Jiang Xiaomi hiccupped, reached into his pocket and took out his mobile phone.

Lou tianqin put down his glass and looked at it.

She was drunk and looked at her eyes to know that she was confused, ignorant and vaguely childish.

"We've broken up. Why do you still keep his number? Delete it!" She made up her mind and looked like she was making up her mind.

"Hum, I don't want to delete all my QQ letters!"

After all this, Jiang Xiaomi threw his mobile phone back and roared angrily: "if you don't stay here, you'll stay there!"

Lord Lou raised the remaining half cup of wine and echoed, "have ambition."

"Dude, are you tough?" Jiang Xiaomi thumbed up and poked himself in the chest.

Lord Lou nodded, "hard!"

"Brother, cut the mess with a quick knife. Is the knife fast?"

"Come on, I've never seen you so fast." Lord Lou's eyes were slit with laughter.

"Man, do you do what you say?"

"Admire, admire!" Lord Lou put down his glass and applauded her.

Jiang Xiaomi's vanity has been satisfied here in Lou tianqin, but his tearful appearance is still worrying.

Lou tianqin handed over the whole box of napkins: "it's inappropriate to cry like this for the sand sculpture. Come on, wipe your tears."

"I haven't cried for a long time. I can't stop. Let's go."

Jiang Xiaomi drank up all the wine in the cup after taking two gulps.

She was heroic like a man. Lou tianqin's eyes were full of connivance and helplessness to her.

"After this round, you have to sleep, you know?" Lou tianqin was very upset when he cried for such a guy until now.

Jiang Xiaomi sniffed and nodded, "HMM."

They poured another glass of wine. After Jiang Xiaomi drank it whole, they didn't know the southeast and northwest.

Lou tianqin packed up the wine bottles and glasses. When he returned to the room, he saw Jiang Xiaomi lying on the carpet in a big shape, with big and small snot bubbles in his nostrils.

Lou tianqin helped his daughter-in-law wipe her nose and leaned over to hold her on the mattress.

Jiang Xiaomi rolled aside and subconsciously hugged the quilt.

Lou tianqin forced her back: "don't just hold the quilt. Am I a decoration?"

"Hold me!"

Jiang Xiaomi grunted, pasted it warmly, and wrapped his hands around his tight waist.

Lord Lou was elated and didn't take off his clothes, so he let her hold him.

……

After being sad, the work will continue.

The next day, assistant Wen and the photographer waited for her at the meeting place for nearly half an hour. Finally, assistant Wen was impatient. She dialed the phone and was hung up when it rang. Assistant Wen was very angry. She had been an assistant for so many years and had never seen such a famous person.

So he dialed the second call, and the ending was the same.

Lou tianqin hung up the phone and glanced at the little man buried in the quilt.

The puppy was very sad last night. Everyone was drunk when he was drunk. He vomited twice at night and didn't sleep until more than 3 a.m.

The phone kept ringing. Lou tianqin was a little angry and pressed the call button hard: "Hello!"

Assistant Wen had just prepared to question, but was frightened by the other party's pre emptive momentum. It took a long time to squeeze out a sentence: "who are you?"

"I'm her husband. Who are you?"

Assistant Wen said coldly, "ask your wife to answer the phone."

Lord Lou narrowed his eyes: "first tell me who you are, and then I'll consider whether to let her answer the phone."

Assistant Wen heard that the other party is not a good friend. It's really funny. The husband of a paparazzi is crazy.

"I'm sister Fei's help..."

Bata, Lou tianqin hung up.

What? No, no, no!

Assistant Wen: "... Hello? Hello?"

That's ridiculous. I hung up on her.

The cameraman looked helpless: "it's too early. How can we do it?"

Wen Zhuli's face turned blue and white for a while: "no matter how much, turn on the machine and let the national audience see how big a paparazzi can be."

Now the label that many artists are most afraid of is "playing big cards". Once it is pasted, it is estimated that it will not be torn off for a lifetime. Now the internet violence is so serious that Jiang Xiaomi dares to hit the muzzle of the gun. She deserves it.

The cameraman listened to the assistant. He turned on the camera and aimed the lens at the gate.

As soon as Lou tianqin hung up the phone, Jiang Xiaomi got up. She held her dizzy head and her eyes were swollen like walnuts: "what time is it?"

Lou tianqin went to help her: "why don't you sleep a little longer?"

Half of the quilt slipped, revealing her round shoulders. When Lou tianqin hugged her, his hand naturally stroked her arm back and forth, making Jiang Xiaomi itchy and sleepy.

"Bad!" It was like lying back for a recovery sleep. Suddenly I remembered that I was filming a reality show.

Jiang Xiaomi slipped out of the quilt and crawled all the way to the bathroom. After a while, he heard the sound of banging. Jiang Xiaomi put washing water on his face while brushing his teeth. Because the time was too short to tie his hair, he put on a dress and left.

"Sorry, sorry..." to make up for his mistake, Jiang Xiaomi bought three cups of milk tea and some small cakes on his way here.

Assistant Wen looked at his watch and said coldly, "do you know how to come here?"

Jiang Xiaomi knew he was wrong and apologized repeatedly: "there was something wrong last night and I slept in the morning. These milk tea will be regarded as my apology."

The little woman politely handed it to each other.

Assistant Wen rolled his eyes: "this is high calorie food. As a model, you can't touch these things."

After Jiang Xiaomi was severely 'taught' a lesson, assistant Wen said: "the people inside are waiting for you. Go and explain to everyone by yourself."

Today's task is to learn to walk on the stage. In order to make her integrate into this circle faster, the program team arranged a group of models to train with her.

Jiang Xiaomi was really sorry to see so many people waiting for her together. The supermodels played with their mobile phones, and none of them was willing to pay attention to her.

Jiang Xiaomi was embarrassed, and the overwhelmed Korean assistant looked over.

Assistant Wen held her arm and deliberately embarrassed her: "look for yourself."

Jiang Xiaomi pursed his lips and walked to the group of models. First, he made a humble apology, and then promised that he would never make the same mistake again.

But nevertheless, those people still maintained a high and cold attitude and ignored Jiang Xiaomi.

"Sorry..." Jiang Xiaomi felt a little tired after saying how many words of sorry.

This kind of fatigue is not physical fatigue, but mental fatigue.

I don't know how long later, Jiang Xiaomi slowly raised his head, glanced around like a torch, and suddenly roared: "I said sorry, did you hear that? Are you deaf? Are you dead? Won't give a reaction!"

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