The little goblin is wearing makeup in the backyard.

"He Qingqing! You sleep every day, are you a pig? If I don't come and call you, are you going to put a pigeon?" The boss's wife Jiang Longyi's eyes could be sparked. To be honest, she now wants to knock the singer in front of the dressing table to death.

He looks sweet and pretty, but why is he so sleepy?

He Qingqing still looked confused, her thin and light green clothes slid a little because of her eyebrows, revealing her white skin inside.

Jiang Longyi scolded her for a long time but didn't get a response from He Qingqing. Instead, she made her mouth dry. She picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea. She turned to see her singer who was dressed in disheveled clothes. She felt a little confused and walked over with a fierce look.

"You must always pay attention to your demeanor. Today, I saw the gossip tabloid saying that you rely on selling your position and even have children." Jiang Longyi sorted out He Qingqing's clothes, and she thought she might be the most conscientious boss in Jiuzhou Imperial City.

Other bosses want their singers to make money by selling themselves, but she is worried that their baby singers will be taken advantage of by those stinky men all day long.

He Qingqing finally felt reluctant to open her mouth: "Oh, who is my child's father?"

"Chu Xinghe! I met him when I went to buy breakfast this morning. I heard this from him. The rumor came without even a single word, and I still can't understand the thoughts of those people." Jiang Longyi spoke very quickly.

Chu Xinghe is He Qingqing's old friend and a serious human son.

The boy was rebellious, started from scratch, and has been a piano player until now.

Chu Xinghe is talented, but not famous.

He Qingqing looked careless, but Jiang Longyi had to worry about it.

Fortunately, Chu Xinghe works under his own hands.

"Okay, go on stage soon. If you don't go there, you should say that you're done singing today because you've gone to have a child." Jiang Longyi pulled and dragged the person to the backstage.

He Qingqing doesn't want to sleep like this every day, but who said she is a little demon who has a hard transformation? Maintaining human form is a very tiring thing. You can't blame her if you sleep for a while. She didn't mean to be lazy, she really couldn't help but want to sleep.

Jiang Long held his forehead and repeatedly reminded him: "He Qingqing! Don't sleep on the stage, don't. If you sleep, I will go to your room tonight to hang a beam and commit suicide!"

"Boss lady." He Qingqing patted her face and cheered her up. She turned around and smiled before going on stage, "I think my mother knows that I may have a man, and she will be very happy. You don't know how much she wants to marry me. Even if I like a human."

Before Jiang Longyi could say anything, Chu Xinghe came over with Qixianqin in her arms: "Actually, it's okay to marry you. How about it? Do you want to consider marrying me?"

Chu Xinghe has a beard and looks more than ten years older than He Qingqing.

In fact, Chu Xinghe is only twenty-three.

He Qingqing said: "Brother, humans and demons will not have good results."

"You reject me without even thinking about it." Chu Xinghe sighed.

Yin Jiu listened to the news from Wu Yao, hugged Su Qingwan and smiled so hard that his branches were trembling: "This little thrush is amazing, interesting, really interesting."

Su Qingwan pinched Yin Jiu's finger helplessly: "Master Jiu, you have too much laughter."

The sound of the singer opening her voice came downstairs, and the little slutty songs mixed with the tenderness of the water town, which was so beautiful. For a moment, even Yin Jiu calmed down.

Even Ji Jingyun relaxed after persisting for a while.

Maybe he was wrong?

After all, He Qingqing can sing such a gripping little song.

Ah, after listening to it, I suddenly wanted to fall in love.

Su Qingwan suddenly remembered it.

The thrush is also a kind of creature who is good at singing.

Yin Jiu had unconcealed praise in his eyes. No wonder such a singing attracted Wen Yujun's attention, not to mention that he was singing the song of the marquis emperor.

It seems that no matter what era the song of the shark emperor is imitated by the demons.

The singer on the stage left the curtain, and Yin Jiu whispered in Su Qingwan's ear: "This is a song composed by the shark emperor in private. Later, I was in the bottom of the box. I didn't expect that I could still hear it today ten thousand years later."

Su Qingwan thought Yin Jiu would ask He Qingqing to talk after He Qingqing stepped down, but in fact, after the manager made it clear that He Qingqing would not go to the stage again today, Yin Jiu took his family away, as if he was a guest who came to grind the time.

"Master Jiu, are we leaving like this?" Ji Jingyun asked.

Yin Jiu spread his hands: "What if it is?"

Ji Jingyun was stunned: "Didn't you come here for Wen Yujun?"

"If he doesn't look for me, it means I don't need my intervention." Yin Jiu walked slowly in front with his wide sleeves ink, "If I am willing to meddle in other people's business, would I have to wait for the present? I came to listen to the song to satisfy my curiosity."

"He Qingqing knows the private song of the marvel emperor." Ji Jingyun pointed to his ear, saying that even if the Ninth Master spoke in a low voice, he heard it. He leaned over with a shy face in joy and asked, "Ninth Master, do you think she is the reincarnation of the marvel emperor!"

Don’t be great if you renew your relationship or something!

There is absolutely no.

In this way, Wen Yujun is inexplicable.

Yin Jiu touched his head and said, "It is a disease if you have a bad brain, don't give up treatment."

Su Qingwan also had this faint doubt, but Yin Jiu had already shown that he would not interfere with the direction of the matter, so it would be the same whether this doubt could be resolved or not.
Chapter completed!