Chapter 698

Generally speaking, this kind of popular idol drama will consider shooting a second one. The first one must not be a tragedy, otherwise it will damage the reputation of the public. Who has the heart to continue to support it?

The audience is very important, they decide everything.

ChuChu went directly to his left side. He was very sad.

Know is false, also know next week will make up, but still very sad!

Qianyi silently looked at Li Hengzhi beside him and sighed: "from tonight on, it's better not to offend her. She and Tong Tong's mother will be most affected by the plot. Before next week's play, they will be in a bad mood. Don't mess with them. "

This is the experience of Qianyi.

Next week?

It's a weekly show, and it's six days before the next episode!

Is she going to be rainy all the time?

You're kidding!

"Well, I'll take you to live tomorrow."

"Really?" Li Heng Zhi's eyes narrowed dangerously and stared at her.

"Er..." ChuChu bit his finger and his eyes slipped, "old Er Old Well Old... "

Old what

It's over. It's not going to be round

"Honey, you're so nice!" Fortunately, ChuChu pounced on him and hugged him. His chin was on his shoulder and his expression was terrible.

Sobbing It's a slip of the tongue

Li Hengzhi catches her and looks indifferent. "Qianyi, go back to your room. Don't come out. The scene is a little bloody."

"Oh Qianyi jumped down from the sofa and was ready to leave.

ChuChu grabbed Qianyi's little tail: "baby, don't go..."

Eyes flicker: I'm finished if you leave!

Qianyi swung his little ass, shook off ChuChu and blinked: "take care, Mommy."

In the bedroom, the door was locked by Li Hengzhi, the window was closed, and a small flying insect could not fly in.

Chuchuhaha said with a smile: "my husband is not good. The sound insulation of this room is not so good..."

"Qianhui is very obedient and won't come out. There will be no fourth person."

"Ah --" ChuChu screamed and was carried into the bathroom with double insurance.

"Husband, I'm wrong..."

"It's late!"

In the next few hours, the president personally let her know, who is her real husband!

This time, ChuChu used the fancy to beg for mercy, but the president's eyes were not loose, galloping on the battlefield.

Rhythm accompanied by his hoarse voice, pasted to her ear, said: "say, how many husbands do you have?"

"One..." If you give her a hundred courage now, she will not dare to say the plural!

"Who?"

"Who else besides you..." Look at the grievances.

"Call."

"Husband..."

"Call again."

In the clear mind rippling cry, mixed with a few intermittent people can not hear the real "husband".

Begging for mercy is also drowned in the ambiguous and passionate Symphony

Today's night is very long.

………………

Early in the morning, ChuChu wakes up from the backache and opens her eyes. Li Hengzhi is no longer around. She is a little sleepy. However, she tosses and turns, and finally fails to sleep, so she sits up.

Like an old lady, she held her waist with one hand and screamed: "do you want to go so far, your waist will be broken..."

It's a slip of the tongue!

Now people are shouting like that. It's not a real husband. I'm kidding