Xue Xiaohan smiled proudly, she didn't have the slightest modesty in her appreciation of Fan Sen, but she was also quietly relieved in her heart, she was really afraid that Fan Sen would have some crooked thoughts.

Jialan rolled her eyes and muttered in a low voice,

"Light bulb!" Xue Xiaohan glared at Jialan proudly. The next morning, when Tang Xiaoxiao, who was hungover, got up from the bed, and after hearing about his great achievements yesterday from Xue Xiaohan's mouth, his face turned green, and he buried his face in the quilt, wailing,

"God, who am I messing with, why did I get into trouble with such claws...... Someone will die, ......" Xue Xiaohan looked at Tang Xiaoxiao with a look of pity,

"That...... Boss, you better think about it, how can you apologize to Fan Sen today, when you finished filming yesterday afternoon, you touched people like puppies for a long time, and praised him for feeling good......"

"Wow, you let me die, don't stop me!" Tang Xiaoxiao has the heart to cry to death. Xue Xiaohan shrugged his shoulders,

"Boss, after you're drunk, no one can stop you, now that you have this kung fu, you might as well go and apologize to others......"

"Xiaohan, let her die, don't stop her." A mellow voice with a bit of coldness sounded appropriately, but it made Xue Xiaohan excited.

Turning his head, Fan Sen was standing outside the door in a nightgown, his slender body was half-hidden by his nightgown, the inverted triangle figure with wide shoulders and narrow waist exuded an extremely strong charm, his black hair was wet and dripping low, his white nightgown was loose on his chest, his knife-like muscles matched with snow-white skin, exuding the beauty of ancient art like a jade carving, and with that bewitching and handsome face, it was like a beautiful man.

Seeing such a picture, Tang Xiaoxiao's cheeks flushed and she swallowed her saliva quietly.

Xue Xiaohan got up and slipped out very well of the current affairs.

"Aren't you going to die? Why not go? Fan Sen walked in, closed the door, walked directly to the bed, leaned down, put his face in front of Tang Xiaoxiao's face, hooked the corners of his lips, and matched it with a refreshing shower gel, the taste was so good.

Tang Xiaoxiao withdrew her gaze from the other party in time, shrunk her neck uncompetitively, smiled flatteringly, and no longer had the demeanor of a queen outside.

"The way to die hasn't been determined yet, how can I die......"

"Now you can be sure that I strangled you to death." Fan Sen bent the corners of his lips, and his emerald eyes rippled with inexplicable coldness and majesty,

"—If you dare to drink again, I will definitely strangle you to death before you go crazy." Tang Xiaoxiao curled up again, trying to minimize her presence.

A hint of banter flashed in Fansen's emerald eyes, and then he straightened up and threw the bathrobe placed on the edge of the bed to Tang Xiaoxiao.

"Stupid woman, hurry up and take a shower, Luna called just now, saying that Narita's throat is temporarily inflamed and she can't sing, so let so many actors in the crew of "Campus Baby" try it to see if there is someone to replace Narita." Tang Xiaoxiao caught the bathrobe and was slightly stunned,

"Huh?"

"In the music of "Campus Baby", there is a section that needs to soar high notes, Narita smoked marijuana and drank with a few friends in the circle last night, and had too much fun, but she lost her voice, and within a month, she couldn't soar to such a high pitch, this song is just the high-pitched scale, and she needs better voice conditions, so ...... Here's your chance. Tang Xiaoxiao shrugged her shoulders, and when she mentioned these professional things, she no longer looked like she had just now, but raised her chin proudly, and a coldness flashed in her eyes.

"It's her own death, who is she complaining about? As a singer, Ju