The mobile phone rang, and Di Hui answered the phone, "Mr. Di, everything is ready, it's almost a little dream." ”

The pills given by Di Hui really had an effect. Could it be that drug intervention is true?

Weisheng Xiaomeng's mood stabilized, "Mr. Di, I can broadcast live." Twenty minutes to go, I'll go down first. ”

"Then we'll go over and hang up. Di Hui hung up the phone and walked behind Weisheng Xiaomeng.

I couldn't help but feel a little sad in my heart, the so-called company's drug intervention, obviously, is a little trick to deceive. Di Hui guessed that this kind of trick can be believed in a small dream, and eighty percent of it is because of his young age and lack of involvement in the world. Therefore, I was deceived by my superb psychological hints. I really have the potential to be a psychiatrist, hahaha......

Di Hui took out the bottle of multivitamin in his pocket, "This trick is feasible." He poured out two pieces and stuffed them into his mouth, and followed the little dream into the elevator.

The door to powder room No. 1 was open, and the staff waited anxiously.

Weisheng Xiaomeng ran in, "I'm sorry, I've kept you waiting." He bowed and apologized, "Thank you for your hard work." ”

The stylist ran over with his clothes, "Quick, I'll help you change your clothes." "Put the slippers on the ground," "Come, change the shoes first." ”

"Trouble sister. "Micro Dream cooperated with taking off her shoes.

"The face is a little oily. The makeup artist grabbed the puff and quickly touched up the makeup, "Okay, the eyebrows are touching, and it's OK." ”

"There's still ten minutes to go, everybody's holding on. The agent read the process on the tablet, "The theme of today's live broadcast is Aladdin's magic lamp, and I have already given the draft to the clouds......"

"Xiaomeng is going to change clothes, what are you two big men doing here, go out. Di Xiaoling roared Di Hui Wanxing out of the dressing room, "Brother, have you brainwashed Xiaomeng?"

"A little subtotal, not enough to worry about. Di Hui ruffled his hair, looking arrogant.

"I'm going to the hallway for a cigarette, you talk. As soon as Wan Xing took out the cigarette case, he was snatched by Di Hui, "Mr. Di, are you playing inside?"

"If you want to smoke this, smoke this. A ball of tissues was handed over, and Di Hui gave the cigarette to Di Xiaoling, "Give this to his sister in a while, and I'll go to my uncle's place to see." ”

"Huh?" Di Xiaoling looked at the cigarette case in his hand suspiciously, "What?"

"It's a waste of such expensive cigarettes. The tissue was stuffed into his pocket, and he gently pinched the cigarette and put it under his nose to smell, "Well, it's not the same as the expensive one." Wan Xing glanced at his watch, "Time is enough." ”

Di Xiaoling followed behind Wan Xing, "What time is enough?"

"Don't follow me all the time. Wan Xing turned around and took back the cigarette case, "My foot is also lame, hurry up and find a place to sit down." ”

"Give it to me. Di Xiaoling snatched back the cigarette case and stuffed it into the back pocket of her skirt, "My brother said, let me give it to Xiaomeng." ”

Wan Xing smiled disdainfully, put his hands on his shoulders, quickly turned her around, and took away the cigarette case in his pocket, "Bye-bye." "Rub oil on the soles of your feet and run away.

"Stop!" Di Xiaoling clenched his fists with both hands, and was just about to stride after him, when he heard someone shouting behind him, "Mr. Xiaoling." ”

"I heard that you had a broken foot, so I went to buy some medicine. Fuyun came over dressed as Aladdin and carrying medicine in his hand.

"Tsk, that's annoying. Di Xiaoling turned around and smiled, "You're welcome." ”

"Sprains should be medicated as soon as possible, otherwise they will be very swollen. Go to the dressing room, I'll help you with the medicine. Come, I'll obey you. Fuyun stepped forward to support Di Xiaoling.

"Hehe, thank you. Di Xiaoling knows Fuyun's character very well, and he knows that he is a little careful. Don't say I really didn't pay attention, my ankle was swollen like a bun, forget it, it's better to use his medicine.

"Mr. Xiaoling, you sit. Fuyun took the cushion thoughtfully and helped Di Xiaoling sit down, "Is it okay?"

"Make do with it. Di Xiaoling glanced at Fuyun.

He was wearing it on purpose, the waist seal was not on his waist at all, and it was about to fall to the ground. In order to show off your figure, you don't have to do this. I'm really speechless, and I don't know what the company thinks, and anyone dares to sign it.

The spray sprayed on his ankles, and the floating clouds approached and blew lightly, "Huhuhuhu......" turned around and took out a pair of unopened pink slippers, "Mr. Xiaoling, you will have to take care of me more in the future." "Slippers are worn on Di Xiaoling's feet.

"That's nature. Erlang's legs were cocked, and Di Xiaoling leaned on the sofa, "I still have to rely on you to earn pocket money." ”

Fuyun knelt on the ground, took out an ice pack, and put it on his ankle, "I have an immature idea. ”

In the face of Fuyun's inaction, Di Xiaoling naturally has a countermeasure, "Then let's wait until it's mature." ”

After eating the deflated floating clouds, how can you stop there. The corners of the clothes are lifted, revealing the abdominal muscles, exuding charm, "That ......"

Di Xiaoling stretched out his fingers, hooked Fuyun's chin, and his mouth pursed slightly, "Come, stay close to me." ”

Fuyun's eyes closed slightly, and he slowly leaned over.

"Click!" a flash of light.

When Fuyun opened his eyes, he saw a photo of himself on his phone, "Mr. Xiaoling, what are you doing here?"

Di Xiaoling stood up and twisted his neck, "Fuyun, do you know the black belt?"

"Hmm." ”

"The little woman is not talented, and she has an eight-rank black belt. Di Xiaoling smiled slightly, patted Fuyun's head, and instantly darkened his face, "Don't ask me to smoke you." With a sweet smile again, "Get dressed." ”

Fuyun's brain was blank, his palms were sweaty and his scalp was numb, and he got up and tidied up his waistband.

The agent knocked on the door, "Mr. Xiaoling, we are all ready here, Weisheng Xiaomeng has arrived in the No. 7 live broadcast hall, do you want to go over and take a look first." ”

"Let's go. Di Xiaoling stepped on plush slippers and walked out of the dressing room.

Fuyun stood stunned, and the agent called him softly, "Fuyun, the live broadcast is about to start." ”

"Huh?" Fuyun came back to his senses and followed his agent to the live broadcast hall.

Live Room 7.

"Little dream, you're too good-looking. Di Xiaoling saw the little dream at a glance, and limped over, "My God, it seems to have seen the princess herself." ”

Weisheng Xiaomeng lowered her head embarrassedly, "It's not as good as you say." ”

Fuyun pointed to the manuscript in his hand, "Xiaomeng, there are still a few minutes, let's go to the manuscript." ”

Weisheng Xiaomeng nodded hurriedly, "Trouble is floating clouds." ”

"Alas?" I don't know who grabbed the back of the neck, and pulled back vigorously, "Look at the move!" Di Xiaoling raised his leg and kicked back, and the hand was released.

When Di Xiaoling first came in, Di Daling noticed her slippers, "Sit." ”

Di Xiaoling sat on the sofa, Di Daling pulled off his slippers, threw them into the trash, took off the slippers on his feet, and put them on for her, "There are five minutes left, you just stay here, don't run around." ”