Transmigration:Evil BOSS, bad to the core!

Ning Jia, in this group, does not seem to have a strong sense of existence.

Of course, he spent most of his time thinking about how to please miran'er, how to take care of miran'er, and how to get his own weight.

At the end of the night, MI Ran'er had something to eat for dinner, but her physical strength obviously couldn't keep up.

Her participation in the whole process was not so strong, and she was soon eliminated.

Sitting in the observation room, she found that there was a camera to shoot herself, so she kept reacting.

Soon Ning Jia came in.

There are so many vacant seats. As a member of an idol group, Ning Jia doesn't know how to keep a distance from Nu AI Dou. Instead, she comes and sits down next to Nu AI Dou, for fear that she won't be scolded for her

"I don't think you look well, do you? I have medicine with me. Would you like some? " After sitting down and reacting in front of the camera, Ning Jia looks back and asks mi Ran'er anxiously in a low voice.

"Nothing. I'm just a little tired. Thank you, master." Mi Ran'er smiles and shakes her head, refusing Ning Jia's kindness.

Ning Jiawei frowned, "how do I feel that you are more and more polite to me now? Before that, you still... "

"Master, what I want to say is that the past is totally different from the present. As you know, the identity is totally different... Would you please stop talking about the past? If you let someone know, you will certainly use it as an article. You're OK. You've been on the road for many years, but it's a fatal blow to my new comer. "

What mi Ran'er said surprised Ning Jia.

Then he glanced at the camera, pursed his lips, and finally stopped talking.

By the end of the recording, it was about 10 p.m.

At the end of the show, the crew gave souvenirs to each of the guests who took part in the recording. Mi Ran'er walked towards the nanny car with a pile of souvenirs in her arms.

Behind, Ning Jia catches up.

"Let me help you..."

"No!" She shook her head and refused, "master, you also have so many things."

"It's OK, I..." Ning Jia didn't give up.

Mi Ran'er, who had been holding her breath for a whole day, suddenly stopped and looked around. When she was sure that there was no one, she glared at Ning Jia and said angrily, "master, please don't pester me? I admit that I took your photos when I was not on the stage, but I'm not a fan of you. FM just happened to buy your aid at that time. I didn't want to hurt you before, but you really put a lot of pressure on me and annoyed me. Do you understand? "

Miran'er couldn't help popping all her heart out at Ning Jia. Looking at Ning Jia's changed face, miran'er felt abnormal satisfaction.

"So, master, when you see me next time, please don't be familiar with me. In fact, I'm not interested in you!"

With that, MI Ran'er turned away without waiting for Ning Jia to respond.

Ning Jia's face was dull for a long time before she turned to look at Mi Ran'er's back.

His pupils trembled, and then a sneer rose from the corner of his mouth.

Tight teeth, after a long time, he whispered, "bitch!"

In fact, MI Ran'er doesn't want to be shameless with Ning Jia in this way. However, this man is really shameless. She thinks that if she doesn't draw a clear line like this, Ning Jia will probably pursue her affectionately.