The top idol is not a substitute GL MTL

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  Song Xiangsi didn't sleep well all night, and always felt that it was dawn when she fell asleep.

It seemed that he had just fallen asleep, and it seemed that he had slept for a long time.

So much so that when Cheng Chen's voice sounded outside the door, Song Xiangsi was confused for a while, and then slowly got up.

In the dining room, Cheng Chen had already placed the breakfast brought by the staff on the dining table.

As early as the end of the first public event, the program team assigned the instructors a special breakfast delivery staff.

This may be a happy event to reduce troubles for other tutors, but for Song Xiangsi, it made her miss a chance to meet Yan Xuan.

A few minutes later, Song Xiangsi returned to the dining room after washing up. Seeing the neat breakfast on the dining table, she felt nauseated for no reason.

"Teacher Song, it's time for breakfast." Cheng Chen stood aside and pointed to the dining table.

Seeing that Song Xiangsi didn't move, neither did Cheng Chen.

She was going to wait for Song Xiangsi to sit down before sitting down.

But Song Xiangsi just turned his face away and said: "You eat, I'm not hungry."

After speaking, she went back to the bedroom.

Cheng Chen stood there in a daze, not knowing whether he should have this breakfast or not.

So he walked to the master bedroom, knocked on the door, and asked, "Mr. Song, is breakfast not to your liking? Do you want me to buy something else?" "No,"

Song Xiangsi's voice came from the bedroom, "you eat Let's start after we're done."

"Doesn't Teacher Song really need me to buy some other breakfast?" Cheng Chen asked again hesitantly.

This time, Song Xiangsi didn't get a reply.

Cheng Chen hesitated for a moment, then returned to the dining table, sat on the dining chair, thinking while eating breakfast.

It took a few minutes for Cheng Chen to realize that all the senior singers would be showing up today, and the program team had explained in advance that they should go as early as possible.

Cheng Chen glanced at the time and speeded up eating breakfast.

On the way, Song Xiangsi came out of the bedroom, holding a white thermos cup in his hand.

Cheng Chen remembered that Song Xiangsi had bought this thermos before, but he had never seen her use it.

"Mr. Song, are you going to change the thermos today?" Cheng Chen asked.

The reason why Cheng Chen asked this question was also because Song Xiangsi never left her hand before, a sky blue thermos.

And she also knew that the vacuum flask was given to her by Yan Xuan.

Seeing her take out a new thermos, Cheng Chen thought that Song Xiangsi was thinking about it and decided to let it go.

But Song Xiangsi said:

"No."

Then he entered the simple small kitchen next to the restaurant.

The reason why it is simple is because there are only a part of kitchen utensils inside, and it can only make simple meals.

After all, there is no range hood in the room, and it is only a hotel standard.

Cheng Chen squinted his eyes, quietly watching Song Xiangsi's movements.

Seeing her take out a jar of honey and the sound of boiling water again, Cheng Chen realized that Song Xiangsi was preparing to make honey grapefruit tea.

He secretly thought that he was careless and didn't take the initiative to ask Song Xiangsi.

So he wiped his mouth with a tissue, got up quickly, and walked to Song Xiangsi's side, ready to take over the work in her hands.

But he heard Song Xiangsi's faint voice of refusal:

"No, I'll do it myself."

As an assistant, he had to take care of the artist's diet and daily life. Come on, this should be my job."

After she told Song Xiangsi her wish that day, her financial friend told her that her salary had doubled.

With double salary, no matter what, you should show it.

Song Xiangsi rejected her again with an indifferent expression.

It's just that Cheng Chen couldn't understand the refusal.

"She likes to drink what I made."

Cheng Chen: "?"

Who?

But within a few seconds, Cheng Chen immediately realized that Song Xiangsi was talking about Yan Xuan.

In an instant, he was speechless.

She thought Song Xiangsi planned to use a new thermos because she was planning to give up on Yan Xuan.

But unexpectedly, she just changed a new thermos cup for Yan Xuan to put a cup of honey grapefruit tea that she made herself.

Although Cheng Chen felt speechless, she saw that Song Xiangsi's expression was indifferent but serious, and she was just a small assistant, she had received Song Xiangsi's warning before, so she had no right to interfere with Song Xiangsi's love life at this moment.

