffic light and it turned on. He could only return the lipstick to Jiang Li again, freeing up a finger to point to the side of his neck and the corners of his lips, "Pull it for me, don't be too deliberate."

Jiang Li fainted a little on his index finger, got up and leaned over, the fragrance of the orange came to his face.

The willow nail pressed on his shoulder with one hand and released it in pain. He could only find a place to sit on his cheek. The other hand poked his neck twice, with neither light nor heavy force, as if soft feathers swept across.

Shang Lu subconsciously stepped back and warned with a smile: "Driving, don't do anything randomly."

Because of his hiding, his fingers fell into vain, rubbed his cheeks and fell on the willow nails.
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