Chapter 1151: CV Is a Tearful Bag Ghost (31)

What makes the night the most angry is not Hecheng's unspoken rules.

Rather—

The unspoken rules of the great god are ...... The object is not her!

Is she not good-looking, or is she not in good shape?

With her D-cup bell-shaped //, as long as the clothes are taken off, there is no man who is not fascinated.

Of course, the night looks a little worse, it doesn't matter, now that the medical aesthetic means are so developed, as long as you have money, what do you want to look like at night?

She made such a fuss in the group, and a group of people came to coax her.

The family has a little money, a good voice, and professional training, and in Moyun Qinghe, a few men have also made an appointment with her offline.

For example, mourning is a minister under her skirt.

The stars and the moon are all over the night, and the temper is arrogant, so I will talk about some here if I have it.

Cheng Hao had never interfered in the interior of the studio before, but this time, Ye Du was losing his temper and accusing Xirou of using the studio's resources and taking an improper path.

Xia Ling looked at the group of stinky feet here, and he was disturbed.

Suddenly, the clamor of the night was gone from the record.

Xia Ling was surprised, flipped down, and saw the system prompt.

[The night has been presented by the administrator He, and he kicked out the ink rhyme Qinghe]

Xia Ling finally knew that Ye Dark was obviously Moyun Qinghe's person, why didn't she even have an official certification, it turned out that she was kicked out of the studio directly by Cheng Hao.

Big guy v587!

With a string of 666 in his heart, Xia Ling closed the studio group.

*

She didn't have a class this morning, and two other Chinese girls in her class asked her to go shopping.

Before going, Xia Ling had to "put Cheng Hao to sleep" first.

His favorability for her was filled with three cherry blossoms, and the fourth cherry blossom rose by a quarter.

London time is past 6 o'clock in the morning, while the time in China is more than 9 o'clock in the evening.

Cheng Hao washed up, and he sat back in front of the computer.

first noticed that his trumpet's Weibo was about to be @crazy, and then checked the situation, and he saw Mu Rou's counterattack against the night.

The language is crisp and neat, and at first glance it is not easy to provoke.

Cheng Hao smiled, thinking of the girl's bright face.

He went to the forum, and sure enough, the girl was there.

*

[Yuro]: "Good evening. ”

The girl's voice came to his ears with a gentle smile, like a breeze.

Cheng Hao smiled: "Good evening." ”

[Xirou]: "I heard that you recently received a movie directed by Wang, Brother Cheng, congratulations." ”

Cheng Hao: "Tongxi." ”

He looked at the girl's purple vest on the screen, her thin lips slightly hooked.

An 888 >

Xia Ling heard the jingle of the mobile phone, which was Cheng Hao's transfer notification.

"Brother Cheng, who are you?"

Cheng Hao: "Boot up red envelope." ”

So Xia Ling accepted it unceremoniously.

Xia Ling: "Thank you, boss! ”

"You're welcome, I'll give you a little joy and win a championship in one fell swoop." Cheng Hao's thin lips raised.

Xia Ling: "Okay, okay, if you get the first, you will send a red envelope to Brother Cheng!" ”

This is the first time the two of them have mentioned this ancient style cover event this evening.

Outside, the whole circle is in a bloody storm, and the hottest topics are the topics of He Cheng's unspoken rules and sunset, and the green tea is about to make her C-position debut.

And here, Cheng Hao and Xia Ling, who are the parties involved, were not affected in the slightest.

It's like nothing has happened.

skipped the night and talked about some daily life, and then began to be very important, Xia Ling gave Cheng Hao a reading session.

Since coming to London, the content of Xia Ling's reading to Cheng Hao has also changed.

English poems, Rabindranath Tagore, are rich and varied.

Anyway, Cheng Hao is not picky, as long as Xia Ling reads it, he can fall asleep listening to it.

After reading for ten minutes, I heard Mike's breathing, and the man's breathing gradually evened out.

Xia Ling's eyes were dyed with a little smile.

"Good night."

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Book Push Squad.

Mu Si's "Quick Wear Strategy: Male Gods Are Sick": Su Susu, flirtatious, I hope everyone will support Sisi.

"Mysterious wife, too sultry!" ": The reed is very soft and cute,? (′??? Compare the heart

(End of chapter)