"Dangdangdang, guess who I am?"

In the lounge, Li Junrong stared at the information in his hand intently. His slightly cool hands had covered his eyes, and the sound of deliberately lowering the pressure had already exposed her identity.

"Who? Why is it so dark in front of you?"

Li Junrong's hand was waving in the air, and he kept screaming. His exaggerated acting skills fell into the eyes of the visitor but were considered an "insult" to him.

"It's really boring!"

Zheng Xiujing pouted and sat on the sofa opposite Li Junrong, full of unhappiness.

Li Junrong sat upright again, staring at Zheng Xiujing in front of him, and couldn't help but feel funny. Among the girls he knew, it seemed that only the little girl in front of him would do such a prank.

"Why did you have time to come today?" Li Junrong got up and poured her a glass of water. He carefully found that the little girl's thin cotton T-shirt was marked by sweat. She could not be called a full and round breast shape, but she also had a little sexy feeling.

"Teacher is so kind!" Zheng Xiujing took the water cup and couldn't help but pour out bitter water, because she thought of her little brain, Li Junrong beside her was definitely an excellent object of confiding.

Li Junrong smiled and did not respond, and a little bit of pity was faintly revealed in his eyes. Zheng Xiujing has been like her own sister since she met her.

‘By the way, did you finish the soup last night?’

Speaking of this, Zheng Xiujing's little face was filled with a small expression of bitterness and revenge, which would not make people feel annoying at all. Instead, she had a playful touch in it.

"Junrong oppa, that... when will the aunt come again? The soup that I took back yesterday was snatched away by my sisters!" Zheng Xiujing's words were so sad, and her eyes were slightly red. Tears filled her eyes but she couldn't bear to fall.

Of course, the actual situation is naturally not as miserable as she said. There is still a certain amount of artistic processing in it. However, it is true that she did not drink much of the soup. Most of it was divided up by the nine sisters.

"When will aunt come to see you again? I feel that my aunt and I are quite compatible!" In order to satisfy my desire, the little foodie probably forgot the fear of meeting Luo Linxiang for the first time.

"I'm going to go home this week, why don't you go back with me? My mother likes you very much!" Li Junrong naturally knew the little thoughts in the heart of the little girl in front of her. "When will you have time? Tell me then!"

As soon as Li Junrong finished speaking, a hint of redness had already climbed onto Zheng Xiujing's cheeks. Even her crystal-clear earlobes seemed to have a layer of bright redness.

"Then forget it. You finally went back to the OPPA, so I'm embarrassed to go with you!" Zheng Xiujing kept waving her little hand, recalling the first meeting with Luo Linxiang. The little girl still felt a little helpless. She felt panicked for no reason in her heart.

"Dangdang!"

Hearing the knock on the door, Zheng Xiujing's small body was shocked, and the inexplicable atmosphere between the two was broken. She glanced at each other and swept to the other side quickly.

"Enter!" Hearing the knock on the door, Li Junrong had to put the strange feeling in his heart aside and ignore it.

The door of the recording studio was pushed open from the outside, and a figure in a light and comfortable sportswear walked in. Quan Baoer was a little surprised that there were others in the recording studio at this time.

"Senior Baoer!"

When Zheng Xiujing saw the visiting person, she immediately stood up and greeted her. Li Junrong was a little divine and did not get up.

Li Junrong is not a slim man, but no man has any shadow of machismo in his heart.

It was still okay in his previous life. He was overwhelmed by the mortgage and car loan and had to keep this in his heart. But it was different now. It was like a serf singing. Li Junrong was considered a bit macho. Li Junrong was not ready to act as a gentleman for Quan Baoer, who had always had a high vision.

Quan Baoer glanced over the two people in the recording studio in confusion. The blush on the little girl's face had not yet dissipated, and she couldn't help but turn her suspicious eyes on Li Junrong.

"Oh, hello!" Quan Baoer replied casually, looking at the girl carefully, and her suspicion of Li Junrong became deeper. He had long heard that he was using his relatives to live in the entertainment industry, and it seemed that he was really as he had heard.

There are not many rich second generations in the Korean entertainment industry, but most people have dirty ideas, which harm the little girls to give them some money, or use their own resources to send them to the three major TV stations for a walk, which is nothing more than these two.

Thinking of this, Quan Baoer even showed a look of disgust when she looked at Li Junrong. Fortunately, she changed her views on him just now because of the song "Plea tell mewhy".

"Siujing, are you okay?" Quan Baoer was still very concerned about the juniors in her company. He asked with concern, which made Zheng Xiujing stunned.

"Thank you for your concern, I'm fine!" Zheng Xiujing bowed and retreated to the door. As smart as she naturally realized that Quan Baoer was coming to find Li Junrong. She had long heard that Senior Quan Baoer cared for the juniors in the company, but she didn't expect that Senior could actually call out her name.

"Well, Senior Baoer, I'll go out first!" Zheng Xiujing said and then took the door softly. Before walking out, she carefully glanced at Quan Baoer and Li Junrong in the recording studio.

Seeing Zheng Xiujing leave, Quan Baoer brought a chair and sat opposite Li Junrong, deliberately distanced him a little. Since Li Junrong had already defined him in his heart and thought that he was a bad rich second generation who came to play girls in the entertainment industry, how could he give him a good face?

Li Junrong took a look at him strangely, then turned his attention to the lyrics book on the table beside him.

Quan Baoer didn't speak, so Li Junrong naturally wouldn't have anything to say to her, and the recording studio was in a strange awkward atmosphere.

A soft knock on the door woke up the two people who were trapped in their inner world. Zheng Xiujing poked her head embarrassedly with a small head, and she didn't dare to look at Quan Baoer, "Junrong Oppa, I'm sorry, I've put the thing here!"

"Oh, then come in and get it!"

Quan Baoer stared at the two of them. The gossip of a woman's nature was burning. Li Junrong's performance in treating herself and Zheng Xiujing was so different that she was even more considered a scumbag!
Chapter completed!