As he finished speaking, Xin Kui raised her eyes, and their eyes met in the air.

The sentence "I haven't seen enough" that was about to blurt out was stuck in my throat, unable to go up or down.

Since it was not a sculpture but a real person, she really couldn't say anything.

However, at this non-embarrassing moment, Xin Kui finally saw clearly the appearance of the person coming.

He tilted his head slightly and raised his eyebrows slightly. Half of his face was facing the light, and his skin color was made even colder white by the dim environment, like polished jade.

The brow bone is superior and the jawline is clean. The whole figure is like the moon soaked in a deep pool, clear and sparse.

Listening to his voice, there is a hint of carelessness at the end that is not easily noticeable.

Although it was considered a polite inquiry, Xin Kui inexplicably sensed an aura of "I am the master of my territory."

She didn't say anything, and he had no intention of continuing to talk to her.

Xin Kui blinked sluggishly, and while secretly sighing at her good looks, she mechanically put her hand on the doorknob.

When she opened the door just now, she didn't put in much effort, and the door is still half-covered.

So just move it slightly to your side and you can close it again.

Just as the door was about to close, Xin Kui finally said, "Then... you can use it slowly."

Her tone was so sincere that she almost didn't even bow.

With a "snap" and a moderate sound, the tightly closed door separated the two people who met unexpectedly inside and outside the door.

Although Xin Kui joined the circle, she didn't know much about the people in it.

But He Yunyi is the type of person she has heard of, and he is also a myth that has become popular in the past two years. Whether it is the social software used daily or the discussions around real life, the frequency of the three words He Yunyi appears quite high.

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But - now is not the time to delve into this topic.

Who the uninvited guest is is the most important thing!

Xin Kui stayed in place, moved her feet several times, but still didn't move.

She scratched her head, feeling confused.

If I remember correctly, this is the second room.

Xin Kui raised her head and looked at the door, firmly locking the house number.

Sure enough, that premonition came true.

Hanging on it is a gold-plated nameplate, with a crooked crimson Arabic numeral "2" in the center.

This is incredible.

Was it Li Yan's slip of the tongue, or was He Yunyi simply in the wrong room?

Xin Kui didn't think twice and naturally chose the latter.

Just when she was hesitating and before she could make a final decision, a familiar voice sounded from behind.

"What are you doing standing around here?"

Li Yan just finished answering the phone and walked away, busy making some more detailed negotiations with the directing team. As soon as he finished his work, he came back.

Xin Kui saw him coming back and quickly waved, "Brother Yan, tell me, this is the room, huh."

As she talked, at the end, she gave herself some verbal affirmation.

Originally, it seemed that Xin Kui had been standing still, but now he heard her call "brother" again, and Li Yan was stunned for a moment.

Immediately, he became a little angry and said, "Why this room and not this one? Were you dumbfounded by the rain just now? Follow me."

With that said, he took steps and walked deeper into the corridor.

Now it was Xin Kui's turn to be surprised. She said "ah" twice and pointed to the house number, "Wait, isn't it here? You just said it was in the second room."

Li Yan turned his head and looked at her with a frown, "The second room around the corner doesn't mean the house number is number two. The suites in this corridor are all arranged according to guest seats. As a related household, you should keep a low profile."

The second room he was talking about was at the corner at the end of the corridor.

Speaking of this, he deliberately slowed down his pace, with a hint of teasing in his tone.

He looked at her like she was a fool with a look that didn't know whether it was appreciation or wishful thinking.

"It turns out...you are beginning to dream of this kind of room now."

Xin Kui: "..."

She recalled the furnishings in the house that she had just glanced at. It was indeed a VIP room, not to mention low-key and luxurious, with a huge area, floor-to-ceiling windows and a light well.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but there’s also a faint hint of lime and basil in it, which smells as good as mint.

Well, it’s not that I don’t want this kind of room.

It's just that she probably, even, maybe, briefly thought about something else.

——The sculpture she thought she was.

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Xin Kui couldn't wear any of her clothes because she was caught in the rain.

It was wet and stuck to my body, and there was a thin layer of water droplets on my skin.

But fortunately, it is my own private server, so there will be no impact.

"Go and take a shower. Don't catch a cold. An assistant and a makeup artist will come over to apply makeup on you later." After Li Yan ordered, he sat down on the sofa, opened the notebook he carried with him, and typed away.

"Well, I'm going to try on the clothes to see if they fit." Xin Kui took the bag from before and caught a glimpse of Li Yan's movements from the corner of her eye. Her eyes widened instantly, "No, you report to me now."

The itinerary is so exaggerated that it needs to be recorded electronically?"

"Not really." Li Yan said without raising his head, "There are assessment tasks in the company recently. You will have many announcements in the future, and I have to follow them, so I simply wrote them in advance."

Xin Kui hummed twice, said nothing, and slowly moved to the bathroom in the suite.

The sponsors also put in the effort this time. Xin Kui glanced at the tag on the packaging. It was a brand she commonly used, but the brand prepared a high-end limited edition.

She didn't wear makeup for the rehearsal today, so she didn't need to clean up for a long time, and it didn't take much time to change her clothes.

The special assistant and makeup artist for the award ceremony had just arrived, and all eyes were on her for a moment.

"Wow, it's okay, baby, this dress is really beautiful." The makeup artist was familiar with her, and after the drama queen got on top, she circled around Xin Kui.

Although the expression is a bit overdone, the words are correct.

To be fair, Xin Kui is definitely the type that can be caught at a glance among the crowd.

A short evening dress with two sections, playful and elegant.

The tender yellow pleats make the face look as delicate as a flower bone, and the collagen on the face is so tender that it can squeeze out water.

She has a small frame, soft curves in her shoulders and neck, and her whole body is caged in a glass jar called youth.

Like balloon bubbles floating in the air, they can pop with just a poke.

A pair of almond eyes are black and sparkling, burning with a tiny sparkle.

The unadulterated eyes stand out better on camera. This is also the reason why Xin Kui was able to make a splash just by guest-starring in a few dramas.

The most attractive thing about her is her slim waist.

At the beginning of her career, Xin Kui appeared on a variety show in addition to acting. During a certain session of PK, she won the title of "Small Waister" by measuring her waistline accurate to centimeters. The show is not very famous, but there is a story about her weighing her waistline.

The video clip has reached tens of thousands of views in various fan circles, and for a while, the topic has exploded.

When Li Yan heard the makeup artist's praise, he also looked at the little artist he was leading.

The company sent him here to take care of this new guy before, but he didn't feel anything at all. Xin Kui has a girlish nature. She makes trouble when she makes trouble, and plays when she plays, but it can also be seen that she is the type who is well protected.

After getting along for a while, he, the agent, accidentally learned that she was the sister of the company boss.

Before this, she had never talked about it and was considered very low-key.

Li Yan looked away and looked at the schedule in his hand, "Let's start styling now."

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At eight o'clock in the evening, the live broadcast of the awards ceremony officially started.

Summer is already hot, but the passion of the fans has not diminished at all. The roof of the main venue in the evening was almost overturned. The noisy night seemed particularly bright tonight, fulfilling the fantasies of many people.

The most suspenseful awards were left towards the end.

The seats in the main hall were lined up in rows, and in the solemn atmosphere, even the fans sat in rare silence.

Everyone is quietly waiting for the results to come.

"I announce that the winner of tonight's Best Male Singer is He Yunyi!"

After promulgation.

The slender figure under the stage slowly stood up.

When his face was captured by the camera, the atmosphere of the entire scene was instantly ignited to the extreme.
To be continued...