Operation Red Book

Chapter 490: Embarrassing Things Backstage

"Oh my god, my head hurts..."

Christine bit the orange straw, her face flushed.

The temperature tonight is a bit cool because the air currents are particularly strong near the river bank.

Christine's hat was completely gone, and she simply let her hair down, letting the curly, messy champagne-colored hair flutter behind her head.

"Why does my head hurt so much?"

Christine sniffed her blocked nose and scooped a large piece of ice cream into her mouth.

"Whoosh..."

Her brows were tightly furrowed, and her thick eyelashes were covered with water droplets, flying up and down around her red and moist eye sockets like a light butterfly.

The blush almost covered her entire face, her cheeks were covered with tear marks, her nose was breathing hot air, her forehead was full and round, and her chin was small and delicate...

Of course, there are also those plump and delicate baby fat, the corners of the mouth covered with foam, the sea blue eyes and the soft and tight earlobes...

"Hey hey hey..."

"Snapped!"

The next second, Ivy slammed the muffin covered with honey and icing onto Beatrice's smiling face.

"Meow!"

The black cat, which was originally lying on Beatrice's shoulder, was startled by the sudden heavy blow. It looked at Beatrice's neck vigilantly, took a step forward and sniffed, then put down its hind legs with confidence and licked the dripping honey carefully.

"Just try giving me that disgusting face again!"

After rolling her eyes, Ivy turned around and quickly pulled open a banana split piled high with vanilla ice cream.

"Eat it in small bites, one big scoop of ice cream at a time. If you don't have a headache, who will?"

"My tooth hurts too..."

Christine pulled off the hair that was tangled in her eyelashes, tilted her head back and opened her mouth wide towards Ivy.

"Snapped!"

Ivy gritted her teeth and slapped Christine on the head. She wanted to scold her, but her expression changed the moment she touched the hotness.

"You have a fever?"

Ivy gently pulled Christine, who was puffing up her face, over and placed her forehead on hers.

"Huh...ha..."

Christine's hot breath sprayed on Ivy's cheeks and neck like an old-fashioned heating stove.

It was indeed a low fever. Ivy frowned and left Christine's forehead, pushing the plate with the banana boat back in front of her.

In China, children with a fever will be told to drink more hot water, but it is different for children abroad. They will be asked to finish a large box of ice cream to help cool down.

"Aww!"

“Take a bite!”

Ivy instructed worriedly, tucking her hair behind her head.

“Oh my, oh my… You’re simply a killer that attracts both men and women! Why are you pretending to be so mature now? Weren’t you the one who ran the fastest just now?!”

Beatrice finished the last piece of muffin and teased with her honey-covered mouth.

She was talking about the embarrassing incident that happened between the three of them backstage at the performance.

After saying goodbye to Bofu, Ivy brought them to the preparation room behind the stage. The preparation room was a large room where many people were putting on makeup, changing clothes, and preparing props for the performance.

There is an endless stream of actors coming and going, as dazzling as the gems in Alibaba's cave.

The three of them shuttled among the colorful actors for a long time, and searched the entire room but couldn't find Joshua and Bell.

Just when Ivy was at a loss, she accidentally discovered a hidden door in the corner.

The little door had no decoration at all, just a coat of grey-red paint that had faded around the handle and along the entire hem.

Panic took over all her mind, and Ivy didn't knock on the door. She turned the doorknob and opened it wide.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh-"

A scream immediately rang out, and Ivy stared at the naked and half-naked people inside, her face suddenly flushed.

It turns out that this is the dressing room backstage...

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

"Close the door!"

"go out!"

"Get out!"

"Ah-"

Without having time to apologize, Ivy listened to her heartbeat and slammed the door of the dressing room.

There was a room full of people behind her, and they all stared at her.

His scorching gaze fell on Ivy, almost burning her in two.

Afraid of causing unnecessary panic again, Ivy covered the lower half of her face with her hands and ran out whimpering.

It was as if she had a pair of Hot Wheels tied to her feet. She ran all the way out of Shisanfang and got off the ship. She was so fast that even the witch with legs that were 1.2 meters long couldn't catch up with her.

It was not until they chased into the market stalls opposite the ship that Beatrice and Christine finally found Ivy in front of a stall specializing in Turkish snacks.

By that time, Ivy had already pretended to be calm and ordered sweet muffins and a full cup of ice cream.

"Cough cough..."

Mentioning this, Ivy inevitably looked embarrassed again. She drank the barley tea in front of her, and ripples appeared on her face.

"Speaking of which, why weren't they backstage at the show? Didn't Joshua take Ms. Bell to touch up her makeup?"

"No, they went to change their clothes..."

Kristen replied as she took another big mouthful of ice cream and shuddered several times when she closed her mouth.

"Joshua and Miss Cruz want to participate in the 'Best Hundred Ghosts' contest, but they have to dress up to participate in the contest. A plush koala and a pink-lipped Miss Colombia can't win..."

"Miss Colombia?" Beatrice's eye twitched.

"So it turns out that the person Ms. Bell is dressed up as is you!" Ivy covered her mouth and laughed.

"No!" Beatrice said angrily.

"But then again..." Christine interrupted.

She looked Beatrice up and down, and thought carefully: "I seem to have seen this lady somewhere..."

"me?"

Beatrice raised her eyebrows and put on an elegant and charming wide-brimmed white hat and long satin gloves. Her every move was full of charm.

"If you really have seen me, how could you forget it?"