The show was blocked, and she rolled her eyes and looked at her. After losing her body and being humiliated, her mother died tragically on the street, and her dignity was lost... When she jumped down from a high building, she wanted to tear off the face in front of her countless times and ruined it! She vowed that if she could live for a lifetime, she would definitely not let herself live so miserable again!

Song Xinran reached out to touch her beating heart, and the blood in her body was about to flow up! Haha, it's great to be alive!

The phone sounded cute vomiting blood. She looked at the name flashing on the screen, searched in her memory, and finally met a little girl with a ponytail. Oh, it was her agent who came.

"Hey, Xiaoxi, you're calling right," Song Xinran used her finger to hook up a pink and outrageous suspender skirt on the hanger, and there were even pink sequins on it. She felt goose bumps in her heart and said to her phone, "Buy me two sets of normal clothes."

Fan Xiaoxi was about to say something, but was interrupted by Song Xinran, "Remember, I don't want pink!"

Fan Xiaoxi, who was far away from the other end of the phone, could also feel the strong disgust from Song Xinran. Fan Xiaoxi was about to sweat, and when did her eldest lady start to change her style? Why didn’t she know!

But it's great, is it? She has long seen her box of lace fluffy skirt that is so pink that it's going crazy, okay?

Fan Xiaoxi rushed to Song Xinran's single apartment. She is a universal assistant and agent, and she brings her own key to each door of Song Xinran's home, just to facilitate the convenience of giving food to this ancestor who often plays games until she dies. Otherwise, she might not have starved to death at home that day.

She opened the door, carried two big bags of clothes on her body and rushed in, "Ancestor, I bought you your favorite fried sauce..." Before the face could be heard, Fan Xiaoxi was stunned.

On the sofa, Song Xinran's black hair hung on her chest like wet seaweed, and she was wrapped in a circle of bath towels, which could barely cover her butt. Her long legs were slightly bent, and a drop of water refracted by the light on her head slid from the surface of her legs into the sofa.

The saliva swallowed from Fan Xiaoxi's mouth was like the drops of water hanging from the sofa, and it ticked and fell into his heart.

Oh my go, what's wrong with the young lady today? I'm reborn?

Fan Xiaoxi looked at Song Xinran in front of him and felt indescribable, especially when she looked at Song Xinran's eyes, she had never seen such a look in Song Xinran's past.

"Ancestor, ancestor," she mentioned the fried noodles from Yu Noodle Hall in Beijing, "Eat, do you eat noodles?"

Song Xinran frowned, got up from the sofa, hooked her fingers into the plastic bag, "You can't eat it anymore, don't you go to shoot the MV of the combination tomorrow? Don't eat it too greasy."

Song Xinran stood up and approached her, which made her feel more and more strange. She stared at Song Xinran's slender eyelashes, and thought for a few seconds before stammering, "Ancestor, ancestor, boss said, your mood is not very stable recently, and your body needs to be adjusted. She said she would take a break for a while and take a rest."

Song Xinran sneered and said, "She is a little flower who has not yet risen, and she doesn't even have the basic traffic. She just told her to disappear in front of the public. What's the difference between refrigeration?"

Sure enough, Mr. Huang, who was tempted, failed. As expected, he realized what he said in the hotel and wanted to refrigerate her!

Well, this kind of girl group is blooming everywhere now. There are eight people in their group. They have to set out collectively for everything they do. It is really troublesome. If you don’t participate, you won’t participate.

She looked up and saw Fan Xiaoxi's constipated expression, and frowned again, "Did you tell me anything else without hiding it?"

For the first time, Fan Xiaoxi felt that in front of his ancestors, she changed from a mother who took care of her every day to a little girl who was controlled by her ancestors. She straightened her waist and said three words were difficult to speak on her face. But with Song Xinran's inexplicable aura, she could only speak quietly, "Sister Ran, company, company pulled you out of the honey color combination and replaced it with Xueli..."

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I'm just rolling around and asking for collection~
Chapter completed!