"Really?"
Song Jingwan was moved, in fact, even if she didn't listen to persuasion, what could she do?"
Well, you go to bed early, don't think nonsense, otherwise your face will be swollen and won't look good on the camera tomorrow."
Qin Han could only comfort her like this, originally he thought that Song Jingwan would be a worry-free artist, but after gradually getting in touch, he found that her methods were sometimes not clever.But relying on his own background, he robbed others of a lot of resources and pulled a lot of hatred.After comforting Song Jingwan, he sighed after hanging up the phone.On the computer screen, it was the face that made Song Jingwan hate when she saw it.The smile is like a flower, and the beauty is not real.I don't know why, but this time he had a hunch.Perhaps, netizens will not forget her so easily.The unique beauty is always reminiscent of it, and it is still fresh in the memory.- The weather is sunny and cloudless.The curtain next to the bay window shook slightly, and then a little black guy swished onto the bed.It was as fast as lightning, and only an afterimage remained."
Brother......
Don't make a fuss......"
Song Miao rubbed the pillow and stretched out her hand in a daze, wanting to hug it.As a result, I didn't touch anyone, but I was woken up with a wow."
What!!"
She rolled on the edge of the bed with a carp, vigilantly using the quilt, her eyes wide and round."
Meow~" "Meow~" The two little heads arched out from the other corner of the quilt.One head has a crescent moon on its head, and the other wears white gloves.The two little milk cats had misty round eyes, tilted their heads and looked at her silently.Song Miao: "......" and two meows looked at each other, and the brain, which was paralyzed by alcohol, finally reacted to the outside world after a few minutes.The fragments of memories shattered by alcohol are slowly organized together."
Brainless?
Out of sorts?
”It's the kitten she picked up last night!
Her eyes were shining, and she clapped her hands carefully, "No brains, I'm not happy, come to my mother~" "Meow~" Unhappy and still cold, it glanced at Song Miao slowly, her eyelids drooped, and she lazily hid her claws on the spot and lay down.But he didn't have a brain, and when he heard her call, he twisted his little ass excitedly and stumbled into its arms.It has been proven that petting cats can make people lose track of time.Forget something, someone—for example, the QJ guy tied to a tree.He was trapped there overnight, and the next day he was rescued by a runner.But unfortunately, he was not only handcuffed to a tree by handcuffs, but also had a few big words written on his face.This made the tourist vigilant, and instead of rushing to let him go, he directly called the police.As soon as the poor middle-aged man opened his eyes, he was already at the police station.When the police knew him, they immediately wondered if he had committed another crime!
The middle-aged man's eyes rolled, and he suddenly cried miserably, crying and shouting injustice."
I didn't!
You go and inquire, I've been doing business in peace since I was released from prison!
That girl, she didn't just beat me, look at it!
Look at my face, you stole my car!
Comrade policeman, you must call the shots for me!
”It's a pity that no matter how sad he cries, no one sympathizes with him.Instead, he was temporarily detained, and then let him go when it was clarified.
-After eating in the morning, Tang Xinrou was very interested in Song Miao's pink car, and after paying a huge amount of 'five yuan', she finally got permission.