Chapter 1543： Tyrant, please advise (44)

Su Jue nodded indifferently, withdrew his hand and walked towards Lin Laiqing.

"Bai Mufeng again? She cried again?"

Lin Laiqing nodded and pouted at Su Jue.

"Bring it." Su Jue frowned and took Lin Laiqing's cell phone. "Bai Mufeng, are you my mother? I'm a little bit windy, you have to ask my agent, if you are so busy, don't stay How good is it to go out and find a job at home? "

Xia Qiu heard another sob when he heard the phone call, apparently Bai Mufeng did not control his emotions.

Hearing Bai Mufeng crying, Xia Qiu did not have any pleasure, but this is a task, and the task is no matter what the process is, as long as the result is completed.

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Hanging from the phone, the air pressure around Su Jue was very low.

Lin Laiqing took his schedule to tell him, all of them lowered his voice, as if careful.

Su Jue sat on the sofa for a long time, his face turned dark suddenly.

"Yesterday, Su Mimei's voice was very good. You might as well go to the company and have someone sign her." He said to Lin Laiqing.

"It's okay." Lin Laiqing was busy with her work. "Why are you holding this Su Meimei?"

It ’s unusual to see Su Ju being so attached to whom, isn't it because he was beaten in the game and grabbed his limelight? Is this so?

"What do you know. That's ..." Su Jue said halfway and stopped.

Su Jue is rare to find him. If he is an elder brother who can't even do this, what face is there?

"Anyway, if you come back and touch this fan of Su, doesn't she have an epic task in her hand? Explore her tone, how much can it sell, or how can she invite me to do that task!" Su Jue said to herself Leaning back on the sofa, the tall and tall body seemed to sink into the sofa.

He looked at Xia Qiu sitting by the door and patted himself beside him.

"Come and sit."

Xia Qiu shook his fingertips.

"Little girlfriend, come, let's talk." Su Jue said again.

After being named, Xia Qiu took a quiet look, just looking into Su Jue's lazy black eyes, and she looked back in panic.

Su Jue smiled deeper.

"Ling Xiaqiu, come and talk with me."

Xia Qiu looked at Lin Laiqing as if for help.

Lin Laiqing glanced at her, smiled at her, and lowered her head to work.

"Come ~" Su Jue patted Sha Fa next to him, his eyes dark.

Xia Qiu stood up hesitantly, put down his pen, and passed by small steps.

As soon as she walked to Su Jue, Su Jue stretched her arms around her wrists, and with a little effort pulled her "unguarded" to a sofa.

And Sujue steadily supported Xia Qiu, holding one hand around her waist and the other on her wrist.

Xia Qiu was sitting directly on Su Jue's lap and was taken in his arms.

"Master Jue!" Xia Qiu bit her lip, two crimson flying on her cheek, and she looked at Su Jue with light in her eyes.

"Good." Su Jue took Xia Qiu's head and pressed her face to her shoulder, and her thin lips smiled slightly, "Sit with me for a while."

Struggling Xia Qiu stopped.

Her eyes drooped slightly, and her gaze fell on the back of Su Bei's beige sofa.

No shyness or panic, her eyes were calm.

And Su Jue, who was holding her slowly, touched her hair and thoughtfully.

Few people know that Su Jue was born with a special insight into sound. Last night, he felt familiar with the voice of Su Mimei. When he saw this handsome girl today, he was always incapable of speaking.

He just remembered sitting here just now.