Chapter 907

Good to die, the little milk can also asked curiously, "did I plant it? How did you grow it? "

As soon as this word came out, thunder knocked everyone down.

"How? Well... "When he was in full bloom, he stopped talking and pretended to be very mysterious. He sold the key" when you come back, I'll ask you how to plant you. You know best. "

The people who had just recovered were once again led by Lei De, Jiao outside and Nen inside.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the small fried dough sticks beat the mobile phone sideways and tipped off Wen churan.

Even if he is hidden again, how can he escape Sheng Shimo's eyes.

As soon as a text message was sent out, a man's inquiry sounded in his ear.

"What's your name?"

The little fried dough sticks were startled by the cold voice, quickly hid the mobile phone behind him, looked up and just hit Sheng Shimo's line of sight.

Obviously, the man's question was aimed at him.

The little fried dough sticks responded quickly and replied, "my name is little fried dough sticks."

"Surname you?" Sheng Shimo guessed.

"Yes."

"How old?" Sheng Shimo asked again.

"This year just turned 18."

"Really?" In his prime, Mo joked, "I think your temperament looks like twenty-eight."

As soon as the words came out, low-pressure laughter burst out all around.

The president joked, and the little fried dough sticks could only echo the sexual dry smile.

When they finished laughing, Mo began to ask, "how long have you been with president Mu Cheng?"

The little fried dough sticks were asked with a confused face.

Is this an account investigation?

But I had to answer, "my father was the imperial chef in the presidential palace, and my mother was the servant in the presidential palace, so I stayed in the presidential palace from the time I was born, and was transferred to president Mu Cheng at the age of eight."

"Ten years?" Sheng Shimo's legs overlapped, and his bony fingers tapped his knees, as if thinking about something.

Then, he smiled and said, "I'm young, but I can speak and do things so calmly and steadily. I don't know what method president Mu Cheng used to train talents like you."

In the face of the appreciation of a country's president, the little fried dough sticks were flattered and humiliated, and only said "thank you."

The next moment, I saw that the ink was positive at the time of prosperity and asked, "would you like to follow me?"

The tone is sincere, not joking.

Little fried dough sticks didn't expect such a situation. After a few seconds, he bowed his head and declined, "sorry, as a subordinate of president Mu Cheng, there is still some loyalty."

When Wen Yan was in his prime, Mo gently raised his eyebrows and became more interested in the fundus of his eyes.

People thought: don't know good or bad!

Riding on the neck of Shengshi ink, the neglected small milk can made a dissatisfied voice from his mouth, "the small fried dough sticks are my people, he can only follow me!"

On the other hand, Wen churan was sweating. After purchasing, he went out of the vegetable market like a battlefield. Only then did he find a text message from his mobile phone.

When she opened it, she just felt her head explode.

——Miss Wen, emergency, emergency, President Adair broke into a small foreign building and threatened the little movie emperor!

Blackmail?!

Wen churan was so anxious that she called a taxi. When she went to the small foreign building, she directly lost a piece of Grandpa Mao to the driver. She didn't even ask for change, so she rushed out of the car.

A lengthened Lincoln was parked outside the small foreign building, and there were several armed guards outside the gate.

It's been peaceful these days. Unexpectedly, Mo came to kill him when Mu city left.

Sure enough, he is a sinister man!

Wen churan rushed into the small foreign building and shouted, "don't be afraid, little milk can, Ma Ma is coming to save you!"