"You, what are you going to do?"

Su Qing lowered her head in a panic and covered the hem of her skirt, looking at Huo Long's gaze as if she was looking at a pervert.

Huo Long inadvertently saw this expression and raised his eyebrows amusedly.

"What do you think I'm going to do to you here? Want you? ”

Su Qing's cheeks turned crimson, not because of shyness but because of shyness.

She looked at the thin blade in Huo Long's hand, and assessed in her heart the possibility of using this to kill the hateful scoundrel in front of her.

"What? Want to kill me? But if you kill me, you may not see the next miracle! ”

Huo Long seemed to have penetrated Su Qing's thoughts, pursed his lips funny, cut the fabric he tore off into long and short pieces of cloth, and took off a few small pins from his clothes for decoration.

Someone passed by, and Su Qing embarrassedly wanted to push the other party away, but because of everyone's sight, she retreated and wanted to keep her distance from the man.

But with such a difficult action, she obviously can't control it.

The ten-centimeter high heels under her feet were tilted to the side hard, and a piercing pain swept through her body in an instant, making her ruddy cheeks even whiter.

Hearing the woman's muffled snort, Huo Long glanced at it, frowned, completed the movements of his hands quickly, and got up to pick up the person.

"Huo Long, you're crazy! Put me down, let me down! ”

Su Qing was startled, and found that her cry had attracted the attention of others, so she hurriedly closed her mouth, and could only keep patting the man's back with her hand, and lowered her voice to ask the other party to put her down.

"I promise you'll regret it if you keep moving."

Hearing these scary words, Su Qing hurriedly shrank her head, bit her lip and stopped talking.

"Boss, you ......"

The secretary didn't see anyone for a long time, and hurriedly took a picture to see his boss on his back...... Carrying a girl.

He hurriedly walked over, and listened to Huo Long's gentle voice completely gone.

"Ice packs, within three minutes."

The secretary hurriedly nodded in response.

But Su Qing was carried by Huo Long to the dressing room and sat down.

Huo Long has been in a high position for a long time, so he naturally has a powerful aura and terrifying momentum, which isolates him from the other young and energetic male classmates around him, and makes him the focus of everyone's attention from the moment he appears backstage.

"Huo Long, I don't need you to care, I'll leave immediately."

Su Qing didn't need to look up at all to feel everyone's eyes focused on them, she lowered her voice and pushed Huo Long to leave quickly.

Now she regrets it, she knew that she would provoke such a person who can't get rid of her, what clothes will she change? Isn't it good to go straight back to the dormitory and get a good night's sleep? Even if you don't wear such clothes and don't feel embarrassed to go on stage, it's better than being treated as a monkey now, right?

"Su Qing, who is this person? Isn't your boyfriend Song Jiahe? ”

"Yes, Senior Sister Su! And you and this gentleman seem to have a particularly good relationship? ”

……

Three women in one play, not to mention the backstage of the show where a lot of girls gathered?

Those who have a heart and those who have no heart have all gathered around, and every sentence is a pit, and their voices are thorny.

Huo Long didn't speak, he didn't mean to relieve Su Qing at all, and even the upturned corners of his lips showed his good mood at this time.

Su Qing grinded her teeth, and was even more sure that Huo Long did it on purpose.

She forced a smile to explain.

"This is a senior brother who graduated from the Department of Finance, and I happened to meet Professor Huang before, and Professor Huang asked me to take my senior brother around, but I didn't wear high heels, so I broke my foot."

The Song family had just finished talking to each other, and when he heard that Su Qing was injured, he hurriedly rushed into the backstage, but when he saw Huo Long squatting in front of Su Qing, he subconsciously paused.

But thinking about the meaning of Huo Long's words before, he gritted his teeth again and rushed in with a worried face.

"Qing'er, I heard that you were injured? What's going on? Do you know that when I hear the news of your injury, I'm going to die of worry! ”

Singing and playing, none of them are bad.

Su Qing felt sick and sick to her stomach when she saw Song Jiahe now, listening to him, she felt uncomfortable anywhere.

"Are you dead?"

The expression on Song Jiahe's face froze, and he forced a smile and pulled the corners of his lips.

"Qing'er, you're really kidding!"

Su Qing raised her eyebrows coldly and looked at him.

"I'm sorry, I'm open everything, just no joke! Especially not kidding you! And, if I'm not mistaken, we've broken up! So I'm sorry, please get out of the way, there's a place where you're there, I'm nauseous and want to throw up. ”

"Qing'er ......"