Chapter 1100

Liao Meixing just reflected that Anle was talking about her own eyes.

Before leaving from Liao Xinci and returning to the villa, no matter how she did psychological construction for herself, she was inevitably affected, and she couldn't stop crying when she cried.

As a result, I cried my eyes like this.

She thought that Anle did not find anything, and today's eye makeup also pay attention to some, did not expect or cover up.

Liao Meixing shrugged her shoulders and tried to pretend that she didn't care. But after thinking about it, she said, "I didn't say that before. Do you want to find a chance to talk with me about a lot of things? In fact, I have a lot of things, including selling the news before, so... Let's talk about it then, OK? "

After saying that, Liao Meixing was afraid that Anle would misunderstand him and quickly added: "I don't want to say it, it's because it's too long. I feel like I can't finish speaking all day long!"

Pei Qingle hugged Liao Meixing with a smile and shook her head gently: "I know, it doesn't matter. The reason why I ask is not to know anything from you, but to tell you that no matter what happens, you can tell my friend

Liao Meixing's nose was bitterly sour, and tears were shining in her eyes. She said in a low voice, "Anle, whether you believe it or not, compared with entering the final, in fact, my biggest gain is to have a friend like you."

"Why am I not?" Pei Qingle hugged Liao Meixing with a smile: "we two refuel together, no matter who wins in the end, it is the best result!"

Half an hour later.

At the beginning of the activity, Pei Qingle was still detained at the beginning, but she thought that she was also wearing a mask, and that there were some obvious pitfalls. Liao Meixing laughed and pretended to be silly to help her block it.

So in the end, she was completely relaxed.

In the middle of the event, when it came to the second half, that is, the communication with her fans, Pei Qingle unexpectedly found that there were still many fans, and each of them said very warm words to her.

"Anle, I will see the love painting before you every day! Before I was very afraid of love, but looked at your painting, I think love can also be a beautiful thing! Thank you

"I'm your fan! Although I just like you recently, it's wonderful to redraw the painting of he Lao! To be honest, I've seen and cried countless times. Now there are so many famous painters, and there are only a few of them like you. I hope you can continue to work hard. I and other fans will support you! "

After listening to Pei Qingle, he felt that the whole person was warm.

She can finally understand why those stars are radiant, because with the support and affirmation of fans, she will subconsciously feel that she is still an excellent person, a person who can make others proud.

At the end of the signing meeting, Pei Qingle came to a slightly shy girl with a cup in her hand and said with a smile, "this is the fruit tea I made myself. Would you like to try it?"

"Of course, thank you." Pei Qingle took it with a smile, but put it by the hand. He said softly, "I'm sorry, I can't show up now, but I'll drink it later!"

"What if you don't drink? Do you dislike it The girl suddenly showed the same expression as the sky collapsed, and her eyes turned red instantly.

Pei Qingle was at a loss for a moment. She couldn't see that the person who liked her was wronged. Although she knew that the other party might want to take the opportunity to see her face, what if it wasn't?

After thinking about it, Pei Qingle said with a smile, "I'm sorry, I didn't think about it clearly just now. You wait for me. I'll drink it for you now."

She took a deep breath, picked up the cup on the table, turned to remove the mask, and quickly drank the tea.

In fact, as she thought, the girl did not come to take pictures or do other things. When she turned around, she only saw the girl looking at her seriously.

Pei Qingle felt guilty. She thought about it and misunderstood it. She said with a smile, "it's good. Thank you for your fruit tea."

"You're welcome. I hope you like it." After a quick look, the girl turned and left.

Pei Qingle found that the other party didn't even ask for a signature, as if to send a cup of fruit tea.

What a strange and lovely girl.

Pei Qingle smiles and interacts with the rest of the fans, and then goes back backstage with Liao Meixing.

"How about it? Is it better than you think? " Liao Meixing asked with a smile.

Pei Qingle nodded decisively: "yes, although very tired, but unexpectedly feel very satisfied and very substantial!"

"That's for sure, because people need encouragement and affirmation from others all the time, and fans will provide these two kinds of things most. So when I went to the signing meeting before, I was very happy every time. Because I not only encouraged them, they also affirmed me, win-win ~ "

after laughing, Liao Meixing murmured in a low voice:" but how do I think you have more fans than me? ""You think too much, we are big net red?" Pei Qingle couldn't help laughing.

The signing meeting is over. Today's whole activity has been announced to be over. Pei Qingle sits on the sofa with a smile and sends a message to Gu Linhan. He makes an appointment in advance where to eat later.

"Smiling so sweetly, is it your dear again?" Liao Meixing joked.

Pei Qingle shook his mobile phone and said with a smile, "yes, I'll have dinner later. How about you? Would you like to ask Mr. Chen Yi out? "

"I asked him out? Why should I offer him? " Liao Meixing explodes her hair in an instant, and her face is stiff and retorts. However, this exaggerated expression will only make Pei Qingle smile more and more happy.

"Well, you still laugh at me!" Liao Meixing immediately began to roll up his sleeves, ready to have a big fight with PEI Qingle.

Pei Qingle smile hide, but suddenly the whole person without warning fell on the ground, face pain covered stomach.

"What's the matter?" Liao Meixing was startled. She knelt down and hugged her in her arms. After a few seconds, her face suddenly turned pale, her lips turned blue, and her forehead was covered with cold sweat.

"Pain, good pain..."

Pei Qingle almost exhausted his strength to call out, her whole stomach was wrinkled together, the pain she died, and her body was quickly covered with sweat.

This kind of unprecedented pain let her almost after saying it, immediately fainted, completely lost consciousness.