Sylvie and Her New Owner

Through the slowly opening door, he gradually saw the person who opened the door clearly.

Sikong Xi.

"Fuck."

He cursed secretly, just like Hill ten minutes ago.

The girl in front of the door was out of breath and pressed the button of the elevator without knowing how fast she ran.She was very glad that she was dressed in casual clothes, so she didn't feel restrained when running.Seeing the man supporting Mo Xue in the elevator, she was so angry that her eyes could almost burst into flames.

"Mr. Chen," her foot stuck to the elevator door, her breathing gradually calmed down, "come out."

Chen Xiao was calm, not panicked about being caught.He stood in the elevator without moving, and said with a smile:

"What's wrong? Miss Mo Xue is drunk, I'll send her back to rest."

"I'll deliver it."

"Don't bother Miss Sikong anymore, I'm quite..."

"I, come, send."

Hill said word for word.

She was as pretty as a kitten, but when the cat was angry, she had the majesty of a leopard.

Chen Xiao was stunned for a moment. He had never been deflated this time, but this time he encountered something that he couldn't afford to offend, but the dignity of a man did not allow him to give in in front of a little girl.He gritted his teeth and insisted:

"I just sent her up to rest."

"Do you think the people's police will believe your nonsense?"

Hill took out his phone and made a gesture to call the police.Seeing this, Chen Ling raised her hand, as if surrendering, and "cut" to the side unwillingly, turned her head and said:

"Okay, since I don't need my kindness, Miss Sikong, you can deliver it."

He left without looking back, as if his good intentions were really misunderstood.

"Eh."

Hurry up to support the crumbling Mo Xue, she groped in the girl's pockets, but found no room card or anything, so she poked her head out of the elevator:

"Sister Yao, go get a room, I'll wait for you here."

Go open a room for the second lady and other women by yourself?Fan Yao was in a complicated mood and went downstairs silently.

Hill dragged Mo Xue out of the elevator, and leaned the girl who had turned into a drunk against the wall.She remembered how she looked drunk, she seemed to be crying at the time, it was embarrassing no matter how she thought about it.If it is not forced by life, how can a girl get drunk in an unfamiliar place?Well, it's not considered unfamiliar. After staying in the crew for so long, they are actually familiar with each other, but no one can help her. This is probably the saddest thing.

"Sikong..."

"……hope."

While waiting, she heard Mo Xue, who could not speak clearly, muttering something.She heard her name, sighed, and didn't know if the girl was still conscious, so she patted her on the back:

"Ah."

The girl was silent again.

A few minutes later, Fan Yao brought the room card, and it was a suite on the top floor.Opening the door, Hill threw Mo Xue onto the sofa, and before she had rested for a long time, she saw Mo Xue bowed, looking like she wanted to vomit.Her face turned black, didn't she vomit to Si Kongqing that day?

If you vomit... well, it seems to be fine.

"Go to the toilet to throw up!"

She and Fan Yao carried Mo Xue on one side, and finally carried her to the washbasin. Hill was not good at handling this situation, so Hill could only continue to pat Mo Xue on the back, signaling her to vomit more slowly.

Seeing Mo Xue's painful expression, she thought, maybe she shouldn't have brought Mo Xue into the entertainment industry.

If something really happened, she felt that she would be ashamed to see Mo Xue's mother.

morning.

The sunlight couldn't squeeze through the heavy curtains, and the room was so dim that it seemed like day and night were turned upside down.

Mo Xue had some consciousness at the beginning, and then she woke up immediately - she sat up suddenly, and lifted the quilt on her body. Apart from being a little dizzy, she didn't feel any other discomfort.The dress on his body was replaced with a hotel bathrobe, and the luxurious decoration of the suite made people tremble.She put on her slippers, tiptoedly opened the door, and there was...no one in the living room.

The door of the other bedroom was closed tightly, she hesitated for a moment, and tried to open——

locked.

There are people inside.

She was nervous for a while, and was about to knock on the door, when the door opened by itself.

She saw Si Kongqing's face.

Si Kongqing was dressed neatly, but the bed behind her was a little messy, and there was another girl curled up in the bed, sleeping soundly and soundly in various postures.

"Someone said you were drunk last night." Si Kongqing shrugged, "She went to find you, and snatched you back from Chen Xiao, and opened a room by the way."

Mo Xue lowered her head: "Yes, I know, thank you."

She kind of hated that drunk self.

It's not that he hates her for making himself look so hungry again, but that he hates how she didn't say or do anything to that person even when she was drunk.

Or... that person could do something to her.

She won't mind.

"Drinking in the future will make people look better." Si Kongqing walked out and closed the door. "It's not like she is an idiot who comes to rescue you every time."

