Madam Became a National Male God After Wearing the Book
Chapter 164： Big Niaoyiren
Chapter 164
Everyone in the room was stunned.
Qin Fang’s people wore skulls that were disfigured and seriously injured. They looked incredible: Brother, you have to be conscientious when you speak. Look at my head. You are all on your head. You old people don’t fight anywhere. Slap in the face, what did we say. How can you reverse right and wrong?
Brothers: My dear! The fight just now was Qiao Shen\'s best fight. The tables and benches in the Japanese food store interrupted her. She could even use mustard and ketchup as a weapon, and she couldn\'t pull it away.
Why now I can’t even walk a road, and I still cry, Qiao Shen’s acting is a leverage! Our company will dominate the entertainment industry in the future, just around the corner!
Zhu Nine: There is something tricky! He doesn\'t know the one holding Qiao Yi, but he knows the one who just spoke, isn\'t that He Yuncheng, the boss of Heshi Media.
Look at He Yuncheng\'s respectful attitude towards this man.
So, this...should be-Qiao Yi’s father?
It’s no wonder that I was so big as a media company when I first came up. I spent a long time working on it, and I was backed by a fundraiser.
Qiao\'s line was soft, soft, and pitiful, as if he had been wronged by the heavens. He Yunting felt like a cat scratching in his heart.
wanted to catch her violent meal and let her go clean.
Pinch her chin with a big hand, "Look up, where did you hurt?"
Qiao raised his head obediently, and He Yunting brows, he really cried.
Tears on the dirty face, washed out two winding curves.
"Paper!"
He Yuncheng dogleg handed over a pack of wet wipes.
His brother is okay, he seems to have supplemented his knowledge of how to fall in love.
"It\'s ugly." The tone should be too disgusting, too disgusting.
Qiao flattened his mouth and kept crying.
He Yunting reprimanded, “Don’t cry, you have reason to fight!”
He Yuncheng: "……"
When I said nothing just now.
He Yunting spread out the wet wipes, and then slapped the entire face on Joe.
Qiao Yi: "..."
Fortunately, I took a sigh of relief. Otherwise, the car didn\'t crash, the fight didn\'t kill, and the boss was sent away directly.
The way the big devil wipes his face is comparable to kneading dough. After putting down 7, 8, or 9 wet wipes, Qiao’s small face as big as a slap finally regained its whiteness. It\'s perfect.
He Yunting is satisfied.
The face that he wiped personally, really looks better than before.
Qiao\'s face was bloodshot, hot and painful, and he reached out to touch it.
"Do you think I didn\'t wipe it clean?"
Qiao quickly withdrew his hands, "No, Brother Yun Ting, my skin is so slippery by you, I can\'t help but want to touch it, do you want to touch it."
Hearing the words, He Yunting\'s Adam\'s apple rolled, pinched the back of Qiao\'s neck, and pushed the person out of his arms.
Fierce, "Stop!"
Since Qin Fang sat down in meditation, his arrogant behavior has disappeared completely. With his mouth closed tightly, he couldn\'t make a fart even with thirty sticks.
The policewoman was so angry that she poked the transcript straight. Countless times resisted the idea of wanting to beat Qin Fang.
Inadvertently raised his head and glanced, his anger instantly found a cathartic outlet, pointed at Joe and said, "Who made you get up, squat over the wall!"
Qiao was so scared that he shivered all over, he threw himself into He Yunting\'s arms again, hugged him without letting go, and buried his head in his chest by the way.
"Brother Yun Ting, they all bullied me..."
boom! Bang bang! Boom boom boom boom!
He Yunting froze all over, as if an electricity passed from the soles of his feet, reaching his heart, irritating that heart and itching and numb.
Zhu Nine: Fuck it, but I didn’t find it, this girl is not inferior to me!
The brothers closed their eyes collectively: Qiao Shen Da Niao Yi Ren\'s appearance, so hot eyes.
He Yuncheng: It’s really exciting tonight.
Well, I also find it exciting.
Male lead, what do you think?
He Yunting\'s face was deep: "General."
Pretend to have no meat to eat, drag it down and close the small black house!
