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Originally planned well, her biggest obstacle now is Hua Huarong tolerate this dead person.

She pitted her too badly before she died, especially during that time she was almost scolded.

She finally gave birth to a child, but the company hid her in the snow. She has been in her thirties and is the end of her youth.

Where can it be consumed? While the public opinion has calmed down a little over the past two years, how much effort did she put in for today?

As long as it is a bit sad in front of the camera, she has prepared a rhythmical marketing number. By then, she will preach more about what she and Hua Xiangrong once thought, and they both have a lot of pictures of mutual love in the eyes of the public.

When the time comes, she passively publishes a confession, implying that she wants to let the glass heart go, and she can’t stand the twitched Weibo. Finally, her fans will come forward, not to mention turning over at once, at least to confuse the audience and give herself a chance to win. .

Hua Xiangrong has been dying for almost three years. When people leave the tea to cool down, there will be only some loyal fans. Even if they argue, they will not win her.

Where did you know that Yun Xiang would even give her a bar and smash the advantages she created at once.

"Hua Nong, I don't know the means behind you. This circle is so cruel. If the two of them aren't able to see through your tricks, I don't want to reuse them."

Wen Lan's voice with a slight warning sounded: "I don't take you through, I'm willing to give you a chance, there is no other reason, just treat you as a grindstone for their thin faces. If you dare to take the content you want, don't blame me mercilessly ."

If it weren't for the two newcomers under her hands that were too young and needed to be sharpened, Wenlan could not start Revlon.

If you sharpen yourself, you will not hurt your muscles too much, but if you go outside and be sharpened, you will probably be helpless.

"Sister Lan, listen to me, I don't have..."

The two's voices drifted away, and Yun thought and turned to enter his own lounge.

Once Revlon, when she was at its peak, she was almost inspiring to Wen Lanyi, and now she can still make up for it.

Yun thinks that she can admire her ability to bend and stretch. If she doesn't have a strong desire to win, she will really be a person with unlimited future.

It's no problem to be wary of good people, but if you don't try to make yourself better to defeat each other, but just think that without each other, the glory of the halo belongs to you. Such people are as disgusting as mice. .

The rest is also two singing and dancing time for the performing guests, Yun thinks quickly returned to the arena.

Revlon's makeup is exquisite and the smile is as usual, as if nothing happened.

She didn't know if it was a long memory, anyway, she didn't mention Hua Xiangrong anymore.

The **** has her own natural harvest, Yun thinks that there is not so much time wasted on Revlon, as long as she doesn’t want to borrow flowers to make it feel higher.

Or not to provoke her, Yun think about letting her jump, and sooner or later will kick the iron plate.

The result of the newcomer competition, Liang Xinrong missed the championship, but successfully entered the world of entertainment in the top five.

A vigorous selection ended, Yun Yun thinks the most, but because Yun thinks, although Liang Xinrong is not a champion, her popularity among the five is the highest.

After eating the welcome banquet in the restaurant booked by the company, Yun thought about drinking a little wine and forgot to take the medicine that Song Mian gave her beforehand.

Yun thinks that this physique is really too poor, she was really not drunk in a thousand cups in her previous life, and the amount of wine is so staggering.

Thinking of the last drunken embarrassment, Yun thought she would stop drinking when she felt dizzy. She didn't expect Song Mian to pick her up.

Sitting in the co-pilot, she looked at his perfectly profiled face and always felt that her sight was a little blurry and it looked a little unreal.

Inexplicably, there is a kind of bewitching power, so she can't help but want to get closer.

Feeling the hot eyes, Song Mian's eyes deepened, turned off the air conditioner, opened the car window, and let Yun think about blowing some natural wind to wake up.

The window only opened a little, but the cool wind blew through the hair. Yun thought it was awake. She realized that she had leaned over to Song Mian. She sat up straight and looked out.

She closed her eyes and tried not to think of anything, but Song Mian had too much influence on her, especially sitting so close, she could smell his own breath, haunting her nose, and lingering.

Waiting for home. Yun thought about holding the car down, her body was extremely weak, and the heat of alcohol burned her lungs, making her extremely uncomfortable.

Song Mian came over and helped her, she almost wrapped up like a snake in an instant.

Entering the elevator, Yun, leaning on Song Mian's shoulder, couldn't help but stretched out his tongue and licked Song Mian's chin.

"Your...jaw tempted me for a long time..." Yun thought about the fullness of alcohol in his speech.

Song Mian struggled to restrain himself. He bound his limbs with long hands and feet, but unfortunately Yun Xiang didn't understand his pains at all. She couldn't move her limbs, and she started rubbing.

So that Song Mian really hated to press this little woman who didn't know what to do in the elevator to correct the situation on the spot.

Song Mian is not Liu Xiahui, but such a place is really destructive.

After rubbing for a long time, Song Mian was still motionless. He could not see the cloud in the corner of Song Mian's eyes. Think about the fearless death question: "Are you not holding it!"

Any normal man cannot accept the ability to be questioned, especially the beloved woman.

Yun Xiang thinks this sentence can be regarded as touching a tiger's butt, Song Mian turned around and put Yun Xiang on the elevator, leaned over and kissed him fiercely.

The fire was dry and the fire was on the verge of burning. Yun thought that the more kisses, the more she felt not enough. She needed more. Her hands did not know when she was free and began to fan the flames on Song Mian.

Song Mian was pulling around indiscriminately by her. He pressed his elevator floor, but he didn’t expect Yun Xiang to think of someone on the first floor who also pressed the elevator outside. After the elevator stopped, a glimpse of Yun Xiang’s residential floor, Song Mianmei Peak moved.

He bound Yun Xiang immediately, the elevator door opened, and Song Mian met a pair of eyes that he didn't want to match.

Yun Zhibin came from Yun Xiangbin's father.

Yun Zhibin never thought he would see such a picture. His proud daughter's cheeks were reddish, her eyes blurred, her lips swollen and leaned against the elevator, and she held a strange man in her hands.

And one hand reached into the man's shirt, and the man pinched her waist with both hands, and her legs between her legs...

"Yun think about it!" This is definitely Yun Zhibin's most severe term in his life.

Yun thought about turning her head a little dull and squinting to see her dad. She was a little confused at this moment: "Dad... Dad, here you come, I will introduce you... My boyfriend, my favorite person , His name is Song Mian!"