And, a faint smell of sweat.
Her eyes flashed and looked up at the person who let go of her lip, "Zaihe, shouldn't you be on the stage?"
"Why? Are you so afraid to see me? Guilty?" Li Zaihe raised his hand, took off her hair hoop, held it in the palm of his hand and kneaded it. Looking at Ning Jia's name on it, he felt inexplicably unhappy, "Since he is a fan of Ning Jia, why did he secretly take pictures of me last time? What? He wants to destroy me with smoking photos? Do you think Ning Jia can catch up with me when my reputation drops? He hasn't been able to catch fire for so many years, and it's just paste at a glance..."
"Why are you so mean? It's your brother who has worked with you for more than ten years. Moreover, Ning Jia is also very kind to you. Before, you were so busy on your trip and had to help you cook and wash clothes. You looked down on him. If you let Ning Jia know your attitude, he would be disappointed!"
Mi Raner angrily interrupted Li Zaihe, "I'm so disappointed in you!"
"My tongue is poisonous? I'm just stating the facts. You should also be able to see how many Ningjia fans came to FM tonight, and the supplies were not sold out. What if he took care of me? He tried his best to please me, couldn't he suck half of the fans from me?"
Li Zaihe pinched her shoulder, put her behind the door, lowered his voice, looked more and more heavy, clenched his teeth and said coldly.
There is still a little sweat on his face. From this angle, he looks like a devil, but it is more sexy. For MI Raner, it has a very fatal attraction.
Mi Raner clenched her teeth and tried to ignore his sexuality, "Please... Do you really think of yourself as an emperor? You look humble and have a high EQ in front of people. It turns out that you are such a virtue in private. Fans who like you for so many years are blind. Ning Jia's popularity is not high. However, over the years, you have made a lot of contributions to miracles, which is worthless. If you let Ning Jia hear these words, he will be very special Disappointed! "
"Let's be disappointed. Anyway, I don't care."
Li Zaihe lowered his eyes slightly and smiled loudly.
The hand holding Mi Raner's shoulder gradually loosened. He glanced at his wristwatch and then touched his chin. "Well, I'm going back to the stage to perform. On your side, I actually have a lot to talk about with you, but now is not a suitable time. Well, if you really don't feel guilty, contact my agent after this FM..."
Li Zaihe did not know where to find a pen, took Mi Raner's small hand and wrote a string of numbers in the palm of her hand.
When the tip of his nose was touched by Mi Raner's palm, MI Raner felt an obvious itch.
With a slight persuasion of her fingers, she wanted to take her hand back.
The other party was tough, grabbed her fingers, and didn't give her any chance to take her hand away.
"Li Zaihe, I won't contact you!" Mi Raner feels that Li Zaihe's character is too inferior. The most important thing is that after meeting Li Zaihe for so long, the system doesn't say that the task has been started. Therefore, MI Raner feels that he may not be the man of this position.
Such a bad man, she doesn't have to waste time on him!
Thinking so, she felt disgusted by such contact with Li Zaihe. She subconsciously wanted to take her hand back, and then kept a distance from him.