Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite NextPage

Chapter 220 The Femme Beauty Ji Huaijiu(1/2)

Two completely different voices sounded at the same time.

Su Qiao was in so much pain that she had the urge to vomit blood.

Her watery fox eyes were raised blankly, and she was completely out of sorts because of this man.

The degree of the fall between the two was different. Su Qiao's injuries looked a bit scary at best, but when she fell from the platform, her ankle was accidentally twisted, which caused tears to fill her eyes.

Empress Su wants to curse.

This white lotus.

What kind of rubbish mentality?

If Xiaobailian was placed in the harem and was a delinquent like this, she would be given a foot of red.

But this is not in the harem.

There is no king in front of her who can make her act unscrupulously and tyrannically.

Su Qiao has been working on a mission for so long, but it’s better to be the first one to think of those sickly girls.

Empress Su: QAQ

I regret my mistake, I regret my mistake.

If she hadn't trashed those five, she would still be dominating around those sickly beauties.

Where is it like now.

Seeing them was like running for their lives.

I almost knelt down and sang Conquer.

Su Bei was slightly startled and subconsciously shouted: "Qiao Qiao."

When he came just now, he only saw Su Qiao changing positions and forcibly pulling Su Mo'er to use as a backing.

The young man couldn't describe how he felt in his heart.

He walked forward quickly and instinctively helped Su Qiao up. Then he moved his eyes slightly and caught a glimpse of Su Mo'er's pale face in pain. He sighed slightly. He couldn't bear to run away even though he felt so distressed.

Help her up.

Su Qiao knew without thinking that Su Mo'er had calculated the time.

This is a special performance.

The purpose is to gain favor in front of Su Bei.

The key point is that her idiot third brother really believed it.

Su Qiao not only felt pain in her ankles, but also in pain all over her body. She just wanted to beat up this idiot.

Seeing his beloved third brother, Di, abandoning him to help Su Moer up, and seeing the whole crew circle around the white lotus, Su Qiao just felt like she was in a bad mood inside.

The director and others naturally saw who made the first move.

However, Su Mo'er was indeed injured more seriously than Su Qiao, and she was the eldest lady of the Su family. If something happened, the crew could not bear the responsibility.

So of course, Su Qiao was left alone.

Sumei said sincerely to the system: "...I have never suffered such grievances in my life."

System vicissitudes of cigarette lighting:

【Oh, I understand you】

[You wait here first]

Su Qiao's eyes lit up, "Are you going to buy me an orange?"

【……】

【go to hell】

After the two of them made jokes like this, the unhappiness just now dissipated a little.

Su Qiao sprained her ankle and was in so much pain that she couldn't stand up.

But that stupid brother was caring about Su Mo'er.

Just as she was thinking about whether to get up, the girl glanced aside with fox eyes and noticed a figure standing at the corner of the entrance to the set.

——I don’t know how long I have been watching the show.

The girl's voice was soft and full of charm. She tilted her head and said softly:

"Brother who is watching the show in the corner, can you help me~"

She said pitifully: "Saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda."

Hearing what she said, the figure moved slightly hesitantly, then took steps and walked slowly out of the corner.

Su Qiao's eyes lit up, and before she could even think of what to say to thank the other party, she suddenly looked up and looked into the young man's smiling eyes, and the words that came to her mouth were instantly stuck in her throat.

I saw the young man in white shirt in front of me, as elegant as the bright moon in his arms, his eyes seemed to be curved but not curved with a bit of coquettishness, his face was as white as snow, his lips looked like blood, and he tilted his head slightly and his posture was very casual.

Presumably, no matter who sees Ji Huaijiu, they will involuntarily sigh:

The young man on the street is very romantic.

——Ji, Huai, Jiu.

It turned out to be him.

Su Qiao gasped, wondering what kind of evil she had done to provoke him.

"Don't tell me that this guy fell in love with me at first sight and came to the set to block me."

The corner of the girl's mouth twitched slightly, and she spoke to the system speechlessly.

The system hesitated: [Probably not, he doesn’t know you]

Su Qiao has not revealed her secrets in front of him so far.

Not to mention revealing the truth, the two of them have only met once so far.

Just a quick glance.

How could it be possible to notice that something was wrong?

System: [Forget it, just take your time and play by yourself]

[I tell you, No. 2 and No. 3 are now joining forces]

[I guess No. 4 and No. 5 may also be colluding by then]

[Orphan No. 1 is just a child, you have to figure it out yourself!!]

Su Qiao: "..." Oh, this poor one.

She silently lit a sympathy candle for the other party, then looked at Ji Huaijiu, and suddenly felt that she could not laugh anymore.

She remembered.

During the time when the original owner was in the entertainment industry, he had no power, no backing, and was almost poor enough to beg for food.

In order to make money and bring some traffic to himself, the original owner of Silly Baitian came up with a great idea.

That's just to ride on the popularity of this actor.

She did it later.

From 10,000 to 20,000 fans, it suddenly increased to more than 3 million.

Ninety-nine percent of them are anti-fans.

I clocked in three times a day to scold myself.

Su Qiao bit the tip of her tongue and felt that the stall left by the original owner was really bad.

Not only did she have to face the ruthless whippings of five sick girls, she also had to clear herself up in the entertainment industry.

Why is this life so difficult?

"Hi, brother~" The little girl's face was a little pale, she tilted her head and looked at him, and said pitifully: "Can you help me up?"

"Those dogs are gone, brother~saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda~"

The young man's eyes briefly glanced at her ankles, and he saw the little girl kneeling pitifully on the ground, wearing a red dress that covered her ankles. Her small face was delicate and picturesque, but it looked a little pale because of the pain.

Ji Huaijiu narrowed his narrow phoenix eyes. He originally wanted to ignore it, but when he saw the girl's pitiful look, he couldn't bear it for no reason.

More than just being intolerable.

He even felt that for the first time, for the first time, a long-lost anger emerged in his heart that had been calm for so many years.

What a hell.

Ji Huaijiu twitched the corners of her red lips, lowered her beautiful phoenix eyes, and her tone sounded a little dark and unclear. The young man knelt down, looked at her levelly, and said in a clear voice:

"...who did it?"

The inexplicably dangerous tone reminded Su Qiao Lengbuling of his past method of fighting violence with violence.
To be continued...
Prev Index    Favorite NextPage