Before going to bed, even if her eyes were too sleepy to open, she still picked up her mobile phone and flipped through the records, but there were no missed calls or messages she wanted to see, and her mouth pouted.

"Bastard......" Song Xingchen scolded in a daze, and fell asleep.

As everyone knows, Leng Haochen was busy abroad without touching the ground, just so that he could come back and see her earlier, but he was scolded by her and sneezed one after another......

The next day, it was not dawn.

Because the variety show is a flying guest, in order to cooperate with the publicity of the variety show, the crew also directly gave the main creator a vacation, and several people flew together to participate in the variety show.

As soon as Song Xingchen woke up, he was directly stuffed on the plane and went to the location of the variety show.

The variety show footage started one after another from the time a few people got on the plane.

Song Xingchen was looking for her seat, Qiao Mingzhu suddenly walked up to her, and said with some embarrassment: "Xingchen, otherwise you should upgrade, what should you do if you are uncomfortable in this kind of place?" ”

Song Xingchen was at a loss when he heard this, and the staff next to him who was helping Song Xingchen find a seat also looked embarrassed.

Seeing that the atmosphere was solidified, Qiao Mingzhu looked at the staff as if she had realized that she had said the wrong thing, and raised her hand to cover her lips and pretended to be innocent.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean that, you don't know, Xingchen was raised very well by her boyfriend, and her boyfriend was very distressed when she broke a piece of skin, so I just asked, so that the program team would not be held accountable when the time came."

As soon as he finished speaking, the eyes of the staff looking at Song Xingchen changed.

She stuffed Song Xingchen's things back, and said crampedly: "Miss Song, I'm sorry, I still have work over there, so I won't accompany you for now." ”

After saying that, the staff slipped away quickly.

Song Xingchen turned his head and glanced at Qiao Mingzhu lightly, his thin lips slightly hooked close to Qiao Mingzhu's earlobe: "You hang my boyfriend on your lips every day, do you still want to seduce him once?" Didn't you lose enough last time? ”

Song Xingchen's voice was very low, so low that only the two of them could hear it.

Qiao Mingzhu bit her lip and glared at Song Xingchen: "You, you slut!" ”

"If I want to, do you think Leng Haochen can look up to a good-for-nothing cheap woman like you?" Qiao Mingzhu lowered his voice and scolded viciously.

Do you think it's great for Leng Haochen to support her, she is less proud in front of her, a slut who can't get on the stage, she has been a slut all her life, and only this kind of slut can do this kind of thing.

"I thought you could pretend." Speechless to Qiao Mingzhu, Song Xingchen glanced at her lazily, and didn't have much interest in her scolding, so he turned around and went directly to find his seat.

"I'm going to sleep, I accompanied Haochen on the phone last night, I'm very tired, please don't bother me." For this kind of duplicitous woman, Song Xingchen only needs to wait quietly, and naturally there is a handle in her hands.

Qiao Mingzhu gritted her teeth and watched her pull up the blindfold, and endured it again and again so that she didn't pounce on her and slap her.

Anyway, Song Xingchen couldn't be arrogant for long.

The plane arrived at its destination three hours later, and the variety show filming at this time took two days and two nights.

After landing, Song Xingchen's assistant helped her get things, and other staff members wanted to come up to help, after all, Sun Qianyi and Qiao Mingzhu had someone to help.

As soon as the man took a step forward, he was suddenly stopped, and the girl who grabbed him was the one who had just helped Song Xingchen find a seat.

Song Xingchen didn't pay attention to these small details.

At dinner in the evening, Song Xingchen was also alone, and Qiao Mingzhu completely separated the staff from contact with her, except for filming.

After all, no one wants to touch a time bomb, and if something is not done well, resulting in a bump, they are not asking for their own death.

Only Qiao Mingzhu sat next to Song Xingchen.

During the meal, he also deliberately helped Song Xingchen pick up vegetables, and his intimacy with her was as if the confrontation on the plane was Song Xingchen's imagination alone.

Qiao Mingzhu scooped a spoonful of eight-treasure tofu and put it in front of Song Xingchen.

Song Xingchen hates to eat tofu the most, and his mouth is full of the fishy smell of tofu.

Seeing that Song Xingchen didn't mean to eat, Qiao Mingzhu smiled and said, "Xingchen, why don't you eat, isn't the food here to your taste?" ”

One sentence successfully made the people at the table lose their appetite.

Several staff members secretly looked at Song Xingchen and muttered secretly.

"What are you pretending to be, if you can't get used to eating, you still come with us, just go out to eat by yourself, it's unappetizing."

The voice was neither loud nor small, enough for everyone to hear, but the voice was hidden in the crowd, and it was impossible to find out who said it.

Song Xingchen lowered his eyes and looked at the tofu in the bowl and looked at all the staff sitting again: "It's just the tofu that doesn't suit your appetite." ”

After speaking, Song Xingchen signaled to Xiao Ke, and Xiao Ke immediately took out the things prepared in advance, and each staff member packaged a small box and distributed it to their hands.

"It's all local snacks, and I see that everyone is very busy with work, so I asked Xiao Ke to pack some for everyone to taste."

Some people opened the box, and there were not very valuable things lying inside, just some special pickles and tofu, and some bits and pieces.

This move really instantly brought Song Xingchen closer to him.

"Thank you, Sister Xingchen."

After dinner, Song Xingchen and the main creators returned to the hotel.

On the way, I don't know if everyone was intentional or unintentional, so Song Xingchen and Qiao Mingzhu walked at the end.

At the intersection, the green light is on.

Qiao Mingzhu suddenly grabbed Song Xingchen's hand, and everyone crossed the street, but Song Xingchen missed the green light because of her drag.

"What are you doing?" Raising his hand and shaking off Qiao Mingzhu's hand, Song Xingchen asked vigilantly.

"Ah......" Who knows, Qiao Mingzhu didn't know if she didn't stand firm or what, Song Xingchen threw her directly to the ground.

"I just wanted to remind you that there's a car coming." Qiao Mingzhu was lying on the ground, looking weak, her knees were on the concrete floor, and blood flowed down the wound.

She lifted the hem of her skirt generously, although she was wearing a hat and a mask, but no matter how bad she looked, passers-by still stopped to watch.

Song Xingchen looked at Qiao Mingzhu coldly: "What do you want to do?" ”

"My leg hurts a little and I can't get up." Qiao Mingzhu finished speaking aggrievedly, and stretched out his hand to her: "Can you help me?" ”

Song Xingchen looked at her white hand, thinking of Sun Qianyi's moves that day, he didn't agree with Qiao Mingzhu's words, and said with a cold face: "I'll ask your assistant to come over." ”

After speaking, he was about to wave to the other side, but no one over there had noticed anything strange here, and everyone walked away with a smile.

Song Xingchen: "......"

She didn't believe it when she said it wasn't designed!

How could Zhang Min and his assistant leave Qiao Mingzhu's baby bump and don't ask?