So he could only nod his head, and echoed: "Teacher Yan Xuan will be very happy."

Song Xiangsi was distracted by this sentence for a few seconds, and a few drops of hot tea suddenly splashed and landed on the back of her hand.

The place where the tea was splashed immediately turned red.

She looked down at the reddened area on the back of her hand.

"Teacher Song! Rinse with cold water quickly."

Song Xiangsi raised her head when she heard Cheng Chen's shout, went to the faucet, turned on the cold water and rinsed, the burning sensation disappeared.

Because there was not much tea splashed on the back of the hand and the rinse was timely, it was only red and there was no foam.

Song Xiangsi turned off the water, fished out the tea leaves and continued to put in other ingredients.

"Teacher Song, apply some medicine."

Cheng Chen took out the medical kit from the bedroom, ready to rub some medicine for Song Xiangsi.

After all, for an artist, a pair of good-looking hands will also add a lot of points.

And Song Xiangsi was so popular in the beginning because of these slender and fair hands.

"No need." Song Xiangsi didn't even look at her.

Cheng Chen knew that it was useless for her to persuade her right now, so she had to take out the burn medicine and put it in her pocket, and was going to use it later when Song Xiangsi felt pain or wanted to rub the medicine.

Ten minutes later, the honey citron tea was ready, and Song Xiangsi put it in a thermos, and put it on the dining table beside her.

Then he took two steps towards the bedroom.

Cheng Chen looked at the time and understood that Song Xiangsi was going to put on makeup and go out.

Song Xiangsi, who had just walked to the door of the bedroom with her hands still on the doorknob, suddenly turned her head and glanced at Cheng Chen.

Cheng Chen thought that Song Xiangsi had something to explain, so he stood up straight.

Just when she was about to inquire, she saw Song Xiangsi walk past her and went straight to the restaurant.

Then I saw her pick up the vacuum flask that had just been put down on the dining table.

A thermos cup filled with honey citron tea.

Then... I went back to the bedroom.

Cheng Chen: "..."

So when Song Xiangsi looked at her just now, was he worried that she would steal the honey grapefruit tea in the thermos?

Half an hour later, Song Xiangsi and Cheng Chen went out.

When I went out, I happened to meet Yan Xuan and Yuan Yuan waiting for the elevator.

Yuan Yuan subconsciously glanced at the source of the sound when she heard the door closing, and saw that it was Song Xiangsi and Cheng Chen who were coming, so she changed positions, walking from Yan Xuan's left to her right.

She originally stood on the side, not directly facing the elevator.

Most people will stand facing the elevator door when waiting for the elevator, and will not stand facing the wall.

It's just that Yuanyuan didn't expect that she still miscalculated.

Because, Song Xiangsi walked to the position where she was standing just now, standing next to Yan Xuan.

Cheng Chen was also taken aback for a moment, then hurriedly followed and stood on Song Xiangsi's left.

At this moment, she could only turn her head to the right to look at the display screen above the elevator door, and secretly glanced at Yan Xuan and Song Xiangsi in the middle.

Yan Xuan was looking down at her phone.

And Song Xiangsi stared at the white wall in front of her without turning her eyes.

The two of them didn't seem to care about each other's existence, and it seemed that it was just an accident that Song Xiangsi took the initiative to stand beside Yan Xuan.

It seemed that Cheng Chen and Yuan Yuan were the only ones in complicated moods at the moment.

When Cheng Chen looked back, he met Yuan Yuan's scrutinizing eyes.

That look was not very friendly, and she didn't know if she was thinking too much, but she always felt that that look was asking: What's the matter with your artist.

Although he was confused and didn't know what Song Xiangsi meant, Cheng Chen stared back unwillingly.

At this moment, both of them have forgotten that when Song Xiangsi and Yan Xuan were still together, they had a very good relationship and often talked about food.

Since the two broke up, Cheng Chen and Yuan Yuan haven't contacted each other again, and they haven't even confirmed whether the other party has cleared their friends.

After such a stare, the two of them came to their senses and took out their mobile phones to confirm.

For a while, outside the elevator door, three people were looking at their mobile phones and one was in a daze.

After a while the elevator arrived at the floor.

