My girlfriend is an idol

"Nei...Ani!" Pei Zhuxuan nodded first, and then shook his head, just in time for Li Xianzhe's smile.

I felt depressed and could only ask, "But... why did you choose me?"

"I am a little unfamiliar with the writing of South Korean characters. This friend of mine is not a South Korean. I usually communicate with him in Mandarin Chinese or English.

And now the staff job fair in the company is under preparation, so I think about it, and there is only you who are suitable for this position temporarily."

Li Xianzhe's explanation made Pei Zhuxuan's heart a little more stable, but what happened to that faint sense of loss.

But the next moment...

Snapped!

There was a heaviness on his shoulders, and Pei Zhuxuan was agitated, turning his head to look at the hand that was already on his shoulder, in amazement.

Li Xianzhe loosened a faint smile and said, "This is in the company, so please cheer up. At any rate, you are going to debut as a girl group. There will be more and more emergencies in the future. You must learn to control your emotions. .

Just thinking about small things, you are not the Pei Zhuxuan I know."

"In... I'm sorry..."

Pei Zhuxuan nodded, thinking that Li Xianzhe could see through his thoughts, and couldn't help fanning the cool breeze with his hand beside his face.

"I don't like roundabouts. You don't need to be too defensive with me. If I have unclean thoughts about you, you can't run away as early as in the cafe."

Li Xianzhe grinned slightly, I didn't do anything, you look like I did something to you.

Pei Zhuxuan suddenly refused to accept, she was still very confident about her appearance, and even faintly rose to the level of conceit, at least among the trainees who hadn't debuted for S..M, there were really few who could beat her in appearance.

Similarly, Li Xianzhe's words also made her feel that the other party was keeping a distance from her.

"After all, you are the president..."

Pei Zhuxuan couldn't help rolling his eyes, thinking for a long time, he could only use this kind of official accent to refute Li Xianzhe's explanation.

Seeing her expression, Li Xianzhe couldn't help but jump in his heart, Pei Zhuxuan's delicate face, but there is the capital that makes any man impulsive.

Unable to hold up his hand and pinch the little nose to play with, Li Xianzhe said, "jinjia? Then... if... I really have some thoughts about you? What would you... do?"

"I……"

Pei Zhuxuan swallowed, her small body froze suddenly, and Li Xianzhe seemed to have an aura that made her unable to move.

The narrower the enclosed space, the more it will make others feel uneasy.

Released the hand holding the opponent's nose, Li Xianzhe looked at the opponent's sluggish appearance, squinted his eyes, raised his foot and walked forward.

As the captain of the future women's team RedVelet, Pei Zhuxuan's temperament at this time is far lower than Li Xianzhe's expectations.

In the future, the dark side they will encounter as artists will not be less than imagined, and will even be more cruel.

But at this moment, the performance of the other party is not at all the mentality that an artist still has.

To a certain extent, Li Xianzhe's requirements and expectations for Pei Zhuxuan are very high, because this is the first female group launched after he returned to China.

With such thoughts, Li Xianzhe's senses made Pei Zhuxuan very scared.

"That, director..."

"..."

Hum...

While moving, Pei Zhuxuan watched Li Xianzhe keep approaching, her small face turned pale in time.

Finally, after she moved to lean against the closed elevator door, Li Xianzhe suddenly raised an arm and blocked the elevator inner door with his hand.

boom!

The other party's lips slowly touched Pei Zhuxuan's ear and whispered:

"Did the teacher give you a lesson when you were in S...M?"

Somewhat hot and itchy, Pei Zhuxuan shrank and tried to pull out, but Li Xianzhe was faster and stretched out his other hand to block her retreat.

"what?"

"Artists encountered unspoken rules? What should I do?"

Li Xianzhe turned his face, stared at her red lips and smiled.

Unspoken rules?In the elevator?

This thought flashed in his mind, Pei Zhuxuan couldn't help sipping saliva again, and turned his face slightly, only to find that Li Xianzhe's lips almost touched hers.

As long as the other party moves forward...

"Huh~hu~"

At the thought of this, Pei Zhuxuan's originally dry lips suddenly became rosy, and her charming appearance was extremely seductive.

It seemed that after the two came out of the practice room, she had been led by Li Xianzhe, but she couldn't resist.

Li Xianzhe raised his eyebrows vigorously. "Remember this sentence, artists are far more easy to do than you think. Even if you practice hard for many years, when the moment of debut comes, It does not mean that you can relax completely."

"Inside……"

Pei Zhuxuan replied weakly, her hands pressed tightly against Li Xianzhe's chest for some unknown time.

"Also... Having strength does not mean that you have the qualifications to be a qualified artist. For the sake of you treating me as the president, this class is given to you for free, and the spirit is not enough. What do you use to face what you want."

After saying this, Li Xianzhe straightened up, and suddenly released his finger on a certain area.

Ding~

The elevator stayed at the door on the eighth floor, and was changed and opened after a long time, as if the stay time was controlled by others.

"Every word an artist says, if you don't think about it, it will leave a handle for those who are staring at you, just like you just refuted me."

Li Xianzhe straightened up, shaking his jacket lightly, Pei Zhuxuan stood still and gasped constantly.

She obviously didn't do anything, but that feeling made her feel more flustered than what happened.

The door against her behind her was suddenly opened, and her body that had already been emptied of strength made her unable to control her legs and fell outward.

"Hum..."

Click!

When there was a cracking sound, Pei Zhuxuan's brain was blank, as if something was broken, and then a tearing pain breeds from the feet.

The picture in front of me looks like what happened in the movie.

Including Li Xianzhe's wide-open eyes at that moment, and the steps towards him.

"what……"

At the moment when both feet were twisted, Pei Zhuxuan cried out with painful pain.

"Be careful!"

Li Xianzhe's face changed slightly after seeing the whole process. He leaned forward and stretched out his arms to slowly wrap around Pei Zhuxuan's small snake waist, pulling her body back again.

The unique smell of Li Xianzhe's clothes made Bae Zhuxuan's white face flushed like an apple.

"Is it all right?"

The two faced each other, and Li Xianzhe couldn't help but ask after maintaining this posture for a few seconds.

"Ah Ni... it's okay."

Pei Zhuxuan carefully pushed him away and backed away, suddenly feeling unstable, and Li Xianzhe stepped forward again to wrap her waist.