Waving his hand at Zhao Yiyi, Jun Qing grabbed his cell phone and walked quickly to the quieter corridor.

"Fourth brother?"

"Look back."

Jun Qing turned her face and saw Di Lin standing not far away. She was stunned for two seconds and grabbed her phone and ran over.

"Fourth Brother!"

Di Lin's eyes flew over her costume.

"Am I late to come back?"

Originally, his flight should have arrived in the afternoon.

Due to the weather in the city, the plane was delayed by nearly two hours, and it was already six o'clock in the afternoon when it landed.

Hurry back from the airport, Di Lin didn't even have time to change his clothes.

He also carries foreign dust on his body and wrinkles left when he is on a plane on his shirt.

"Of course not, because..." Jun Qing stretched out his finger and helped him straighten his shirt collar, "The protagonist hasn't been on stage tonight yet!"

Di Lin gave her the bouquet prepared by the driver for him, raised his palm and gently held her face.

Bang!

With a slight sound, both skins were slightly numb.

My heart also felt a strong throbbing.

His fingertips gently stroked the corner of her lips, and Di Lin's voice was quiet and hoarse.

"How long will you have?"

"Two songs, probably..." Her voice was also astringent, "After ten minutes."

Noting that a staff member was walking in the distance, Jun Qing raised his hand and grabbed his wrist.

"We went to the lounge and said!"

Pulling him and jogging all the way to the lounge, Jun Qing turned around.

"Four……"

Before he finished speaking, he hugged the person and pulled him over to his arms.

His face was pressed against his chest, and the familiar breath and warmth instantly wrapped her. Jun Qing grabbed the bouquet with one hand and supported his chest with the other and raised his face.

A strange light flashed in the man's starry eyes, and his breathing was obviously rapid.

When Jun Qing hit his eyes, he also breathed tighter.

In sight, the other person's face magnified.

I can only apply lipstick in a while!

Jun Qing thought to himself, raised his arm to hug his neck.

...

...

A small separation is better than a newlywed.

For lovers who have just confirmed their relationship, a few days of separation is enough to bring lovesickness to each other.

Such closeness naturally makes people feel more presumptuous and anxious than usual.

By the time the two separated, the bouquet in Jun Qing's hand had been squeezed and deformed a little.

Champagne-colored rose petals were stained on his arms, her collar and skirt...

It floated down and fell silently beside the two.

With his palms on his undulating chest, Jun Qing gasped.

"It's time for me to go on stage."

Di Lin nodded slightly, raised his palm to help her cut the strands of hair behind her ears.

"I'll wait for you in the car."

He said this, but neither of them let go of the palms of each other.

The singing vaguely entered the small lounge, and Di Lin's fingers stopped on her cheek.

"What song is this?"

"The second song...just the beginning."

He lowered his head and approached her again.

The light on his head flashed and suddenly became dark.

"Oops!"

Jun Qing exclaimed in surprise.

The performance is in progress, why does the power suddenly come out at this time?

Emperor Lin grabbed her arm in the darkness, his voice calm and rational.

"You go to the stage to calm everyone down, and I go to the equipment room to see the situation."

In places like the imperial capital, it is impossible to have power outages for no reason. Based on his experience, it is very likely that there is a short circuit caused by protective shutdown.

"good!"

Jun Qing agreed, took out his cell phone from his pocket, and turned on the flashlight.

Helping her open the door, Di Lin pulled her out and reminded her in a deep voice.
Chapter completed!