Shen Feng was not scared: "Come with me!"

After talking, he took Ji Ziming towards the back room lounge.

Each company or school's contestants and performance guests have their own lounge dressing room. On this side, Cheng Qian and Michelle are hurriedly rushing.

Both of them thought about the kiss last night unconsciously, worrying that there was no communication.

Cheng Qian has forgotten how he returned to the hotel room last night.

So in order to break the embarrassment, he asked first: "Xue'er, did I drink a piece last night? Please trouble you and Binger, and ask you to take me back to the room."

He did get up late this morning. When he woke up, he had a headache. He couldn't remember how he returned to the room from the bar yesterday. Naturally, he was completely impressed by the fact that Binger didn't let go.

Mi Xueer felt strange when she heard it, and she also forgot the accidental kiss last night.

He bravely looked into Cheng Qian ’s eyes and said, “Oh, I drank too much last night, do n’t you remember? We all drank separately at the bar. I thought you and Binger took me back to the room Yes, I woke up this morning and found myself lying on the bed in the hotel room. Thanks to the alarm clock, otherwise I would definitely not be able to get up. "

Cheng Qian touched his head and thought about it again, muttering to himself: "Did Binger really send us both back last night ... Then I wasn't dreaming last night, I wasn't holding Cher, But ... "

Cheng Qian was very scared and thought how he could do such a thing!

He didn't know how to face Mi Xueer and Mi Binger, so his annoyed hands hammered toward the makeup table desktop.

Mi Xueer was surprised, she was wearing earrings and turned to ask: "Cheng Qian, what's wrong with you?"

Cheng Qian was afraid that Mi Binger would tell Mi Xueer afterwards that she would have a misunderstanding about what she was in the hotel room last night.

So he stood up and walked to Michelle in a big step, wanting to make it clear to Michelle first.

Mi Xueer felt that Cheng Qian was wrong, and slowly stood up, just watching Cheng Qian walk towards herself.

"Xue'er!" He looked like he was worried about his face: "I ... if I did something that sorry you, would you ..."

Michelle was surprised: "Cheng Qian, what do you want to say? The game is about to start. Have you sorted out your clothing order?"

Cheng Qian was vomiting and grabbed Michelle's hand in anxiety: "I ... you listen to me, Xueer, I drank too much last night, and I don't know how I would hug Bing'er As for later, I dare to guarantee that nothing will happen again, and I will always be the only one in my heart ... do n’t misunderstand me and Binger ... Binger, she ... "

"What?" Mi Xueer couldn't believe it. Cheng Qian and his sister got together: "Cheng Qian, did you make a mistake, you and my sister just met, how can you treat her like this? Even if it's you Drink too much, and you ca n’t use this as an excuse, my sister? Is she in your room this morning? "

Cheng Qian looked at Michelle anxiously, feeling more uneasy, let alone mentioning the game: "No, no, Xueer, you can rest assured, I just remembered what happened last night, Binger. I slept in my room. If you think there is something between us, I can find Binger, and we should face it! "

Seeing Michelle red eyes urgently, Cheng Qian anxiously straightened his fingers and took the oath.

Mi Xueer looked at Cheng Qian's appearance, and he was furious. "The competition is about to start. Our performance guests should also prepare immediately. I will go outside and calm down to see the state of Binger. Come on, don't come out to Binger to see you again, I'm afraid you will affect her! "

After talking, Michelle walked out the door with her dress on.

"Eh!" Cheng Qian shouted towards Michelle, trying to explain it to her again, but Michelle rushed out without looking back.

Cheng Qian frowned, annoyed, thinking that instead of explaining clearly, he made Michelle more angry. He really didn't know how to face Michelle and Michelle in the future, so he had to do makeup alone. Time continued to tinker with the dress of the game.

"Damn!"

Just looking at Michelle who was running towards the arena, when she walked out of the lounge, she didn't see a tall Weigan body trotting in her direction, and the two of them bumped into their arms like that!

It is Ye Changqing!

Michelle instinctively touched her forehead, wanting to see which daredevil.

Who would have seen a familiar and unfamiliar face when he looked up, Ye Changqing was still so heroic and courageous!

The two of them had been in contact for a long time, and they didn't want to break the surprise atmosphere of this reunion.

"It's you ..." Ye Changqing finally brewed and said: "Are you okay, just hit it so hard, do you want to see if it is swollen, eliminate the swelling?"

Hearing Ye Changqing's voice, Mi Xueer felt as if it had been separated by centuries.

She slowly lowered her hand touching her forehead, not knowing where to put it.

Ye Changqing continued to ask: "Are you sure it's alright? Or should I go with you to the hotel's emergency room to see it?" Then she came over and supported Michelle's arm.

Michelle stepped back instinctively: "No!"

Having finished speaking, she continued to walk towards the outer court.

Ye Changqing also listened to Luo Yi's instructions to come out to find Ji Ziming, but did not expect to meet the old acquaintance Mi Xueer first.

He thought about it, or shouted at her: "Eh, wait, Michelle, I ... we haven't seen you for so long, can we talk alone?"

In fact, he was also guessing that Michelle might refuse him.

But Michelle asked, "What else do we have to talk about? Didn't you make it clear when you were in City A? I'm going to participate in the competition, I'm going."

After talking, Michelle continued to move forward without looking back.

Ye Changqing was still unhappy, and took a few steps forward to pull Michelle's arm: "Michelle! I know there is still time to start the game, I will not delay you. I'm afraid that after the game, you don't Willing to see me again, just give me a dozen minutes, shall we have a good chat? "

Talking, Ye Changqing touched her body again, and she was shaken again. The large and powerful palm was so familiar that she could even pass the temperature through the tulle dress to Michelle's heart.

She thought about it and replied: "Okay, just ten minutes, you say it."

After she finished, she looked back to Ye Changqing and couldn't tell what kind of emotion she was, but Ye Changqing's eyes were always as usual, revealing a faint unwillingness.