"Will you order takeout?"

Lian Qing replied stunned: "Yes." ”

She's so good at it.

Zhou Xinglan seemed to breathe a sigh of relief: "Then you come to work tomorrow, the address is ......"

Lian Qing didn't react, she tilted her head strangely: "No interview?" ”

Zhou Xinglan glared at her, and then withdrew his gaze after glaring.

It took a long time to hear him mutter: "Isn't the interview over?" ”

Lianqing: ......

All in all, Lianqing started to work.

She felt that as a bodyguard, she had to have a bodyguard.

So she picked out a small leather coat from the wardrobe that was easy to move.

But as soon as she arrived at the company, she was stunned: "I'm sorry, young lady, what did you just say about my position?" ”

The front desk was blushed by her "little sister": "Artist assistant." ”

Lian Qing frowned, she held her chin with one hand, and knocked on the table with the other hand: "Could it be a mistake?" ”

She's here to be a bodyguard.

"Why are you here now?"

There was a voice that sounded impatient at first glance, and Lianqing seemed to hear the little sister at the front desk screaming at the throat.

Zhou Xinglan is still dressed like a bad teenager: "What are you wearing?" ”

Lianqing: ...... This is Lao Tzu's line!

She looked at Zhou Xinglan's torn pants with a lot of holes, and a sweatshirt with a lot of holes, and ......

I really want to get a needle and sew it for him!

And that damn lip ring!

As soon as the system wanted to follow the trend and criticize a few words, she heard her say angrily: [How can you kiss this thing! 】

He decided to shut the mic.

When she looked at Zhou Xinglan, the other party was also looking at her.

He looked at Lianqing's thin trousers and T-shirt and leather jacket with a waistline, and his brows were furrowed.

Lianqing, who had just taken office, was a little excited: "What am I going to do next?" ”

To beat up those who dare to hurt Xinglan?

Zhou Xinglan raised her gaze, and her eyes fell on her hair: "Change your clothes." ”

Lianqing: "Huh? ”

Zhou Xinglan put his hand in his pocket and turned around: "Come here." ”

After walking a few steps and not hearing any movement, he turned back and walked to Lianqing's side: "Do you want me to invite?" ”

…… Where did this bear kid come from?

Although the attitude was bad and the tone was not necessarily friendly, Lian Qing still found that Zhou Xinglan deliberately adjusted her pace and tried to keep a distance of two or three steps from her.

But after getting off the elevator, Lian Qing realized that this guy really brought her to change clothes?

The company has a special clothing style, but Zhou Xinglan took her to his own private cloakroom.

Lian Qing looked at the rows of well-behaved and cute women's clothes inside with a strange expression.

"I don't see you still have this hobby?"

Do you wear women's clothes to relieve stress during work and leisure?

Zhou Xinglan's face turned red, and Lian Qing seemed to hear the sound of him grinding his teeth.

"This is a gift from the manufacturer!"

Then he added another sentence.

"I also occasionally work with female artists, and this is for them!"

"For example, when filming a music video, I am not satisfied with the clothes they brought and want to change them!"

"But I've already thrown away what they've worn, and they're all new!"

Hell why did he follow the woman to explain so much!

Lian Qing didn't hold back, the corners of her mouth and eyebrows were curved.

Zhou Xinglan was stunned for a moment, and immediately looked away again.

He said in a particularly impulsive tone: "What nonsense! It's time to pick one out! ”

"Anything is better than your current one!"

Lian Qing picked out a sweatshirt that looked relatively plain, and didn't change her pants.

It's so baggy here that it feels like you can crack with a kick.

The picture was so beautiful that she didn't dare to think about it.