Chapter 467

Ji Rao nodded.

The girl is not interested in Tao Mingshuo. She holds a support stick in her hand and happily tells Ji Rao, "this is my first time to pick up the plane. My clothes today are specially found out to wear!"

Ji Rao took a look, and could not see anything special. Maybe it was Wu Zhaoyun's.

"Good looking!"

Ji Rao nodded rather perfunctorily.

"Why don't you stay here with us and see Wu Zhaoyun himself later?"

"I don't really like Wu Zhaoyun..."

As soon as the girl mentioned Wu Zhaoyun's coming, she was very happy. She wanted to fly to heaven on the spot. She tugged Ji Rao's sleeve and said excitedly, "how can you not know Wu Zhaoyun? Have you seen the night of Nikon? He is Chen Wen in it! And the "light at 5:30", he is Zhou Chenying in it. My God, that beautiful love, and... "

Ji Rao

This girl has been talking about Wu Zhaoyun for a long time, and she almost adds oil to Ji Rao about Wu Zhaoyun's life story. Moreover, it's obviously a girl friend who tells her all about Wu Zhaoyun's affair.

Ji Rao's face is nothing, but she feels sorry for the girl in her heart.

What you have learned from others by all means is basically false. What you said about Wu Zhaoyun's tall and cold-blooded image is also false. It's all packaged. If you knew Wu Zhaoyun's virtue in private, I'm afraid you'd be out of powder long ago.

Ji Rao looked at the time. It was almost time. He looked at the girl apologetically. "It's time for me to pick up my friend."

"All right."

Ji Rao just turned around and was suddenly pushed by a crowd.

"Wu Zhaoyun! Wu Zhaoyun is out! "

"Ah, Wu Zhaoyun, I love you, Wu Zhaoyun!"

"Look at me, yunyun!"

Suddenly there was a scream in the airport, like a ghost.

Wu Zhaoyun is wearing an izzue baseball cap. It's said that his fans paid a lot of money to customize a fashion brand for Wu Zhaoyun, but he didn't want it. He wore a black-and-white SLP Baseball Jacket with the most basic LV co branded one inside, a white T with the LV brand logo printed in the middle, a Versace black sports pants and a pair of black-and-white Saint Laurent sports shoes on his feet.

Wu Zhaoyun has a good figure. He doesn't pick any clothes. He shows his temperament when he wears them, especially his long legs. They are slim and slender. They are just walking with wind.

But if let Ji Rao say, Ji Rao still thinks it's best when he doesn't wear it.

"Wu Zhaoyun!"

Fans are crazy to push in the direction of Wu Zhaoyun. Ji Rao wants to go out, but he can't. He is surrounded by girls who are shorter than him, but he's still like lotus root stalks planted in the river. He'll go wherever the wind blows.

"Excuse me, excuse me."

But this group of crazy fans did not hear him, his voice was drowned in their angry or excited screams, disappeared without a trace.

"Get out of the way and let Wu Zhaoyun go. Don't get stuck here!"

Ji Rao's mobile phone suddenly rings. He holds it in his hand. Although he can't hear the ring, he can feel the vibration. He tries to lift his hand up and put it in his ear.

"Ji Rao, I'm here. Why are you so noisy?"

Ji Rao wants to cry without tears, "you wait for me, I'm surrounded by a group of fans who pick up the plane now."