"Xiao Juejue, this song is purely original by you?!" Lin Xingyao ran over and continued to happily press the tuft of dull hair on Su Jue's head.

"Uh...... You can say the same thing. Su Jue looked calm, she was just the person in charge of reprinting the song.

"You're good." A handsome young man walked in front of him, Su Jue looked at it, it was the boss who chatted with Lin Xingyao just now, Su Jue was in his heart: This is the boss, looking closer, it seems that he is not very old.

Chestnut broken hair, not thick eyebrows, light brown eyes shining with a little warm starlight, bangs covering his smooth forehead, but still not losing the sun, high nose bridge, the most suitable lip shape for kissing nowadays, fair skin smooth and translucent, like a perfectly polished pearl, just standing there, that gentle and noble temperament is also a weapon to attract people's attention!

"This uncle, I think so too." Su Jue's immunity to handsome guys has also been established for a long time, but it came in handy at this time. She narcissistically teased her bangs and slapped away the hand that Lin Xingyao was making trouble on her head. Hmph, don't question her singing skills.

"Poof." Lin Xingyao was very unkind and hugged his stomach and laughed, "Big ...... Greatly...... Uncle...... Poofhahahaha......" Lin Xingyao smiled backwards.

"Big, uncle?" Yi Jingchen looked stunned, he, is he so old?!

"Be the boss, don't pretend to be tender." Su Jue looked indifferent.

Boom - Yi Jingchen's world has gone dark.

what！！ He looks so old!! He...... He's only 17 OK?! Gentleman Yi Jingchen's smile froze.

"I think there must be some misunderstanding in this...... Poofhahahaha......" Lin Xingyao said with a smile while holding his stomach.

But at this moment when he gets justice - let him laugh for a while! Seeing the "gentleman" Yi Jingchen, who has always been calm and unhurried, was deflated, Lin Xingyao's heart was dark.

However, "feng shui takes turns", Su Jue waited for him to laugh for five minutes with an indifferent face, but saw that the heartless red hair showed no sign of stopping, so Su Jue pinched his thigh mercilessly-

"Whoa, it's painful, it's painful, brother, it's okay." The red hair looked aggrieved and asked Yi Jingchen for help, but saw that a certain man still had an indifferent face.

Yi Jingchen's inner OS: Hmph! Do it.