An Xiaoli looked down.

The characters of the script are very good, and the lines are also very interesting, if you can play it seriously, the effect should be very good.

I just don't know what the members' acting skills are......

"Go to bed early tonight, tomorrow the company will give you leave from school, and the company's car will come to pick you up in the afternoon, who else has a problem?"

Finally, Qiao Siyi raised her head and asked again.

"Nope." Xi Chen shook his head.

"I'm fine." Shang Lu spoke softly.

Cang Rin's always cold face has no superfluous expression.

"No problem." Amiens shrugged his shoulders as well, noncommittal.

Jiu Lan split his arms in both hands, lowered his eyes, and did not speak.

Qiao Siyi breathed a sigh of relief, closed the file and stood up.

"Rest early, I'm leaving."

The woman's slender and feminine back gradually faded away with the crisp high-heeled figure.

"Oh, sleep, sleep, I'm sleepy." Xi Chen stretched.

Shang Lu also stood up with the script.

Cang Rin stood up, with a muscular figure, thick shoulders and a narrow waist, and long legs, turned his head to look in the direction of the door, and then took it back, with no expression on his always cold face, and walked upstairs casually.

"I'm going to go up and apply a mask too, I'm half an hour late for today's beauty sleep, and my skin will be very bad tomorrow......" Amiens covered his lips and yawned, touching his face worriedly.

In the end, Jiulan Crack also stood up slowly.

They headed upstairs.

An Xiaoli closed the script, went to the kitchen to fill a glass of water, and when she came out, she ran into someone who was supposed to have returned to the room.

With one hand in his pocket, I don't know how long I waited.

"You ......" An Xiaoli pursed her lower lip and asked, "Is there something wrong?"

Jiu Lan turned his head to look at her, his eyebrow bones were slightly raised, the halo on the top of his head fell, and his delicate facial features were more and more profound and distinct.

Dark eyes looked at her, and her lips moved: "You ......"

After only saying one word, Jiu Lan Crack frowned, as if he was a little embarrassed, and after a while, he lowered his head, frowned irritably, and suddenly turned around and left.

An Xiaoli stood in place in a daze, looking at his back.

The next day.

The fat dragon brought breakfast, and Jiulan finally came down, the whole person was lazy, and the tie was tied haphazardly.

The fat dragon waited in front of the saddle and behind the horse.

"I thought you were in bed again." Xi Chen pursed his lips and muttered.

Jiulan Crack didn't speak.

An Xiaoli lowered her head to eat, and always felt an intentional or unintentional gaze from the other side.

She raised her head, only to see Jiu Lan Crack with her head down, eating expressionlessly.

She must have read it wrong......

On the way to school.

An Xiaoli lowered her head and quietly looked at the book in her hand.

Jiu Lan cracked along the way, his face was not good, Yu Guang looked at the girl beside him, and wanted to speak several times, but he couldn't speak.

The driver sensed that something was wrong with the atmosphere and drove the car fast.

When she arrived at the school, Jiu Lan Crack got out of the car and walked towards the school a little depressed.

At eight o'clock in the morning, Assistant He, who was sitting in the office building, suddenly vibrated on his mobile phone.

He swept his eyes as usual, and the next second, he was a little dumbfounded.

Master...... What do you want An Xiaoli's mobile phone number for?

Doesn't he even know it yet?

Jiu Lan, who returned to the classroom, kept staring at her mobile phone until there was a "ding-dong" sound on the ground, and a set of numbers came, and the gloom of her eyebrows and eyes instantly dissipated, and the corners of her lips hooked.

glanced at the girl who was writing with her head down in front of her, and typed a few words neatly with her slender fingers.

【Small Soil Buns】

After the morning class, the company's car really sent someone to pick it up.