Yan Xuan put away her phone first and got on the elevator, followed by Yuan Yuan.

This time Yan Xuan was standing against the inner wall of the elevator, and she was standing on Yan Xuan's left side, Song Xiangsi definitely couldn't stand next to Yan Xuan anymore.

After entering the elevator, Song Xiangsi glanced at the calm Yan Xuan.

Because other positions were inconvenient, Song Xiangsi had no choice but to stand in front of Yan Xuan.

The moment the elevator door closed, Yan Xuan looked up, only to realize that Song Xiangsi was holding a white thermos in her hand.

Judging from the color and appearance, it should be new, just used not long ago.

Tsk, got a new one.

Yan Xuan twitched the corners of her mouth, then lowered her head and lowered her eyes.

When a few people arrived at the building, the singing senior sister had already arrived.

Song Xiangsi and Yan Xuan did not go directly to the studio, but went to the instructor's lounge.

According to the usual experience, Zhao Na and Song Zhi should be in the lounge at the moment.

Considering the privacy of other tutors, the tutor lounge does not allow people other than tutors to enter.

So Yuan Yuan and Cheng Chen stood outside the door waiting for Yan Xuan and Song Xiangsi to come out.

Yan Xuan walked in front and opened the door.

After walking a few steps, I found that Zhao Na and Song Zhi were not in the lounge, so I was about to exit and go directly to the studio.

At this time, a slightly cold hand held her wrist, and the coolness in early summer was particularly refreshing.

When she realized it, Song Xiangsi had already dragged her into the lounge.

It happened in just a few seconds.

Cheng Chen was taken aback for a moment, and immediately came to his senses.

It was Song Xiangsi who moved first.

Seeing Yuan Yuan was about to rush to open the door, Cheng Chen took advantage of the distance and immediately rushed to the door to block her, dissuading her, "

This is the artist's private matter, it is inappropriate for us to go in."

Yuan Yuan was angry: "In broad daylight, even Forcibly pulling others in, get out of the way, or I will beat you together."

Cheng Chen pressed against the doorknob tightly, preventing Yuan Yuan from getting in. When she heard the word "fight", her eyes lit up, and she thought of a way to dissuade her, and hurriedly said, "Yes, maybe they are fighting

. , won't you interfere with their fight if you go in?"

Yuan Yuan's anger didn't subside, and she didn't understand why Cheng Chen's voice sounded so happy.

Just when she was about to speak again, she heard Cheng Chen say:

"Don't worry, Teacher Song will definitely suffer in the fight, and she won't fight back."

While saying this, Cheng Chen apologized to Song Xiangsi in his heart.

Yuan Yuan looked at her suspiciously, but somehow felt that this was true.

"Aren't you worried about your artist?"

Cheng Chen nodded, "I'm worried, I'm worried."

But, what can she do.

It was Song Xiangsi who gave her salary and raise.

She must help Song Xiangsi with what he is doing.

In the lounge.

Yan Xuan looked at the thermos cup that was handed to her, and there was Song Xiangsi's words in her ears:

"Teaching is exhausting. This is the honey grapefruit tea I made this morning. How about a sip?"

Yan Xuan could feel Song Xiangsi's words. He kept his posture extremely low, his voice was gentle, and his eyes were looking at her with anticipation.

It might be better if the action of pulling her in just now was ignored.

"Yesterday was my fault, I'm sorry, I didn't do what you asked," Song Xiangsi apologized meekly, and said, "Don't be angry, please."

Yan Xuan looked at her, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Instead of answering her words, he stretched out his hand and pushed away the thermos in front of him, saying: "No need."

After a few seconds, he added: "I'm afraid it might be poisonous."

Although Song Xiangsi had already guessed the ending, she still explained: "It's not poisonous."

In the end, she didn't force it.

Yan Xuan watched the thermos in front of her slowly leave her sight, and also saw the redness and swelling on her hands.

His eyes paused, then moved away.

The point may not be this cup of honey citron tea, but the scalded skin on her hands.

Is this playing tricks?

Yan Xuan looked at her coldly.

Song Xiangsi was used to the look in her eyes, so she was not sad.

He just reached out and tugged at the hem of her clothes, and said softly,

"Master, please don't be angry."