He Yunting: "……"
(End of this chapter)
Everyone in the room was stunned.
Qin Fang’s people wore skulls that were disfigured and seriously injured. They looked incredible: Brother, you have to be conscientious when you speak. Look at my head. You are all on your head. You old people don’t fight anywhere. Slap in the face, what did we say. How can you reverse right and wrong?
Brothers: My dear! The fight just now was Qiao Shen\'s best fight. The tables and benches in the Japanese food store interrupted her. She could even use mustard and ketchup as a weapon, and she couldn\'t pull it away.
Why now I can’t even walk a road, and I still cry, Qiao Shen’s acting is a leverage! Our company will dominate the entertainment industry in the future, just around the corner!
Zhu Nine: There is something tricky! He doesn\'t know the one holding Qiao Yi, but he knows the one who just spoke, isn\'t that He Yuncheng, the boss of Heshi Media.
Look at He Yuncheng\'s respectful attitude towards this man.
So, this...should be-Qiao Yi’s father?
It’s no wonder that I was so big as a media company when I first came up. I spent a long time working on it, and I was backed by a fundraiser.
Qiao\'s line was soft, soft, and pitiful, as if he had been wronged by the heavens. He Yunting felt like a cat scratching in his heart.
wanted to catch her violent meal and let her go clean.
Pinch her chin with a big hand, "Look up, where did you hurt?"
Qiao raised his head obediently, and He Yunting brows, he really cried.
Tears on the dirty face, washed out two winding curves.
"Paper!"
He Yuncheng dogleg handed over a pack of wet wipes.
His brother is okay, he seems to have supplemented his knowledge of how to fall in love.
"It\'s ugly." The tone should be too disgusting, too disgusting.
Qiao flattened his mouth and kept crying.
He Yunting reprimanded, “Don’t cry, you have reason to fight!”
He Yuncheng: "……"
When I said nothing just now.
He Yunting spread out the wet wipes, and then slapped the entire face on Joe.
Qiao Yi: "..."
Fortunately, I took a sigh of relief. Otherwise, the car didn\'t crash, the fight didn\'t kill, and the boss was sent away directly.
The way the big devil wipes his face is comparable to kneading dough. After putting down 7, 8, or 9 wet wipes, Qiao’s small face as big as a slap finally regained its whiteness. It\'s perfect.
He Yunting is satisfied.
The face that he wiped personally, really looks better than before.
Qiao\'s face was bloodshot, hot and painful, and he reached out to touch it.
"Do you think I didn\'t wipe it clean?"
Qiao quickly withdrew his hands, "No, Brother Yun Ting, my skin is so slippery by you, I can\'t help but want to touch it, do you want to touch it."
Hearing the words, He Yunting\'s Adam\'s apple rolled, pinched the back of Qiao\'s neck, and pushed the person out of his arms.
Fierce, "Stop!"
Since Qin Fang sat down in meditation, his arrogant behavior has disappeared completely. With his mouth closed tightly, he couldn\'t make a fart even with thirty sticks.
The policewoman was so angry that she poked the transcript straight. Countless times resisted the idea of wanting to beat Qin Fang.
Inadvertently raised his head and glanced, his anger instantly found a cathartic outlet, pointed at Joe and said, "Who made you get up, squat over the wall!"
Qiao was so scared that he shivered all over, he threw himself into He Yunting\'s arms again, hugged him without letting go, and buried his head in his chest by the way.
"Brother Yun Ting, they all bullied me..."
boom! Bang bang! Boom boom boom boom!
He Yunting froze all over, as if an electricity passed from the soles of his feet, reaching his heart, irritating that heart and itching and numb.
Zhu Nine: Fuck it, but I didn’t find it, this girl is not inferior to me!
The brothers closed their eyes collectively: Qiao Shen Da Niao Yi Ren\'s appearance, so hot eyes.
He Yuncheng: It’s really exciting tonight.
Well, I also find it exciting.
Male lead, what do you think?
He Yunting\'s face was deep: "General."
Pretend to have no meat to eat, drag it down and close the small black house!
He Yunting: "……"
(End of this chapter)