Chapter 587

"Hum."

He snorted, and his hat almost blocked his face: "don't drive, wait for them to come and hit me?"

This is obviously said to Chu Zheng.

Chu Zheng: "it's

Why didn't you die?!

Who are you!!

What did Lanling give me!

Chu Zheng starts the car, exits the car and drives on the right path.

The co pilot was almost paralyzed as if he had no bones.

He groped for a while in his large sweater, and suddenly found out a bottle of beer. After opening it, he drank several mouthfuls.

Looking up to drink, the hat falls down a little, Chu Zheng sees a side face.

The first feeling is amazing.

It is a kind of amazing with sharp, impressive and unforgettable.

Just the side face is perfect, just like God's work of art.

A little familiar

Chu Zheng thought for a while.

I finally remembered who the goods were.

Hope.

The flower bottle actor who robbed her of her hot search.

He is the artist of Lanling belt?!

At the beginning of Zheng's thinking, Feng Wang has already killed a bottle of beer and found a second one The third bottle

Chu Zheng's sight falls on his broad sweater.

How much wine did he put in it?

"What are you looking at?" The man's voice was a bit dangerous: "have you ever seen me so handsome? Even if you are an artist with Lan Ling's autograph, you are not allowed to think too much of me. I have a gold master

The last sentence is slightly proud.

Chu Zheng: "it's

Yes, this vase has a gold owner.

When Chu Zheng turned the steering wheel, the car suddenly deviated. Fengwang didn't fasten the seat belt, and the whole person crashed into the window.

With the sound of Dong, you can hear Chu Zheng's breath.

Dog!

Feng Wang covered his head: "you murder?"

"Avoid the car." Chu Zheng simply told a lie.

I didn't look at the road just now. I didn't know if there was a car in front of me. I couldn't make it for a while. I could only find another bottle of beer to drink.

He is like drinking water.

When Zheng stops the car, Feng hopes to have finished the sixth bottle of wine.

He packed a couple of beer cans into the wide pocket of his sweater, pushed the door down and went straight to the elevator.

Chu Zheng takes a slow step, she enters the elevator, and the man's finger is on the elevator button: "which floor?"

Chu Zheng did not return to him, but reached down to the next level.

The man hums and laughs, leaning against the elevator.

The mirror in the elevator reflects the figure of a man.

His long, straight legs overlapped, his hat blocked his appearance, his slender fingers tapped on the escalator handrail, and there was a rhythmic percussion in the elevator.

Ding -

when the elevator door opens, the man steps out first. He turns his head and looks left and right: "which side?"

Chu Zheng wants to kick him.

How to talk to the boss!

Those people should have killed you just now!

Chu Zheng passes by and takes out the key to open the door.

The man walked over, Chu Zheng opened the door, and he just came.

When Zheng turns on the light and enters the room, the man looks at it first. He doesn't seem to see any strange creatures. Then he enters the room.

"Do you have any shoes?"

"No

Man:.... "

The man opens the shoe cabinet and finds a pair of unsealed disposable shoes. Regardless of whether Chu Zheng agrees or not, he puts them on by himself.

Chu Zheng stood in the living room and looked at him.

Man is completely familiar with the house, unfamiliar environment, also did not give him any impact.

"When did you sign it to Lanling?"

The man suddenly made a noise.

There was a special smell in his voice.

The mountains and rivers are clear and distant.

As if listening to him was a pleasure.

Have a good voice.

"It's none of your business." Chu Zheng's cold reply.

"Well, at least we have to work together in the future. If we don't look up or look down, it's none of my business. You have to call me elder martial brother."

The narcissism of hope is probably invincible.

Take a look at what he has done on the Internet, in fact, you can see something.

"May I sit down?" Feng Wang points to the sofa.

I didn't see you polite when entering the door. Are you polite at this time?

Chu Zheng is not sure whether she agrees.

He slumped on the sofa and pulled down his hat to reveal the enchanting beauty of the prosperous age in the spotlight.

It has to be said that this man has the potential to be a vase.He alone, standing on the stage, can make countless people scream.

Chu Zheng didn't know how he got so miserable.

The man took a pillow and yawned: "don't you mind if you sleep for a while?"

"Do you mind if you go out?" I want to beat you to death.

Feng Wang: "of course not, Lanling asked you to bring me back."

He glanced at Chu Zheng and said, "don't do anything to me while I'm sleeping."

Chu Zheng gave him a cold look and turned into the room.

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Lanling arrived half an hour later, and as soon as she entered the door, she pointed to Feng Wang, who had fallen on the sofa, and said, "Feng hope you still have the face to sleep, please get up for me!"

Feng Wang sat up with his flaxen hair curled up.

"If you can get something out of a green killing banquet, can't you stay for a few days? You don't have a hot search. You're not feeling well, are you? If you want to go to the hot search, you can give me the whole good one

Feng Wang raised his hand and pulled down his hair to defend himself: "what's the matter with me? It's the man who suddenly rushes out. I'm self-defense."

"Self defense fart!" LAN Lingqi scolded: "you will see your hot search of beating reporters right away."

Feng Wang held the pillow and insisted obstinately, "he started first."

Lan Ling akimbo: "you do not stimulate him, he can start?"

Feng Wang: "is that what he started first?"

Lanling: "even if he started first, can you make people outside believe you now?"

Maybe more lice are not afraid to bite, Fengwang is not very worried, even a little sleepy.

LAN Lingqi had a heart attack. She pointed to Fengwang and wanted to scold but could not.

If the oil and salt are not imported, you can scold you, and the next day it will be the same.

Lan Ling took a deep breath and knocked on the door of Chu Zheng.

"That's a hope. You should know him, and I'm the artist." Lan Ling suddenly felt that the girl doll was well taken, not like the devil over there.

At the beginning of the Zheng, it's not salty.

Lan Ling see this, also did not say much: "then I take back to deal with it, if you have anything, call Liang Xi or me."

"Well."

"You have a good rest." Lanling turned to call the people on the sofa: "Fengwang, gone."

Feng Wang looked blankly over, oh, put down the pillow, also specially arranged, and then followed Lanling to leave.

He walked unsteadily as if he would fall at any time.

"Did you drink?"

"No

"I can smell it. I told you not to drink. Why don't you listen?"

"I've been fed at the party."

"Ah, your Lord gold covers you. Who dares to drink your wine?"

“……”

"Wine?"

Chu Zheng heard a burst of noise, it is estimated that he touched the can.

Then there was the low curse of Lan Ling.

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