More people, like that prop master, have nothing to do with themselves, or are powerless.

"Well," Mo Xue said softly, "I will pay attention."

She used to hate the meddling fool, but now she secretly liked the fool so much.

Why didn't I find out earlier?

"Sikongqing, do you know that you are very enviable?"

"Ah, I know."

Chapter Two Hundred and Eight: Birthday Party

Sometimes Si Kongqing felt like a wolf with a lamb in its mouth, and he was walking among a pack of hungry wolves staring at him.In this regard, her way of handling it is-

It's better to eat it early.

She opened the door of the bedroom, and the fluffy creature rolled under the quilt on the bed, and made a dazed voice:

"Mo Xue...has he left?"

"Well," Sikong Qing closed the curtains, as if he was adjusting his tie, "She came home, her mood is normal, and she hasn't been affected."

"Well, that's good," Hill said with his eyes closed, "I didn't expect to meet such a person when making a movie."

The world of their minors seems to be extraordinarily clean, so they feel that it is impossible to meet a little dark and dirty things.

She lay on the bed and complained to the society. Suddenly, the phone vibrated "Zizi". When she opened it, it was the memo reminding herself.

Hill stood up suddenly: "Today is Lianxin's birthday!"

Si Kongqing was taken aback for a moment, looked at the time, the sun was high, and said helplessly: "This kind of thing should have been reminded yesterday."

But then again, I don't even know the birthday of my own sister, obviously she is even more incompetent sister.

"What should I do," Hill asked while getting dressed, "I haven't bought a present yet."

Although she knew what Lian Xin wanted most, it was the only thing that couldn't be a gift.She didn't know how to celebrate a girl's birthday. She used to take money and go to Internet cafes with friends to go crazy for a day, and then it became simpler and simpler until it was nothing. After becoming a girl, she really didn't have this kind of experience.

"Sikong Qing, how did you celebrate your birthday before?"

"When you're at home?" Si Kongqing recalled, "It's an expensive meal."

No suggestion of help.

In the car, Hill thought about it all the way. Suddenly, she clapped her palms and turned to Si Kongqing:

"I thought about it."

"What idea?" Si Kongqing asked curiously.

Hill didn't say anything, with a mysterious expression on his face: "You will know when the time comes."

Anyone who plays tricks lacks a beating from society.

Si Kongqing suppressed his curiosity and listened to Hill hum happily alone.A little unbalanced, she suddenly said:

"Actually, Mo Xue said something to me before he left."

Hill froze, feeling inexplicably nervous.She actually had some feelings that Mo Xue... probably liked her, but she was not sure; what did Mo Xue say before she left?Are the two confronting each other?Would she rush between the two of them, crying "You guys stop fighting over me"?

"Say... what?" Hill swallowed.

"You'll know then."

Sikong Qing tilted his head and looked out the window.

Hill was depressed. This man is really narrow-minded, and he took revenge on her so quickly.

In winter, there is no emerald green color outside the window, and the brown branches are covered with residual snow. The south is not a windy area, so everything looks peaceful and beautiful.

Lian Xin stood on the carpet with bare feet, wearing only a top.She stood in front of the closet, as if she was preparing for some solemn ceremony. In the end, she took out the pair of underwear that was obviously different from other underwear styles from the closet. With a red face and a complicated expression, she slowly put it on for herself. superior.

My sister wore it, and I wore it myself... This always aroused a strange sense of shyness in her.

It's like... an indirect kiss.

She was lying on the bed, flipping through her mobile phone aimlessly-in fact, it couldn't be said to be aimless, she was actually waiting.Generally, who celebrates someone's birthday?Parents to children, children to parents.Only parents would attach so much importance to the meaning of a child's birthday. In the past, a mother celebrated her birthday and measured her height. She would jump for joy when she was a few centimeters taller.But in this family, she didn't tell anyone about her birthday except her sister.In fact, if they open their mouths, they will definitely celebrate their birthday, right?Gifts and so on will be "just ask", but she doesn't like to ask for it. She has been sent to others, and besides being grateful, no matter how much she asks, it seems that she has no self-knowledge.

Maybe Su Na and Sikong Ruoshui didn't like her, but she still wanted to stay here.Why do you like your sister so much?Maybe it's because my sister chased away the group of nightmares that entangled her, and took her to eat a delicious meal of Krab King. She was like a baby bird being fed. At a glance, she recognized that this was her angel, who came after drowning. The driftwood was within reach, so I clung to it.

Of course, she is not the only hand on this piece of wood.

"Lianxin," the bedroom door was knocked loudly, "Sister is back~"