"Wrong, wrong, I'm wrong." Zhang he said while twisting the body to hide.

"You're right. What's wrong with you?" Ye Xiaoxing pressed his hand and asked.

Zhang he lay on his side directly, pressed down the dagger and begged for mercy: "don't be like this. What kind of hero is a dozen or two?"

"We are not heroes. What are you afraid of when two women treat one of you?" An Wen pulls his hand hard, Zhang he is lifted directly.

He looked at Anwen quite speechless and said, "what do you say? Are you a woman? "

After hearing this, Anwen pursed her lips and laughed and pulled out the dagger in his trouser pocket.

"Little sister, I'm wrong. I'm wrong. If you want me to die in that flower, it's a perfect ending, isn't it?" Zhang he was still struggling, talking and procrastinating. At this time, his hand suddenly broke open, and ye Xiaoxing went to another belt, but found nothing.

"Are you looking for this?" An Wen takes out another dagger, way.

"Why did you take it away from me without knowing it?" Zhang he asked.

"You rubbed it off just now when you were twisting around on the ground." An Wen Road.

Zhang He:

He made a bitter look. In fact, he had a small dagger, which he used to "kill" Cheng Hanwen.

An Wen and ye Xiaoxing do not know its existence, as long as let Anwen put down their guard can give her a fatal blow.

"Now all the weapons are in your hands..." Before Zhang he finished, Anwen had already stabbed the plastic dagger into his chest. The plastic dagger was squeezed soft.

The radio rang out and said, "Zhang he is dead. The game is over."

Zhang He: The weapons are all in your hands. Don't you want to enjoy the feeling of a winner? Why did you do it so quickly.

An Wen: it's late. Go home from work early and have a beauty sleep. Sleeping too late is bad for your skin.

The program ended because it was early in the morning, so we didn't have dinner together and went back to the hotel to have a rest.

After washing and rinsing, an Wen turned on her mobile phone and found that Chu Qichen had not sent her a message by clicking on wechat. She stopped at the dialog box for a while before reading other news.

Xia Jin is in the burning family group.

[if you want to have a snack, let's go to the bar secretly]

everyone refused.

[ye Xiaoxing: tomorrow]

[Cheng Hanwen: if I don't eat kebabs, I feel sick now]

[Zhang He: we old people can't afford to hurt]

[Liu Huahao: I'll go to bed first]

an Wen replied, "are you afraid of acne on your face when you go to barbecue so late? @Xia Jin]

[Xia Jin: I've never had acne, ha ha ha ha ha]

[an Wen: my pores get bigger, skin gets worse, dark circles and bags under the eyes.

[Xia Jin: you're right, my face doesn't belong to me, it belongs to thousands of girls, I want to treat it well for them]

[Anwen: 】

[ye Xiaoxing: ah, bah! 】

……

Anwen then blew a kiss to herself in the mirror. Xia Jin was right. Her face belonged to thousands of young men.

Anwen patted her milk and enjoyed herself from various angles. Then she went to bed, turned off the light and went to sleep.

Getting up early the next day, Lanting has an advertisement to shoot. In order to cooperate with an Wen's itinerary, the advertiser decided to shoot in Xiangcheng. After the recording of Anwen variety show, she will be in the group of "underwater world", and these spokesmen will be short of publicity.

Lanting, as an Wen's first spokesperson, has grown up with Anwen over the years and is very famous in neighboring countries.

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