National uniform is the most popular player in the field.

A face is comparable to being a famous star, and many investors want to find him to take advertisements.

However, the spirit is too high, the family background is too deep, so that some media dare not report indiscriminately.

Of course, they don't know her.

People are coming and going. Mobei hasn't moved yet.

Wang Dongdong has reached out his hand and pressed it on his forehead. It's over, whether it's him or non mainstream, it's over!

He is now very skeptical, is not his own non mainstream routine, know K God will be here today, will choose this point back!

The more you think about it, the more likely it is!

Wang Dongdong wants to cry!

After all, we are not blind, even if the non mainstream hair dye, that face has not changed.

Sure enough, after seeing Mobei's appearance, the assistant of the other side broke out directly: "you, you, and you! You are really determined not to change. Last time you mixed in backstage, this time you installed fans! How many times have I said, stay away from God K! Can't understand! "

He really didn't expect that men are so spoony!

This Monan, is the circle out of the famous like to rub people warm.

Last time things have made people unhappy, how dare he come!

On this side, Mobei frowned: "pretend to be a fan?"

"Fuck, you want to deny it. Look at what you have in your hand!" Assistant wants to be mad, want to know the young master hates most is these curvy men.

Mobei looks down and follows the assistant's eyes. The poster is still on her trunk. Here It was a perfect misunderstanding: "I can explain."

"I don't want to hear it." The man opened his mouth, and his eyes were like a morning mist that had not been dispersed. He could hear the impatience in his voice through the black mask. It was probably because he had a cold, and his emotions were not controlled. There was a little grumpiness: "let go, then roll."

Get out of here?

After hearing the word.

Mobei tilted his head, smiled slowly and slowly, then raised his hand, and the poster was thrown into a black bucket in a straight direction.

It's neat!

Then, she copied her hand into her trouser bag and casually said, "I really don't need to listen. After all, I just pick up the garbage and throw it away."

Four eyes are opposite.

The gas field that two people collide comes out unexpectedly does not divide up and down?!

All of a sudden.

Whether it's the assistant or Wang Dongdong, his mouth is wide and his eyes are shaking.

He, what did they just see?

This crooked man (his own non mainstream) threw the poster of K God into the garbage can?!

Plus his words, it's like dropping a bomb on the ground.

But the man who dropped the bomb was as if he had nothing to do with it. He held the suitcase in his hand and casually said, "winter and winter, let's go."

"Oh, oh, yes!" Wang Dongdong's wandering soul keeps up with him, and always feels that the world is a bit unreal.

On the other side, the assistant was mad: "this crooked man, who does he think he is? He wanted to join you so much......"

"Enough." The man's nose is still a little heavy, but his voice is light. He walked straight to the other side. His legs are as long as a walking clothes rack. Even in the noisy environment, it's hard to hide his shining and noble.

When the elevator merged, he didn't speak any more, just raised his eyes, looked at the direction of Mobei's departure with eyes as deep as night, and picked up the tip of his eyebrow slightly

The assistant knew that he was in a bad mood.

I dare not go on.

It's just that Monan, the means are really getting higher and higher. What was that just now?

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