"Is your throat okay? Open your mouth and let me see. ”

Cen Xing said as he leaned forward with concern.

Bolan, who was surrounded by a clean and clear youthful atmosphere, couldn't regenerate a trace of thoughts.

She pursed her lips, pushed Cen Xing away, and walked away with a displeased face.

It's -

Cen Xing, a music genius, asked for a kiss in public, and the invincible traffic singer Bai Lan coldly refused

of the site???

This situation made the reporters messy for a while, but they were also excited. What a headline!

Cen Xing subconsciously chased out, and Bolan had already gotten into the car sent by Tianhua Entertainment to pick her up.

Why are you angry? Cen Xing felt innocent and incomprehensible. However, it was much more reassuring to see Bolan unscathed.

When he came all the way, the feeling of the sky falling apart made him scared when he thought about it.

It was he who was careless and gave the other party the opportunity to jump off the wall in a hurry. In the future, he has to arrange a few bodyguards for Bolan, otherwise how can he rest assured that he is so far away.

As for the ticket, Cen Xing looked at the time and had to change it.

Leaving for the airport again, Cen Xing called Bolan, but was quickly hung up, and then called, but no one answered.

Cen Xingzhang was confused, and couldn't help but ask the driver: "Why do you say she is angry?" ”

When Cen Xing went to look for Bolan just now, the driver was not worried about him, and he followed closely and squeezed in. What Cen Xing said, the reporters in a circle couldn't hear it, but the driver heard it clearly.

The little young master has always said little, this is the first time to take the initiative to talk, the driver was a little surprised, his spirits lifted, and he said bluntly: "Because you only care about her voice." ”

Cen Xing was puzzled: "Is there anything wrong with me caring about her?" ”

"There's nothing wrong with caring about her, but right now, you only care about her voice."

"Is there anything wrong with caring about her voice?"

Driver: "......"

The little young master is dull to this extent, and he will really be alone.

The driver's heart was crossed, and he poured out what he had wanted to say for a long time: "If Miss Bai Lan likes you, then she will like you and respond to her with the same feelings." But when she's in danger, all you care about is her voice. It's going to make her feel chilled and feel like she's just your musical tool......"

"What? Brandy likes me? Cen Xing froze.

The driver hurriedly added: "What if, I said yes." ”

If it comes to this, the little young master is still not enlightened. Then this "what if" can avoid embarrassment.

"If she likes me, I can like her. How could I possibly take advantage of her? I'll tell her now, lest she be angry and misunderstood. ”

Seeing that Cen Xing started to send a message seriously, the driver felt that his head was big, what kind of ghost logic is this?

Are all artists' ideas so peculiar?

The driver seemed to have a premonition of the content of Cen Xing's message to Bolan-

Do you like me? If yes, then I like you too. Don't be sad, I didn't just care about your voice and use you as a tool......

If Bolan sees the news and decides to break with Cen Xing, she will have to be unlucky in the end.

I don't dare to think about it, it's just a Shura field!

The driver regretted his talking, so he had to die to make amends: "Liking is not something to be said casually, there are many ways to confirm whether you like someone or not." ”

"For example?"

"For example, do you always want to see her, do you want to kiss her and have other intimate gestures with her, but you are not disgusted at all, but look forward to it. I am willing to marry her, hoping that I can be with her in the future. Do you have all of these? ”

There was no response for a long time, and when the driver thought that Cen Xing was asleep, he suddenly heard Cen Xing's empowering gaffe and said, "Yes, all of them." So I've always liked her. ”

"I'm going to explain it to Bai Lan in person!" Cen Xing shouted, "Quick, turn around!" The happiness of the second half of my life depends on you! ”

The driver wasn't sure whether Cen Xing was talking about Sheng or Shen, and given that they were equally important, the driver didn't feel the need to ask.

Hurry up and take the little master and rush to his beloved talent!

Once he found out his mind, Cen Xing was very quick to get out, and when he got out of the car, he pulled a small handful of wildflowers, made them into a bunch, and then kept sending messages asking Bolan to come downstairs to see him.

Bolan looked at the string of news with an increasingly humble tone, and she was about to explode!

This person would rather miss her flight and be bombarded with phone calls and text messages in vain, just to check for herself if her throat is okay?

No, he doesn't want to see her tonsils tonight!

Even though she thought so, Bolan still went downstairs with a cold face.

It's not a problem to keep him waiting. If you attract reporters, you don't know how to write nonsense.

Of course, she was just worried about being scribbled, and she didn't feel sorry for him feeding mosquitoes downstairs at all! Not at all!

Bolan closed her mouth like a clam shell and went downstairs to see Cen Xing, but when she saw him holding a bouquet of elegant and lovely flowers, she knelt down directly.

"Bailan, I like you."

The orange light gave his face a warm glow, his eyes as bright and deep as the sparkling sea, and his voice was gentle like never before.

Bolan, who was too surprised, couldn't help but open her mouth wide.

Bolan: The little tonsils of "......" were finally seen by Cen Xing.

But Cen Xing's gaze didn't stay at her throat, just looked at her eyes like that wholeheartedly.

"You don't need to kneel down to confess, you should be proposing." Bolan smiled, the glacier on her face had already melted.

Cen Xing also smiled: "I think it's okay, or let's get married directly!" ”

Bolan took the flower and gave him a funny look: "Are you of legal age?" Flatten. ”

"Oh, yes." Cen Xing smirked, "Then did you promise to be my girlfriend?" ”

"No."

"Huh?"

"Who's the lovely woman?"

"Huh? It's not anyone, it's a song. ”

"Then why 'woman'?"

Cen Xing didn't expect Bolan to ask such a question, and replied truthfully: "Because it is easy to sing and has a wide coverage." ”

Bolan never thought that the answer would be so simple, that imaginary rival in love did not exist at all.

"Oh, I'm up."

"Don't go, you haven't agreed to be my girlfriend yet."

"I won't say yes unless I ......"

"Unless what? Say it quickly, say it quickly. ”

"Unless you can write a song that satisfies me." Dropping these words, Bolan ran away with a smile.

Leaving Cen Xing looking at her back in a daze.

In the dark, a reporter excitedly pressed the shutter. Exclusive, exclusive!

The rebooked flight had also been missed, so Cen Xing simply bought a new ticket for the next day. On the way home, he kept thinking, what kind of song did Bolan want?

Somehow, thinking of Bolan's slightly sour expression when she asked who the lovely woman was, Cen Xing suddenly realized.