Yan Xun took a deep breath.

"First, my name is not Yan Huohuo, my name is Yan Xun."

"Second, if you let me pass, will I pass?

Don't I want to lose face? ”

With that, she took another big step back.

Little Spicy Chicken: [This sentence pattern...... Why is it so much like a famous weather forecast idol drama? 】

It has a complicated expression of an old man in the subway looking at his phone.

Shen Yi chuckled.

His hands are so beautiful that they look like they came out of a comic.

The fingers were slender and white, but at the moment there was a twisted cigarette between the fingers.

He threw the cigarette in his hand in the special place above the trash can.

Beckoning to her.

"First, your name is Yan Xun.

But I prefer the name Yan Huohuo.

Second, if you feel that it is shameful to call you over. ”

There was a smile between his eyebrows.

"Later, I'll ask my assistant to bring the French dessert I bought to your room."

The two words were very important to him.

With deliberate seduction.

Yan Xun stood in place.

She thought about it for a moment.

Then I imagined the cuteness of the dessert in my mind.

Swallowed.

Maintain the remaining shred of sanity.

Yan Xun took a step and walked over.

Little spicy chicken supports his forehead: [A little backbone, hey! ]

What about saving face?

Big guy, don't be bought by a plate of dim sum. 】

Yan Xun walked up to him.

Shen Yi handed her the written tune.

"See how."

He hasn't participated in a variety show for a long time.

This time it's also to return the favor.

But now he's making a new tune.

But no one shared it.

It just so happened that she came.

Yan Xun seems to be a little less popular in the first song.

But she's not on the same level as the people here.

Yan Xun took it.

She just wanted to look, but looked up again.

Apricot eyes are full of seriousness.

"French desserts, is it delicious?"

Spicy Chicken: ...... oh

My host

Can you have a little backbone?

[Host, please.]

A bit of backbone. 】

Yan Xun replied calmly: "People are iron, rice is steel, and if you don't eat a meal, you will be hungry and panic." ”

[But you only ate it at the last meal.] 】

Yan Xun has a heartbeat.

"As the old saying goes, if you have a bargain, you don't take advantage of the bastard.

Are you willing to let me be like that? ”

[I'm willing to ......] Little Spicy Chicken replied without any desire to survive.

Yan Xun paused for three seconds.

Then, she curled her lips coldly.

"Little Spicy Chicken, your head is gone......"

Little Spicy Chicken just wanted to speak.

So it found itself forced to shut up.

Feed!

Host!

Alley! Big guy!

Baba!! I was wrong.

Please don't shut up, I was wrong, I promise not to talk nonsense next time.

Shen Yi nodded, and his tone was very objective: "The taste is not bad, sweet, but just right." ”

Yan Xun's eyes lit up.

She quickly lowered her head and looked at it carefully.

Shen Yi's eyes fell on the little girl in front of him.

People selected by the program team.

There really is such a pure mind.

It's rare here.

After all, there are too few white and flawless people in the big dye vat.

Hopefully, she can rely on her talent and get good results.

The more Yan Xun looked at it, the brighter his eyes became.

She looked up excitedly.

"Is this song recorded?"

Shen Yi smiled lightly and shook his head.

"Just wrote it, you were the first person to see it besides me."

Yan Xun couldn't stop marveling at this song.

It doesn't matter if it's a composition or a good word.

It's already very, very powerful.

"Senior Shen, you are really powerful, this song will definitely be popular all over the world."

Shen Yi's eyes were also infected with her smile.

His large hand landed on her head and gently ruffled her hair.

The tone was a pampering that he didn't even realize himself.

"Although you know, you might be blowing a rainbow fart for dessert.

But I'm happy......"