In the morning, the four girls were stunned when they saw he Xian.
"Ah Xian, did you become a thief last night? Look at your dark circles. You want to be comparable to the national treasure giant panda!" Fu Shuang made fun of him.
Li Kexin Zhile: "can't you be tired from rehearsal yesterday? I haven't asked you to start rehearsing dance moves yet. Are you so tired?"
Wang Hui shook her head and joked: "Why are you so weak at such a young age? Hexian, you should exercise well."
Zhang ChuChu is unwilling to fall behind: "look, your military training is not active at all. You can't do this in the future. You have to strengthen your exercise."
He Xian's face turned black and his mouth smoked. He looked at Fu Shuang with guilty eyes and raised his hand to everyone's head.
"So much food can't stop your mouth, can it? Eat quickly. After eating, you have to go to military training."
All night yesterday, he never stopped those hot scenes in his dream. When he woke up in the morning, he didn't see the sheets.
The face in the dream was very clear and overlapped with the girl who narrowed her eyes and grinned at him.
That frown, smile and every move clearly have no special meaning, but they are inexplicably touching and irresistible.
He Xian was stunned. He stretched out his chopsticks and landed on a shrimp dumpling, but he was hit on the back of his hand.
His head shook violently and he woke up.
Zhang ChuChu frowned and said, "Hexian, what do you want? Run and put shrimp dumplings on my chopsticks. Isn't there enough for you in the drawer?"
He Xian looked intently and found that he almost grabbed the shrimp dumplings that Zhang ChuChu had caught in the air.
The guilty boy's face turned red and muttered, "no, I'm sorry, I didn't see it clearly."
Fu Shuang felt something was wrong and asked casually, "he boy, you're not in good spirits?"
He Xian grinned and cut off the topic: "I didn't sleep well last night. I'm a little uncomfortable in my stomach. It's okay, it's okay."
He was hospitalized with stomach bleeding before. Now he has been taking the pills prepared by Shen Peilan for maintenance. Everyone has no doubt on the excuse of stomach discomfort.
"Do you want to go to the hospital?" Li Kexin was worried.
He Xian forced out a strong smile and shook his head: "no, it may be that he ate hot pot too late and didn't digest. It's all right. It's much better now."
Li Kexin was worried and told him, "your body is important. Don't hold on. If you're really uncomfortable, you must say it and treat it immediately."
He Xian looked at Fu Shuang. She was drinking raw porridge with her head down and turned a deaf ear to their conversation.
He Xian's top son trembled and was a little disappointed. He smiled at Li Kexin, bowed his head and continued to eat breakfast.
The military training task during the day is still not heavy. One blink of an eye and one day passes.
After the military training, as usual, we went to the famous restaurant to rehearse the program.
The singing part is almost finished. It's time to rehearse the dance.
Fu Shuang learned a little dance in her early years, but Fu Zhengrong felt too hard to let her continue. She only studied for half a year and didn't practice her basic skills properly.
When they couldn't help, they went to the screening hall to see a movie and asked Li Kexin and he Xian to think about it.
The film is a classic love film. Looking at it, Wang Hui suddenly pointed out: "Hey, do you think there is something wrong with Kexin?"
"What do you say?" Zhang ChuChu asked actively.
Fu Shuang was stunned and immediately reacted. Wang Hui referred to Li Kexin's attitude towards He Xian.
She had been suspicious before. Li Kexin was really too concerned about He Xian and spoke from the standpoint of He Xian everywhere. If it wasn't brain powder, it was moving her mind.
Fu Shuang didn't answer. Her eyes were fixed on the screen, but her ears were bulging.
Gossip is loved by everyone, not to mention the gossip of people around you?
Wang Hui looked at Fu Shuang and saw her indifferent face. She couldn't help but gently push her: "Shuang Shuang, don't you think it's wrong?"
"Ah?" Fu Shuang smiled and shook her head, "what are you talking about?"
Wang Hui threw her a white eye. Zhang ChuChu couldn't wait to ask, "Hui Hui, what's wrong with Kexin?"
Wang Hui looked anxiously at Fu Shuang, hesitated, and then said two words: "He Xian."
Zhang ChuChu frowned and responded immediately: "you mean, Kexin likes Hexian?"
Wang Hui pursed her lips and said nothing, but looked directly at Fu Shuang: "Shuang Shuang, what do you think?"
This is tantamount to admitting her meaning, and Zhang ChuChu's question is indirect confirmation.
Fu Shuang couldn't pretend to be confused when she saw what they said so clearly.
"He Xian and I are just good friends and business partners. We have nothing to do with each other emotionally."
Wang Hui and Zhang ChuChu looked at each other and said in the same voice, "don't you object?"
Fu Shuang's face gradually became serious when she heard the speech.
To be honest, she doesn't support it.
Others don't know who he Xian is, but she knows it.
This kind of Playboy can make friends, eat, drink and have fun. If it's true to talk about feelings, whoever gets involved won't want to fall.
Isn't Gu Qingzi a ready-made example?